Friday, July 2, 2010

& some newer stuff

often occasional trite terminological taxidermic metatextualizing cryptozoologist blues

Lyrics:

We painted us some planets
sent them spinning towards the sun
then we basked out in the burning
oh we did it just for fun

we cooked ourselves on soggy dreams
god knows they've got no meat
so we ate only bare bones
when we knew the times were lean

I've got those often occasional trite terminological taxidermic metatextualizing cryptozoologist blues

you may call us causeless cannibals
when we draw upon our kin
peeling off as paper pages
all things written on their skin

we ate them alphabetically
swallowed words washed
belly down from ship to sea
with such silence as an anchor
they mean nothin' much to me

I've got those often occasional trite terminological taxidermic metatextualizing cryptozoologist blues

And you may use this body, dear
as the pages of your book
you read my face much faster
didn't tend the time is takes to look
-You stared me down

just my dumb voice and the sound of rain on my parent's back porch

Wrote on my flesh for you, my dear
wasted like paper just to keep you near
tremble before every new intrusion
forget the past, I'm not the right one

Don't apologize
don't apologize
don't apologize

Tell me what happened to the springtime?
I was left to leather this brittle skin of mine
out in the summer, sweat and sunshine
I did my worst with words for a while

Don't apologize
don't apologize
don't apologize

I'll be the book you borrow memories to bind
my body has betrayed the mess I left behind
history and heartstrings had our hands tied
so we did our worst with words for a while

Don't apologize
don't apologize
don't apologize

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