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WISH YOU WERE HERE
03:52
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HEAVENETTE (VERSION 1)
03:54
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I KNOW THAT YOU'RE A DREAMER
(BEHIND THE VAULT)
TO FIND OUT WHERE TO GO?
WRINGING MY HANDS
(RAINING FROM THE GATE,
VESSEL TO SHINE!)
AM I THE FRAME OF GLASS
OR AM I THE BODY ITSELF?
AM I WOUND THE I LEAVE
OR THE FOOD I SWALLOW?
OUR FIRST NIGHT
WOUND UP!
COULDN'T I STAY
ALL NIGHT?
WHO IS THE CLOUDS?
WHO IS THE SPICE?
(STICKING SWEET, TO LEARN MY HOUSE...)
I'LL TRY AND MAP YOU OUT!
MOUTH PARTED, HELD BACK
THEN, FOR NOW
(I THANK YOU FOR THIS SPIRIT)
AM I THE FRAME OF GLASS
OR AM I THE BODY ITSELF?
AM I THE WOUND I LEAVE
OR THE FOOD I SWALLOW?
AM I THE FRAME OF GLASS
OR AM I THE BODY ITSELF?
AM I THE WOUND I LEAVE
OR THE FOOD I SWALLOW?
OUR FIRST NIGHT
WOUND UP!
COULDN'T I STAY
ALL NIGHT?
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IT'S MY LIFE
04:50
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FUR
06:32
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PUTRID CANTA SWELL
FLEX, LOOM
GRIEVING SONG WRUNG UNTO THE HOME
CHASM TO GRAFT TO ROMANCE
REMEMBER NOW, IF YOU CAN
THE TERROR OF A NEW SONNET:
HE HUMS HIS LUST
LICK THE FUR
SOOTHE THE WOUND
LICK THE FUR
SOOTHE THE WOUND
OR, FOR WINTER'S BLESSING
LIGHT ON ME
ONYX NEST OF GLASS
COLOSSUS STRUCK DUMB
WITH CHARMS
SPOKEN BETWEEN THE THIGH, AT THE
CROOK OF THIS GUT -
"ABYSSAL LECTURN, TONGUE LASH!
AND ME, POUR THE SOUNDS OVER ME!
WEAVE LANGUAGE THROUGH ME!"
LOGOS BESTRIDES THE WRITTEN AND THE SUNG
FOR HEAVEN'S DELIGHT, DEMONIC TONGUE
HE HUM'S HIS LUST:
SYRUP'S KISS, SYRUP'S KISS!
I FEEL HIGH
OR, FOR SUMMER'S BANE
SIP ON THIS PANACEA
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GLOSS
04:58
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I DON'T WANT TO SCARE YOU
BUT IT FEELS LIKE YOU GOT HERE
JUST IN TIME
PRINCE WITH SWEETEST HISS
'CAN I DO THAT TOO?'
YES ANGEL, I HOPE YOU DO
I DON'T WANT TO SCARE YOU
FOR BITTER BARD ISN'T BLUEBEARD
AS THOUGH IT MAY APPEAR
I'M HERE FOR THE CURTAIN CALL
(HANDS AND KNEES)
GLOSS, BABY
I LIKE IT WHEN YOU TALK WITH YOUR MOUTH FULL
X2
COOL-SLATE-DAWN SLIP INTO
VELVET BODY DRAWN EXQUISITE
BRIGHT BLUE MORNING
ARROW KNOCKED,
SURELY AIM
RIGHT BETWEEN MY EYES
GLOSS, BABY
I LIKE IT WHEN YOU TALK WITH YOUR MOUTH FULL
X4
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ACHE (GESTALT VERSION)
04:00
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IN THE DEVIL'S PALM
BORN IN AN INSTANT
FOR THE BITTER ROE
IT'S EVEN BELLIGERENCE
FOR THE OLDEN DAYS
FOR THE OLDEN WAYS
FOR CLASSROOM'S ELEGY
CAN NEITHER BE
SIMPLE OR KNOWN
IT'S IMPOSSIBLE TO ME
BECAUSE, IF I WERE TO BE
A PERFECT MAN
THEN MAYBE YOU COULD SEE
MY GUTS!
IN AN EFFIGY
IT SEEMS IMPOSSIBLE TO ME
THAT I SHOULD BE
INSIDE YOU!
(I'M NOT KEEPING BOTH OF THESE STONES)
ALONG
I MISSED THE BROADCAST, ALREADY
I MISSED THE BROADCAST, ALREADY
I MISSED THE BROADCAST, ALREADY
I MISSED THE BROADCAST, ALREADY
WITH A POCKET FULL OF BALLAST, I SUNG!
I LOVE YOU!
I MISS IT ALL!
IT'S NEVER GOING TO BE THE SAME
I HAVE TO SINK TO THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE
IT'S NEVER GOING TO BE THE SAME
I HAVE TO SINK TO THE BOTTOM OF THE LAKE
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