It’s a modern convenience, it slots right in
I try to be more amusing, the air gets thin
In the end I speak out of turn, soft spun round
The way you lean back in your chair, I’m flat back down
A quiet limit to the world in the parchment air
I have a felt tongue when I speak, dry bow on a string
No meaning
No solace
No matter
The hour
Quips don’t come out right but the meaning’s true
It’s a modern convenience, it slots right in
I try to be more amusing and the air gets thin
In the end I speak out of turn, soft spun round
The way you pull back your hair, fall flat down
Falling back to
A common ineffable
Falling back to
A common ineffable
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Albatross
Parliament moss And fresco lime The brass doesn’t knock We’re months overtime I prefer to work without a guide But I won’t care tonight Sellotape lines …
Bell Wheel
Got lower than I ever wanna feel Spun down, no bottom to a wheel Tense room, tuned in satellite Makeshift town crier evidence of life There’s something they don’t know …
Bitter Melon
I’m up again Never was a night owl Studying the gloss It’s written in to come across Stereo offset, rainwater basket A frequency One that flickers slightly It …
Conflagration Mindset
Make room for sorrow it’ll make room for you Someone’s saving you a barstool at the rightful diner too Wedge in among the clientele, airtight like a tourniquet Press your …
Down to Size
Down to size Down to, down to size My favorite bar uptown I see it’s worth too much My preferred corner store Then look, it’s not enough Down to size, take it Down to, …