1. |
Maker
04:19
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I’m one of those
Who makes things
But it’s never been of much use
I’m one of those
Who makes things
A notion I’ve tried to disabuse
But it’s refused
I’m one of those
Who makes things
But it’s just the part I hide away
I’m one of those
Who makes things
Just enough to make me strange
With some shame
But we’re going to be here for awhile
So here it is for what it’s worth
It’s not my worth it’s just what I make
I’m one of those
Who makes things
It keeps the static in the air
I’m one of those
Who makes things
My whole attempt to be halfway there
And not break the stare
Don’t break the stare
I won’t break the stare
It’s not my worth it’s just what I make
It’s just what I make
I’m one of those who makes things
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2. |
Strange Loop
04:14
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Things just seem to keep happening
All made up and then all let out
One thing always leads to another
There’s something and something
Then another
There might be a door
And it might be ajar
And it might just let the whole world in
One thing always leads to another
There’s something and something
Then another
You’re doing well you’re doing well
You’re doing well you’re doing well
Well you take it
And you may get something else
So you take it
And you make it something else
But you take it
And you may get something else
So you take it
And you make it something else
It’s a strange loop
You don’t decide which side it falls on
Just practice the act of holding off and holding on
One thing always leads to another
There’s something and something
Then another
You’re doing well you’re doing well
You’re doing well you’re doing well
Well you take it
And you may get something else
So you take it
And you make it something else
But you take it
And you may get something else
So you take it
And you make it something else
It’s a strange loop
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3. |
Every Week
03:44
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Why do you get all that?
You said to yourself
To another just like yourself
With another day to pick it all apart yourself
Just another day to pick it all apart yourself
Don’t always have to self correct
Or perfect all of that loneliness
With another day of selfish self-defense
Just another day of selfish self-defense
If only Thanksgiving was every week
We’d be watching all the floats
In the parade
We’d be saving ourselves from ourselves
We’d be light as a bear
Light as a bear
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4. |
Desire
04:01
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I don’t need to tell you what desire does
I’m not just talking about a lover
We dig one hole so we can fill another
I don’t need to tell you what desire does
I’m not just talking about an end
We break some things
So we can watch them bend
I don’t need to tell you
But this is what we do
It’s what we do
Like fireflies in a jar
With broken hearts that glow
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5. |
Last Night
03:39
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Last night I was headed for the coast
I don’t remember which one
Never made it out my door
Last night there were prisons in my dreams
But I was just visiting
Some poor souls there
Last night up against you in the dark
You said you couldn’t find me
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6. |
Glass
04:51
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People always want the heart of their lover
What more could you take from another?
It seems be a stifling thing
As if to ask for their heart in glass
But I will make one for you
Like a nest or a poem
That holds all that is home
With all of the good I have
I’m not sure about mine
Feels like it could break at anytime
And when I don’t think it can last
I put my heart in glass
But I will make one for you
Like a nest or a poem
That holds all that is home
With all of the good I have
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7. |
Smarm
03:08
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We often find ourselves
Bogged down in the smarm
With all the edges dulled
So they don’t leave a mark
The precious just made precious
They are just trying
To keep us from harm
Like children made safe
With beauty and charm
The precious just made precious
Up against the wall
It’s painted with aphorisms
We do not fit the rules
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8. |
This Skin
05:27
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When the cotton fields
Took root in the city
They swam in the briars
We stoked the fires
Pointed at the flames in their eyes
And even then it was a long time coming
They marched for their lives
We put the dogs to their wives
Hung a noose round the prize
There’s a feeling that I don’t belong in this skin
When it’s wrapped up in a feeling that we could win
Against the Other
There’s no Other
There’s just struggle
And even now it’s all held down in the past
And we can’t breathe
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9. |
Bugs
03:48
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The world melted on me
And I swallowed it up
And now I’m full of these
Tiny little bugs
They tell me what to do
They tell me how to love
And they won’t let me end
All that I’ve had enough of
The world melted on me
And it came like a flood
And I’m washed away like those
Tiny little bugs
I click and I sing
I burn in the blood
And I cannot shed
All that I’ve had enough of
Exo endo skeleton
Stepped on stepping on
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10. |
Koan
03:52
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It’s clear as a koan
What have you gone and done?
Before you’re gone and done
It’s clear as a koan
What ripples do you make?
What moves you through?
What makes you more than just a thought?
After thought, after thought
What makes it you?
Something pressed into a shape
It’s clear as a koan
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11. |
Right Here
05:45
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The times I left you far from me
I would drift out past the divide
And with the fights that were a part of me
It must have felt like I’d disappear in the night
And you were right
But I got by
Because it’s good to know
That it’s good to know
That I’m right here
I’m right here
The love that you gave to me
Was more love than I could ever throw away
And with enough of your faith in me
I felt enough to not fully slip away
And you would wait
And I could change
Because it’s good to know
That it’s good to know
That I’m right here
I’m right here
And you don’t know
Where I go
No you don’t know
Where I go
But I’m right here
I’m right here
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BK Irwin Ann Arbor, Michigan
Art/post/indie rock for these strange days
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