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Eating Emeralds
03:45
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Used to bag up the work now I’m bagging up the lavender
Under my feet the cold crunch of November
Dried out leaves on a red brick street
Before I came I said I wasn’t here for anything
Head on hell-on hello I’m gone
Pour another it’s enough for
You and I on demon time
Devil-may-care
I still believe
Fastened to the thing of which we swore we’d never speak
All I can think about is when I’m gonna die
Every second ticking out the corner of my eye
Singing every song I thought I’d lost to old age
Brown Bambi eyes and a tiny ribcage
A single gold hand fingers pointing down
Motioning me to the holy ground
Pleasure and virtue
Pleased to meet you
Feathery
Emphatically
Stole a smile right out of me
What would you wear to my funeral
What kind of things would your body do
Would you let out the tears
Or would you hold them inside
Is that the lipstick on the glass
I pointed out to you that night
Daintily
Silently
Slide across the snow
I want to keep you warm
I know you always get so cold
And though you shineth like moon
On a night sky’s sheets
Fluorescent in the dark
Swallow my tongue and then repeat
If I could help it I would help myself
Littering glitter on either side of my mouth
If I could help you I would give myself
But you kissing my forehead in the shape of a crown
Was it everything that you wanted see
Did it keep you awake as it surely did me
Did I drive too slow before I started to speed
For a jar of your blood I’d bring a man to his knees
Used to bag up the work now I’m bagging up the lavender
I used to dream about that exact shade of green
Swallowing your emeralds
Listen to me breathe
Feeling gold backs on the back of my teeth
Used to bag up the work
Now I’m back for more chains
More power more glory
So precious your pain
I used to close my eyes to try and help me see
Now I’m wide eyed at midnight
In the emerald’s reach
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Threshold Angel
04:25
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She asked me if I’d done this before
I didn’t say a word
Shifted the truck into 4x4
Closed one eye and followed the fog line
Heaven!
Heaven!
Can I get in?
If I do it’s gonna be by the teeth of my skin
I need your price of admission
Who is the prince of admonishment
If I should ne’er return
Please settle my accounts
If I hold your hand
Would you lead me down
Shall we walk down the block
Fingers interlocked
There’s a blade by the bed
For suspicious minds
I fell asleep on the sectional
And dreamt about Mexico
Keep your eyes locked into mine
Only you know how I feel tonight
Threshold Angel
Watch me burn
Light this match
It’ll be alright
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