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Buried
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I will run to find you
as sooon as i can
I am broken so the trek may kill me
But I wont die for long
for I have my love for you buried deep underground
hidden among rocks and silt.
a love that saves me like trickling water
when i wheeze, dehydrayed
I'll let if form a pool and I'll jump in
and I will run to find you
as soon as I can.
If i die on the way it will not be sad
my love is buried deep and will last
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Delusions of a white man
02:28
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Shaking
03:32
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Messy Tongue
04:03
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It all rolls off this messy tongue
all these words that mean nothing at all
they bounce off the walls like flames
or even knives in a storm
my eyes are squinting
they are blinded by a light, is it yours?
you say no its not mine, I have mine folded away
for only me to see
so hazily i try to undo
this dreaded storm that i've cast upon you
with yelps and pain and love and shame
it helps to drain the fear from my brain
with yelps and pain and love and shame it helps to drain the fear
from my brain
I unwind the wind that blows all around you and I
It all comes down, the knives they fall and tinker on the ground
and the flames drown
it all comes down, the knives they fall and tinker on the ground
and the flames drown
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Trees
02:20
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Eucalypt
01:47
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smells of cracking eucalypt carried on turbulent air.
the dog laps the water from his bowl and i hear your voice for the first time in more than a month
and it whips, my heart buckled,
folded double.
rebellion surges upwards, trickling against gravity
it begins in my stomach, and it roosts in my brain
and i tell you that i'm angry, that our love ought not be wasted like it is.
you are unbelievably strong or did you not feel it all along?
you are living but me i'm barely holding on
"i don't know how else to be" is what you say to me when i tell you that i have my love for you buried deep inside my bones even now.
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Concrete
02:24
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I lay on hot concrete in the backyard
with my shirt off laying in sunlight
i watch a bee bouncing on seed pods
and i say to it, "my love has gone.
drowning in the oceans between us,
a love born and dead in 18 months"
my heart is worn, clamping at memories of you laughing at geese
and yelling at me about chimneys somehwere in taroona
i roll on my stomach and push myself up
feebly attempting to achieve something
as i rise so does the pounding in my chest
as i try not to recall you naked and holding me
idly i find myself at my desk
repeatedly checking my emails
my body swells,
darkness wells,
breathe in sunlight
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Mist
01:46
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Today is a day almost entirely of mist
hardly a moment when the white cloud starts to lift
for a fleeting second the wind picks it up
parting the curtain with ease
in that time i saw on the hill opposite me
a pale dog playing in someones yard
it was running around up and down, all around this tree that looks so much like a frog
with a whirling of air the curtain draws closed
and i find myself blankly thinking
"will what is wrong, when did you start fading?
why is it you are even suffocating?
the mist is a drink to cure your tired bones,
inhale it, and unravel.
you aren't as broken as you make out to be, you are only small like dirt."
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