1. |
Whirlpool
04:06
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When I was a kid it was cumulonimbus
Now it’s mammatus
Before the storm comes
Still haven’t been to the Rio Grande
Still haven’t bought a home
Still can’t last at a 9 to 5
Cause I like to make my own good time
Don’t you like to make your own good time?
When I was a girl it was whirlpools
Now it’s waterfalls
Before the storm comes
Still haven’t crossed the states by train
Still haven’t made my bed
Still can’t name all trees I see
But I like to try and reach for it
Won’t you try and reach for it?
In this time alive, what could we be
If we decide to share a mind
Would you come home to me?
I’m sorry, I feel you
When life gets rough and you’re confused
What you say, what you do,
A whirlpool
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2. |
Spit
03:42
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You put your hands on your hips
In the last sliver of the moon
Your goodbye’s sh--
I can almost taste your spit
I wouldn’t mind if you came to my castle
Building it brick by brick
Beneath a giant yellow sickle
On a charcoal cliff
I can almost taste your spit
I wouldn’t mind if you tried all my tunes
My kingdom for you
Tracking patterns while she waxes
Hope you’ll be here soon
I can almost taste your spit
I wouldn’t mind if you talked to me nice
You put the glass to your lips
Basking in a grown cocoon
My potions give you lift
When I mix them with your spit
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3. |
Sun Shadow
04:13
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We get lost
in a dry creek bed and fall into it
All that sauce
And you make like the river, it seems
Not in heat
Though on the next day
You trickle in and say
Babe I’m free,
Want to get where the water’s deep
Hide inside chagrin
I don’t love it
Wade and pull me in
Won’t have it
Don’t wanna catch it, too
Sun shadow
Sun shadow
Sun shadow or something
May allow, an hallow, our soul and un-being
Hide inside chagrin
I don’t love it
Wade and pull me in
Won’t have it
Don’t wanna catch it, too
Sun shadow
Sun shadow
Sun shadow or something
May’s real tan soul
Sun shadow or something
Sun shadow
Sun shadow or something
An hallow, sun shadow
Sun shadow or something
We get lost
in a dry creek bed and fall into it
All that sauce
And you make like the river, it seems
Not in heat
Though on the next day
You trickle in and say
Babe I’m free,
Want to get where the water’s deep
Sun shadow
Sun shadow
Sun shadow or something
May’s real tan soul
Sun shadow or something
Sun shadow or something
Sun shadow
Sun shadow or something
An hallow, sun shadow
Sun shadow or something
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4. |
Limes
02:19
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There is love out there for us
In dry grass and high fences
In hot cement and hornets’ nests
And snakes who call home Texas
So we always lead with enough
In shy pours and pretenses
In soft suggests and compliments
And maybe I’ll see you thens
If I had luck to be yours
I’d bring you limes
Cold and sour
Kiss along the dotted line
There is love out there for us
In dry grass and high fences
In hot cement and hornets’ nests
And snakes who call home Texas
If I had luck to be yours
I’d bring you limes
Cold and sour
Kiss along the dotted line
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5. |
Bearer
02:53
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Made it up
World I love didn’t exist
And I really miss it now
Want to laugh
But I wish it’d lasted
I’m a sucker for things
That don’t mean a wink
Keychain
Groping
All of my weight
It moans open
Peace out
On ice
All of my pride
Your eyes broke it
Make a wish
Take a spin
To whittle away
At this mood you’re in
I’m lost and I
Can’t explain
The signs on your corners
The teeth in your grin
Fall much harder in the dark
How do you know my name
Without pouring out my heart
Why do I want to stay
I know that nothing is forever
But watch me
I will see if I can try
Don’t stop me
South First
Congress
Moving the mark
Making a big mess
Manchaca
MoPac
Throwing a fit
It doesn’t sound so bad
Fall much harder in the dark
How do you know my name
Without pouring out my heart
Why do I want to stay
I know that nothing is forever
But I’ll make it that way
Hate to be the bearer of bad news
Choose to lose
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6. |
Leaps
04:07
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I take leaps and bounds to love you
Maybe this wasn’t love at all
I’m all done and gone
Maybe this wasn’t love at all
Just a little bit
Just a little bit
Just a little bit wrong
It takes one to know one they say
Thought your voice was as clear as day
I’m open to being broken
Just hoped you’d be around for the fall
Just a little bit
Just a little bit
Just a little bit wrong
So resign my singing
New beginnings will have to wait
Just a little bit
Just a little bit
Just a little bit
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