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Noone
03:30
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Have you ever seen God before she started breathing?
skin the color of aubergine
then evolution kicks in, forgetting it's some sort of sin
and her lungs color her skin
hoave you ever seen God before she started breathing?
Have you ever seen God breathing through tubes?
ribcage the size of a bird?
His worshippers gather to pray over numbers
have you ever seen God before she started breathing?
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Sane
03:42
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I used to want to be wanted, now I just want to be sane
I used to want to be haunted, now I'm not sure
I can take the pain
Live was I ere I saw evil,
now I do not wonder at all
This chemistry , this beast
I have seen the dark center
Live was I ere I saw evil,
now I do not wonder at all
and I'm afraid
I cannot see through the grey wall
of what I was like before I lost my shit
I cannot climb the gray peace wall,
all I've left is to lob molotovs over it
and I'm afraid
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Half Yr Face
03:03
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I've grown afraid
Of the same damn highway
I drive it every day
To see half of yr face
I'm just another tube
Stuck in your body
I'm not fluids nor food
I don't belong
we named a small new woman
a a small new beast in the kingdom
just today some cops held guns up to children
and cursed their dark skin
will you soon curse us
for this world we have named you in?
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Chemicals
03:09
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Christ the elect
has forgiven my rent
but when will my brain's chemicals relent
God may forgive
but the body does not forget
when will my brain's chemicals relent?
in soil, in sweat
the bruised reed is bent
when has the rain not gotten us wet?
there's mud in our bones
and blood in our plans
when have we not been let down by my hands?
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Mothers
03:00
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You should be one of the smiling mothers
Wheeled down through the revolving doors
With Flowers and nurses and phone photographers
Potent husbands with which you'd never grow bored
the parkway the parking lot
the lift and the doors
the washing of our hands
there is nothing more
the beeping of the heart
the breath inside the tubes
the flesh of our flesh
never untethered from the cords
You shouldn't have to be watching her numbers
Like the shadows of the kids you can't save
You bare your breasts in our plastic nest
Our flesh and blood tries to eat without choking it away
I can never know the kick inside you
Nor can I convince you my weak seed's to blame
We both stare alone out on our flat unchosen home
Until the void can respond with our names
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Absolutions
03:46
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Christ under a marble canopy
Pressed by the sky, plaza-throned
Rung with the thousand
Keeping-blinks of visitors phones
Past the polite militia
Inside the tourism booths
I ditched my companions
And their crudities, to root
If you're like me - loneliness is a feast
Praying broken Latin with an unseen priest
In the bowels of a hospital lobby
In the annoying tourist colony
breaking the bread of His body
And counting the pulse of His bloody wrist
I'm always praying for solutions
But His only answer is a silent kiss
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I'd Rather Die
02:59
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I'd rather die than be embarrassed
I've known that since I was a kid
And I've never gotten over it
I'd rather die than be embarrassed
eyes be closed and no one is there
but if i tell you what i am now
this new beast will just dissolve in the air
Do you remember when I was afraid
Of the knives - I'd always want them outta sight
Strong men take the body they're given
And send their minds off to hell or heaven
Mine has stayed sun-shaded and riven
Spaded dirt that no spirit would live in
How long can I go
Where no one knows
My compline prayer
My sweet little pill
I just never taste it
But I'd rather die
Than be embarrassed
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Kerygma Blues
03:12
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It's said you are
A brake-less truck of wrath
With the velocity of history
You cannot help your need
To split me under your wheels
So I will run from you
Just like my friends do
I think I have heard you
Placeless bare whispers
Redemption of the body
Substance silence
No moment neglects you
So who are You?
And can I run to You?
Can I bring my friends too?
Will You crush us?
Will You collect us?
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The Needs
03:36
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You are all I need
Well, You and medicine and sleep
Can I quiet the demon
And keep the Ghost?
You are all I need
And money for bills
Insurance for pills
You are all i need
we keep saying it but I'm coming clean
You are all I need
Is not what I mean
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A Canopy Hymn
03:20
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Prayers that hit the ceiling
No hole in the roof
To let them out or let us in
Brother of all the forsaken
Your hands have plenty of room
to let her rest for one minute
If God is love
Then you won't remember this
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Young Weather Atlanta, Georgia
Young Weather is the project of Dustin Ragland & various collaborators in both studio and live settings through the years. Wrapping ambient electronic sound with a meter-hopping acoustic rhythm section - all around allusion-heavy lyricism.
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