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Flying Actresses
04:03
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talking of nothing but sweetcakes and milkshakes
in that space between sleep and awake
how certain you used to be of yourself
entering places with secret handshakes
folding sacred paper airplanes
how funny it was to have you on my floor
and we dress up in our play clothes
as parents would take our picture
where they'll hang em in their memories
so they can remember
from your mouth sweet sounds escape
wings shot out of your shoulder blades
how wonderful it must be to not be yourself
an actress replaced when mary got pregnant
allowing me to flow through her movements
how fun it must be to sing so loud
and we dress up in our fathers clothes
as kids would take our picture
where they'll hang em in our memories
so we can remember
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2. |
Pretty Mess
03:16
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and when we were young
i used to crawl into bed
you were a pretty mess
talking of god images
and when we were warned
we had to bow our heads
we started faking it
cus nothing is sacred except when you make it
a long time ago there were angels in the snow
there were castles in the clouds
where i touched your mouth
and your blood came pouring out
and o'er my eyes
and i dreamt of the place where you and i will die
and when we were born
you looked at me and said
that we'd be better off dead
but we just laughed instead
about our nakedness
about the life we were about to have
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3. |
Mary's Got Drugs
06:14
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marys got drugs that she takes in doses and i suppose that they make her feel better
they fill her up with lots and lots of thoughts that get lost in the froth on the tip of her kisser
we stay inside where its nice and dry while the clouds cry and the world gets wetter
and we're so happy or maybe we're sad we don't know
mary picks roses by the dozens from the green green garden that the neighbors planted
she plucks off their petals and offers them as medals to the kids that pin them on their parkas and sweaters
the clouds assemble and the sky resembles marshmellows in a blender with an egg yellow center
and we're so dreamy or maybe we're lucid we don't know
mary laughs and she overdoes it like she always does but it makes me feel better
she fills me up with lots and lots of love but its just not enough so she gives up early
we catch a peak and try not to blink at all the pretty things we shouldn't see so prematurely
and i'm so afraid or maybe fascinated i don't know
mary stares as she overdoses now i suppose you'll never get the chance to meet her
a rush of love that comes and floods her blood is just enough to make her wanna feel this way forever
and all the while her beauty rivals the smile of a child that is learning to remember
and we're so high or maybe we're low we don't know
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Circle Of People
04:53
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in this circle of people i'm looking at her she's off to the side coming down a slide
and mary's spinning round in circles she asks me to join in but i just smile
and we all join hands together..
i was strapped down to the mattress awaiting what would come next
and the drugs that were once in my head are now coming out of my chest
and we all sing a song together...
in this circle of people i'm looking at her she's off to the side doing another line
and merry's on the microphone trying to get me to leave her alone but i still try
and we all just smile together...
and you were stripped down naked with just a bracelet around your wrist
and the dreams that were once in your head are now all being laid to rest
and it all will come together
it all will come together...
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