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Pleasant Demeanor
02:57
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You have a beer and a Benadryl
Close your eyes and you can’t keep still at all tonight
Put some more down, spin some more round, all right
Got the keys but you lost the feel
Misery is the dusty wheel inside your mind
Blood on your collar, can’t see just how it shows on the outside
Just like a pleasant demeanor
You walk it back 'till it’s over kill
Talk it to death 'till it isn’t real
You can’t evade evaders baby
If you look close you can see the cracking where it shows
On the outside, just like a pleasant demeanor
You can’t fade before you fall
You gotta’ feel it all along the way down
You don’t fade out at all
What fades are those who see you along the way now
See you now like I never did
Foam at the mouth while you dig for it
Are you hiding or finding the bones, you don’t know
But it all shows on the outside
Just like a pleasant demeanor
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Sycamore
03:27
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I won’t pick a fight with what you feel
I won’t cut the breaks and gas before giving you the wheel
There’s still snow on the grass in the shadow of the sycamore
There’s a point to be made, a barren branch
Not dead until it breaks
It’s not the way around, it’s not the way around
I see through you and it ‘aint the way around
I get scared when my hands go numb this long
I push harder when my voice is sore
From talking to the bathroom wall
In the upper mezzanine for soft-spoken apologies
At least you found your light
It’s not the way around, it’s not the way around
I see through you and it ‘aint the way around
Slamming dishes down, broken circle back around
I see through you and it ‘aint the way around
Spring is around the corner now, all will melt and dry
We will keep the sycamore from first bloom to lighting to strike
It’s not the way around, so don’t you tell me now
You see through me but it ‘aint the way around
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Stitching Glaciers
03:28
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Sit in back, fade to black, 24-hour diner chat
What else should we re-enact
Sewing up the costumes, pull it back, fix it later
A spike you thread with tissue-paper
Join what you thought you'd be with how you used to be
And hope it don't unwind
I hope I'm good at stitching glaciers
Split in two, followed through
You can take the long road from or to
You're not okay with it, swallowing olive pits
One 'aint gonna’ kill you
You’re holding on to parental warnings
You're stretched oblong from parental yearnings
Join what you thought you'd be with how you used to be
And hope it don't unwind
I hope I'm good at stitching glaciers
It feels so right again
It feels like splitting at the seams
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