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Lunar New Year
03:36
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(I hate this song.. It goes: "It is well... It is well)
Verse 1:
Bring a candle, they laid me down a prodigal
Hold it to me if I hold you like a vigil
Slow burns, laments and my impossible prayer
Oh God, it's all there
It's all still there
Chorus:
I'll be pulling, pulling a fast one
Fast cars into my Icarus sun
Another lesson won't lessen the February
chill
You're too far, so why should I keep this still?
Poem:
I stood in the light of God
I still see from this fortress
That stuck the scenery in silent snowstorms
Waiting on your gaze
You can change my glass skies with the fog of your breath
But will I ever feel it past the aftermath?
Our time is souvenir
Our time is shelved
I know you’d like the sentiment
I know and can’t share it from inside
Mutual admiration of the world we want to keep always feels
One God’s eye magnified away from shaking up our fragile scope of memory and monument
Tag:
In phase like the waxing moon
I'll come home to you soon,
I hope. I hope.
This anger management, winter is slowly melting
I hope. I hope.
This distance is helping
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2. |
CODE RED
04:09
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(When I feel, what I feel)
I can't be here no more, no more for my soul.
I can't make them believe, make no apologies,
But right on time, I feel imperfectly torn,
undying, unborn, a danger to love.
I once was found but now I'm like
Lightning striking on to the solid ground.
CHORUS:
What a mess. What'd you expect?
But if you help me make sense of
The noise. The regret.
Cut the static, bad habits...
Coding the shit I avoid.
(Tell me what it is)
And if it's not a crisis, or goddess Isis
I break me down to myth and a missed medication
All these hits from Motown legends made my education
So mercy, mercy me
For once in my life, I wish someone wouldn't need me
You know? An altruist by anxiety, as
all my truths presided me
Like I can't think for the life of me
I can't think for the life of me
If I exist or just not liking me
Resemblance isn't striking me
And reminisce can't enlighten me
Right or wrong, write this song
into a self-fulfilling fucking kinda prophecy
Tell me at your best
You knew what you were getting into.
Tell me at your best
You knew
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3. |
cancelled day
03:24
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Hey, hi, hello
It's 30 below and it felt so nice to wake up to your face.
Hit snooze, don't pick up for someone you know
Is dragging their feet, never off, but off to the race
And I don't want to chase another dollar today
What's a million when the one in a million is right where you lay
Can we lay like this for the rest of our lives?
Gimme sugar, gimme golden silence or we can call it a night
Our afternoon
Will fly on too soon if we stick to that old regular song.
Off tune, don't bug me when you're out of the cocoon
Singing butterflies, honey what could go wrong?
And it's been so long since we got up and gone
Where a picture's worth a postcard and we're happy to hardly belong
You and me belong to a break in the shift
So I'm shifting up the schedule because well, you catch my drift
I don't want this day without you
I'm cancelling my lonely plans
I don't want to say I love you
I can say you're lovely and...
What's the point
Of pretending
Like we don't want to?
What's the point
Of pretending
Like we want to get to the shit we do
Everyday
But if you were my every day
I'd let the world freeze over, every plane on delay
Cause home is where I stop my great escape.
Hey, I want you.
Hi, I'd love to.
With you, with you, with you
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Audder Calgary, Alberta
Lyricist of blended-genre music and spoken word poems.
Indie artist based in Western Canada. Co-founder of ZERØFUTURECLUB.
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