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Friend
04:52
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It’s the first of May
Sweep the blinds away
Leave your covers in bed
Keep your heart in your head
And come away and melt into the sun
The demons of your past are overcome
But you’re too alone to be through
Too tired to believe that it’s true
It's too much to breathe for the first time
You’re not over and out
Locked inside with your doubt
But everyone’s been scared to death of dying for their friends
And you don’t really mind it, but it’s cold
And I could never promise not to hurt you in the end
And leave it all behind when we’re too old
But I won't abandon you
And I still believe that it's true
Just come on and breathe for the first time
And you’ve heard it time and again
Come and listen, friend
You’re not alone here
You’re not alone
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Poison Tree
06:00
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Woke up this morning, saw the leaves fall off the trees
Jumping off the branches like suicidal weeds
I didn’t know from what infirmity they fled
But as they spun and twirled around I saw that they were dead
So then the birds came out to feast upon the fruit
Finches doves and pigeons mockingbirds and robins too
And one by one I watched them fall onto the ground
Wilting like the leaves as they collapsed without a sound
And then you came and whispered jealously to me
Your lips were wet and glistening like the apples on a tree
Here take a bite it’s oh so juicy, oh so sweet
You handed me the fruit that killed the birds around my feet
I broke the skin and bit down deep into the core
Then gasped and heaved and threw up all I ate onto the floor
I screamed and cried it burned, it burned, it burned, it burned
And you were crying too. You were so ashamed
Our naked bodies glistening, so ugly in the rain
We screamed and cried it burned, it burned, it burned, it burned
And now we’re lying here, clothed and so afraid
Terrified of who we are, the horror that we made
And we will die our corpses rotting in the dirt
To fertilize a poison tree, to show us what we’re worth
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Elegy
03:15
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I saw a baby
Lying in bed
Cradled in flowers
Crown on his head
Wrapped in a manger
Cheeks painted red
Skin made of silver
Heart made of lead
Wait
He loves you
I saw a widow
Casting her veil
Into the fire
Into the air
Tongues soaked in tallow
Hands bound too frail
Into the fire
Into the air
Wait
He loves you
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Snow Blindness
03:24
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Woke up this morning, saw the naked barren trees
Calling out my name until they shattered in the freeze
In the cold mechanical recesses of my mind
I am yours, and you are mine
It’s not my fault, I didn’t mean to take it all in stride
There is blood, but I’ve got pride
Is it love to throw me to my knees and retch my soul?
Cause if not, it’s surely not enough to make me whole
It hurts to know I’m wrong, It’s worse to know I’m right
When everyone I love has only shattered in my spite
It hurts to see you stay, It’s worse to see you go
But I’ll keep you in my mason jar until my heart explodes
So is it right?
Is it right? I don’t know
Get it right
Get it right in your soul
Is it love to bury all my chains and let me go
Throw me out to wander all alone out in the snow
Too blind to run away too cold to be alive
Too sorry for myself to know my loathing from my pride
Oh love where are you now? Oh love am I to die?
Oh love don’t pass me by, don’t pass me by, don’t pass me by
Oh God where are you now? Oh God am I to die?
Son of man don’t pass me by, don’t pass me by, don’t pass me by
In the dark mechanical recesses of my mind
I am cold and I am blind
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Esko Tiko Washington, D.C.
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