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Never broken a bone trying to hold on to something so hard. Step into another yard, and see where the spiders went. The best part about being a monster is not caring what happens to yourself. Having teeth that can break without breaking. No one wants to be your friend. Watch other people worry their little heads. They cant breathe sometimes. We breathe all the time. We breathe in deep. We breathe in deep. When you get to the top of the tree, and see there are only branches, is that a hill, or are you falling over? No one can tell. We were at home. We exist but we're gone. Let's travel. Let's travel and sing together. Remember things could be much worse as you slip into some kind of prayer to walk away from those stone walls and screen doors that won't close on us yet. How does one respond to silence? Keep looking at each other for answers. What do you think about burning? What do you burn when you're drinking? Is it the same as everyone else? We haven't seen a sunrise that made sense to us yet. I doubt we ever will.
Track Name: Outer Heaven
You came over with a week of hangovers, but honestly there's not enough room on the globe. I need a need. I need a need. Oh god, there's another missed call on the phone: another chance thrown down, stomped out; another job another friend. How does it stop? For some money. Two slices a day won't work. We both used to live off one bag of rice in a whole month. Anywhere you can enter is a new domain. Anywhere you can write is a canvas. Anywhere you can leave your things. Anywhere you become a home. Anywhere you can drive across. Anywhere you become a road. You think there's no way to read the future. You think we're alone because you only know the past. Not reading enough to think that hard. Not speaking to others enough to know how to talk. We don't hear we just walk around smiling at signs and leaving our stuff on the ground. Stop talking. It's distracting from action. The people you brought here need silence-- Lock yourself somewhere, but get the kids out first. Barricade the door. Set everything on fire. Wait 51 days. They'll do it for you. You can't talk about it yet. You can't sleep through 'til noon. You can barely feel weight of your house keys. You aren't well enough to walk. You just cough instead of nod. I keep counting your blinks as a win. We don't give to keep our stock. We don't see inside the dark. We don't even get excited when we eat. Not in the woods behind their house, not in jail if they get out. I don't care if they don't catch me, i don't care.