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Until The Ice Melts
04:13
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Until
Until the Ice Melts
The crawlers in the porno theater
Knee pads worn and hands that feel for dollars and beckoning calls
In the silence that breaks-up the scenes hear ragged claws scuttling across the concrete floor
We followed the usher to our seats just for a laugh
Cause bending darkness used to be our thing, til this one leaves an ice that lasts.
So we left
Now I can…
hear the scrape from your feet/ while a rime obscures you as it weeps.
A stiff sign that you can’t go on.
Its custody might make you want to lean on me
Go right ahead I need it just as much.
So sit back and relax and take it easy on yourself
Please, kiss me until the ice melts.
Until
Until the ice melts
Now, there’s a 2” puddle at our feet, just enough to drown me
So, sit back, relax and take it easy on yourself
and please kiss me until the ice melts
Until
Until the ice melts
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I saw you walking through the charming streets of the city that reads
And catching a tropical breeze off the painted screens
Were last night’s mistakes playing out like magic in your brain?
Reminders of when you said life is best when it’s a mess
Can I join as you strut in knock-off Prada sneakers through the parking lot of the Royal Farms?
You said you could buy the real ones, but irony’s clever in the morning sun
I just sigh tracing faded Max Factor in the cracks of your skin
While you smile and wave at commuters jealous of the state you’re in.
Then you said...
Life is best when it’s a mess
And that mess is easier to enjoy when you’re young and rudderless
I know I’m driven by jealousy
cause I’m a shadow of what I thought I’d be
Life is best when it’s a mess
And that mess is easier to enjoy when you’re young and rudderless
Now, halcyon haunts every corner and alleyway
You’re an ambassador from my better days
Dress rehearsals where I made mistakes
Without consequence like there is today
To be young and lost in this town with you
I’d trade anything and everything for one more go around with you
One more go around
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You asked me when I was getting back home to our rotting city
Well, Iit'll have to wait, I'm hanging out poolside in Palm Springs
It's a playground for the hangers
So easy to hate
They're getting drunk on throwback cocktails
Bragging about celebrities they know
Generously sharing their insights on life, in earshot so you'd know
No matter, I'm sitting back watching them play spin the bottle and lounging on the chaise
Passing the vape, perfect hair, blowing fetid air
Feigning excitement for the DJ while they’re dancing in place
Don't worry I snapped a spy shot.
A panorama so you won't miss a thing
And recorded a little video
So, you can take in the scene
Wait til you see the sensual pair that stayed behind while the others packed the hot tub like sardines.
Stuck in each other's eyes. Slow dancing to a fast song, on the patio concrete
That special moment right before they kiss, it's electric.
I got it all recorded. I know you'll want to see this.
It's going to make you laugh
It's going to make you laugh. They think they're in love
It's going to make you laugh
It's going to make you laugh. They think they're in love.
They think they're in love.
They think they're in love.
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Glittering Lure
04:18
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All the ways we wasted the days, you didn’t want to plan our future
And I misheard, you never said the words, I love you and that’s forever
So I let you, just to show, when I’m not straight I could take it
Then you might come back, if I didn’t care
Cause you said, my grief’s a cross you couldn’t bear
So, I packed my car with gasoline cans paid for with money I didn’t have
And drove to the beach, astray in the sand covered with the ashes of lost years
While echoing rhymes from inelegant times, became patterns of words never spoken…
It’s grim to think, you did it all on the cheap but comforting when you stopped faking it
Why did you have to be a glittering lure
The only thing I could see
Now twilight’s touch lifts mourning memories
Setting the course lifting lines from romance, embracing tragedy in circumstance
It’s grim to think you did it all on the cheap, but comforting when you stopped faking it
Why did you have to be
a glittering lure
The only thing I could see now
twilight’s touch lifts mourning memories
You were everything to me
but you didn’t want to be
It’s grim to think you did it on the cheap, but comforting when you stopped faking it
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Halloween
04:15
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Hiding from the kids that come knocking at my door on Halloween.
I'm sitting here til they leave
The lights are off, the deadbolt’s locked
The shades were drawn at 1 o'clock
Don’t make a sound, they won’t know I’m in the dark
I got Charleston chews,
Mini snickers and Kit Kat’s too
I got them for the kids
But I ate all of it because I’m
Sitting here high, lost inside,
Hyperglycemic, making these words rhyme,
Anything to bide my time
These tropes will do just fine
If I had to pin it down, it breaks my heart you're not around
Another year has passed me by
They're speeding up, I just don't know why.
But you'll stay the same age, until I die
It's not the costumed ghosts, that make me scared
It's the reminder, that some kids are free of fear
While others learn too soon of apologists for doom and gloom
And a plastic mask can't protect them
From the hard rain inside their chests.
If I had to pin it down, it breaks my heart you’re not around
Tha’s why I'm hiding from the kids that come
Knocking at my door on Halloween
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The Desire Lines Brooklyn, New York
A collision of melody and melodrama accompanies The Desire Lines on their journey into middle age. Bidding an official farewell to youth, The Desire Lines debut EP, Death And Salt Water paints a dreamy and dreary portrait of the annals of aging in the 21st century and the perils of addiction to nostalgia. ... more
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