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Vulgar Sugar
05:03
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What is this, when you bring me your tears?
I'm last on your list... you are first of my fears
My heart rolls out like a shell swept in your wave
The salt of your suffering is almost all I taste
I long to taste your vulgar sugar
Your vulgar sugar
I long to taste your vulgar sugar
The way you press your thumb into my palm
I can't discern if it's anguish or a balm
You soothe my aches but I'm still in distress
The pain you leave in me is something else, I guess
Your sweetness cuts
It's vulgar, sugar
It's vulgar, sugar
Your sweetness cuts
It's vulgar, sugar
My heart is quick to feel
My wounds are slow to heal
You pull me toward your face
You starve me for a taste
Oh savor me with vulgar sugar
Savor me with vulgar sugar
Savor me
Savor me with vulgar sugar
Savor me with vulgar sugar
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Hungry Ghost
05:17
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That January night, I had a taste of you
You were bittersweet with alcohol
And when you gazed at me with your bright glassy eyes
I was pretty sure that I would fall
Oh come away from my thoughts
Oh come away from my thoughts
Your deep embrace ties me to knots
And I'm lost
But in the harsh daylight, I thought I'd be clear-eyed
I could see your face and I'd be done
But your voice is medicine, it makes me dream again
Poppy fields of sleep that you have sown
I lie awake when you're gone
Oh how I ache when you're gone
And even though I know it's wrong
Wish we belonged
You lie awake to familiar calls
I'm a hungry ghost haunting your walls
You're tied up in your ache: a knot I wish I could unmake
But I'm immaterial
Oh, come away from your thoughts
Oh, come away from your thoughts
I'd hate for you to be so lost
Or trapped, like me:
A hungry ghost
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3. |
Pearl Sky
04:33
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The pearl sky smothers the world
Muting the ocean's savage churn
Way up high cry the sea birds
Smoke dissipates from my desire's burn
Do you notice? You're distracted
You delight in passing phantoms
Watch their progress through the canvas
Of horizon: white and endless
You beckon me into a monochrome dream...
My heart welters curiously
In anticipation of something
Novel and ancient, eternal and divine
I'm fixed on your fine features
Drawn against the pearl sky...
I step barefoot on the rippling mirror
Sucking sand into the depths of the sea
Do you hold this moment dear, or
Am I just imagining things?
Imagining things
When you long for lace,
Is it the soporific tidal froth that swells this place
Or in your memory, another silken filigree you trace?
Pearl sky, lace tide
Pearl sky, rippling mirror, lace tide
Pearl sky, lace tide
Your smile cuts my heart open wide, open wide
Open sky
Tide rolling wild
Arms folding, you holding onto me tight
I'm hoping you're hoping we stay the night
Pearl sky, lace tide
The sea birds cry
Pearl sky, lace tide
Your smile rips my heart open wide
We stain the endless canvas of the pearl sky
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Lunatics
04:31
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Tell me another story about your life
Every tiny joy and every cumbersome strife
Oh the moon is laughing down from above:
An immortal shaking her head at love
Why don't you tell me another story about your life?
One time, your old car caught fire
One time, you caught a face full of barbed wire
It's a miracle that you're even here
Holding steady even though it's unclear
How you're alright, tonight
Oh, I'm a fool skimming the wake of your gravitational pull
I'm another mistake of yours
This time, it was my heart that caught fire
How long 'til the flames expire?
Oh, I swore I'd never do this again
Playing games no one could possibly win
I should stop throwing myself in your path
I foresee only the worst aftermath
And I'm a fool skimming the wake of your gravitational pull
I'm another mistake of yours
Oh, the moon is laughing down from above
An immortal shaking her head at love
Passive witness to a millennia
Of an endless tide of tribulation
When you hurt, how I want to love you
You shine, how I'm blinded by you
My words, do they ever touch you?
My heart, could it ever bind you?
You hurt, how I want to love you
You shine, how I'm blinded by you
My words, do they ever touch you
Like you're touching me, touching me?
If my heart never binds you, it's alright
Alright
Just tell me a story
'Cause all my stories are boring
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Casually Undone
04:41
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Night sings with the cold
Our faces flushed by cafe glow
The corner of your mouth cradling a joke
Our laughter's bells peal in the air
I'm startled by the sudden flare
Of desire you awoke
You can have my heart
The time we spent was fun
I won't be going home with you, tonight
Even though my heart's been won
Loving recklessly is for the young
I don't know I can overcome my life
Being casually undone
The way you make kingdom come
I'm no starry-eyed maiden
But her ghost speaks in my ear
That your looks are meaning-laden
It's exactly what I fear
When our time goes up in smoke
Our laughter's bells peal in the air
I'm startled by the sudden flare
Of desire you awoke
You can have my heart
The time we spent was fun
I won't be going home with you, tonight
Even though my heart's been won
Loving recklessly is for the young
I don't know I can overcome my life
Being casually undone
The way you make kingdom come
Do I have your heart, all tenderness unsung?
'Cause if I'm going home with you, tonight
I know I'll come undone
Loving recklessly is for the young
I don't know that my heart still has the fight
I only want to be with you, tonight
Love me until kingdom come
Love me until kingdom come
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Valdoria Vancouver, Washington
Displaced southern Californian, Fil-American singer-songwriter, fatuous pauper
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