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Time is not an arrow
Time is a grenade and
You’re holding it the wrong way
Feels like moving backwards
Even as you stand in place
Oh, ask the oracle anything
How will I know
How will I know
How will I know
How will I know
A fair fight is a fair fight
Almost, but not quite
So what do I do
What do I do
What do I do
What do I do now
You become a superstition
A symbol of regret
A stone we kiss to make a wish
Permission to forget
And you click your heels together
Have you even tried that yet
You had lightning in a bottle and
A promise to collect
At least that’s what you thought it meant
In a circuit-guided vessel
Retracing your mistakes
Every day is the same day
On a merry go round
merry go round
merry go round
merry go round
Just holding it down
Holding it down
Holding it down
Holding it down
You become a superstition
A symbol of regret
A stone we kiss to make a wish
Permission to forget
And you click your heels together
Have you even tried that yet
You had lightning in a bottle and
A promise to collect
At least that’s what you thought it meant
Time is not an arrow
Time is a grenade and
You’re holding it the wrong way
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In Flowers
03:39
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Words don’t drop me know
I am wrapped up in cross words and telephone wires
And I have shut myself up in
The smallest apartment I could find in upstate New York
Boy, where have I been
Up to my knees in
Up to my knees in
Up to my knees
In Flowers
Turn me inside out
Inside out
Old man failed the draft
Peerless and powerless
Just stay still
Just stay still
Just stay still
Fell too far to laugh
Stuck in the briar patch
Just stay still
Just stay still
Just stay still
Out of my hair you built your nest
How do I ask you for forgiveness
As sudden as summer ends
Flushed with the lilacs and
Just stay still
Just stay still
Just stay still
And i’ll never understand
I’m a-flop on dry land
Just stay still
Just stay still
Just stay still
Gathering up my pile of sand
How do I ask you for forgiveness
Words don’t drop me know
I am wrapped up in cross words and telephone wires
And I have shut myself up in
The smallest apartment I could find in upstate New York
Boy, where have I been
Up to my knees in
Up to my knees in
Up to my knees
In Flowers
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Inchworm
04:39
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Something’s in the air
Trying to peddle down
All that beauty
Falling down on you
Reaching my toes
Nothing below
Purple bruise is looking good today
Can you feel it change
Reaching my toes
Nothing below
Reaching my toes
Nothing below
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Fiery Burning Monks
04:00
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The vents are humming like monks
Wreathing incense over
Two statues in a stone sedan
AC coming on
I put you there
You’re a vision in my blood
To keep you there
You’re a vision in my blood
After the fireworks fell
And we set off home
My hand smoothed your hair
Just to say hello
Heaven waves
Sighing through the night
Hello
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DM Stith Rochester, New York
A singer-songwriter and visual artist currently living in New York.
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