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Confessions Of An Empty Bird

from Troubadour by rickoLus

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lyrics

What happens when the inks all gone
Our names forget themselves
Our bodies flutter to the ground
And all we know will melt count the times
She left the jars out on the porch without the lids
He found the holes in all her shoes
No matter where she hid them

Laying down in the old yard one late summer
Before the smoke from mothers blisters had stained the blue
With bleach a virgin of surgery
He can’t eat anything
Chained to dirty pillows
He can smell the sun on her skin
When she comes in

All they ever told me was to listen to my body
Now my body’s full of holes and empty birds
No one has advice for someone
Smitten by the ice
We sit and chase the thing we know will soon be gone

A sin I must confess to you
She spoke without her teeth
Would you could you breathe into me that youth I used to be
Oh no
Oh no
I’m afraid
Its done
The tar has taken our wheels
And no one has the tools anymore
To explain the way it feels

She hears him blink in a dark room
Whispering below the sheets
When the river runs from marathon
Our fingers will be free to touch the edge of everything
I would give anything
The daughter spoke skeleton keys
As the end was beginning
Singing

And all he ever wanted was to always be exploding
Like the phantom of Godiva on the street
Running over neon idols with the giggling contra
Why did anyone give anything to me

Peel the skin off
Of all the things that I believe
String their organs up
Naked in the eyes of forgotten trees
Fold our clothes up somewhere
No one bleeds or breathes
Let us call the world back
When we decide what it will be

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from Troubadour, released October 23, 2013
bassoons by Anthony Anurca

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