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Pentagonal Corners
04:49
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I blame my jealousy
on the tiled pentagonal corners
I blame my impatience
on the countless nautical miles
I blame my lack of focus
on the painful reminders
I blame my apathy
on maps too obscure to be read properly
Pentagonal corners
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Nancy Reagan
07:38
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Hannah bathed in lamplight, wheels are spinning
Maggie hides away when we are eating
I’ll describe the roads you’ve never driven,
I’m carless and I’m blind but that’s a given
Nancy, Nancy, Nancy, Nancy Reagan
I can’t remember how I chose your name again
Nala used the voice that we invented
The voice I’ll use to sing to you when laughter isn’t
I’m not dead, but what’s the difference?
Melodrama thrives in distance
Ollie gets my manga when I’m…
Sammy gets old drawings instead,
Chloe was gone for three months
When I learned that the distance has a way of going to your head
Nancy, Nancy, Nancy, Nancy Reagan
I can’t remember how I chose your name again
Nala used the voice that we invented
The voice I’ll use to sing to you when laughter isn’t
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My Words (not yours)
04:52
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My words not yours, to my surprise,
My words not yours, though you disguise them
Algorithmic functions, words carefully chosen
But you cover them, But you cover them up
You scream my name is silent ways,
Distant murmurs, pocket vibrations
You steal the attention intended for the one I’m with
And make that one friend say “I told you so”
Jeez, let it go please
I forgot to write my name on my belongings
The problem was words so charming
Distance as polish to my knowledge
The syllables, the digital scribbles my thumbs did
Assorted sordid topics, what Monk said,
Japan, ego, escapist, morbid
I’ll admit it to prove it’s what I said
I’ll admit it to prove it’s what I said
My words not yours, to my surprise.
My words not yours, though you disguise them.
Algorithmic functions, words carefully chosen.
But you cover them, but you cover them up.
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Water Wears
04:38
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The water wears the waves as its skin
The water wears the waves as its skin
The ocean’s an old woman
And I’m trying to go back again
The water wears the waves as its skin
The water wears the waves as its skin
The ocean’s an old woman,
I have a stone, can’t keep it from drying up
I’m trying to go back again.
The ocean wears the waves as its skin
The ocean wears the waves as its skin
The ocean’s an old woman,
I’m trying to go back again.
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Terrible Machine
06:35
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Dancing in a room we’re not allowed
Fake-sleeping on the couch I’m not too proud
Swimming in a pool too close to sand
You’ve got better news, but mine’s not bad
You leaving at night’s a slippery road
Screaming in the park’s more real than running home
Sneaking up the stairs is my ideal
Waiting in the car makes me feel peculiar
Oh the Red Sea is a terrible machine
One hundred feet of snow in July is the dream
When it’s raining I want to see you
In the middle of the night when it doesn’t make sense to
Diving through the dark into the sea
We’re looking at the water differently than before
Tell me everything when we’re alone
Please tell everything when we’re alone
Oh the Red Sea is a terrible machine
One hundred feet of snow in July is the dream
When it’s raining I want to see you
In the middle of the night when it doesn’t make sense to
Can you find a way?
Can you find another answer?
Hurry, it can’t wait,
Hurry, can’t you see you’re bleeding?
Can we find a way?
Can we find a better method?
Terrible machine,
Terrible machine, I’m waiting
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relic 1: My Words
01:19
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Days
03:19
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Together in our second city
You didn’t have to visit me here
You found your way like climbing up
the midnight stairs of cemetery shrines
the glistening pools it sometimes bathes in
back again by indecision
back to Len who told us what we know
I dropped it on the floor without you
Alone I found it in my pocket
And you’re so helpless when you’re in a daze
You could not tell me what it said
It read in pen, on strange lined paper
Days as in what keeps us separate
Folded like a Rorschach butterfly
I gave into and you unto me
The roof, the sky, the territory
Uncharted, but I’ve cried before
The song was playing where I thought you’d be
And at the pace of our hearts beating
Climbing stairs with darkness fearing
Thinking of the next time we might be
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Ichigo Ichie
06:36
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At the pace of our heartbeats
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Penultima
09:12
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Near the corridor, a train roars by inciting sorrow
Just a disguise to hide away from tomorrow’s wounds
A forced embrace, commence the chase I’ve learned to keep my distance
But bike-ride breeze dries teary eyes; the wind is wiser than I could hope to be
We climbed a fence to satisfy your reckless craving.
In response to the question of our detour’s dead end.
Oh, your embrace of the neighboring tree,
I tried, and failed, to go so gracefully.
On the other side ten feet of weeds to scratch our legs
Back to the place from which we came you hold my hand.
The traps she laid just fallen things from her mother’s pocket
We’re almost home just for the night, see the moon through a past lover’s necklace
When the sun falls the heat doesn’t subside
Seems you’re the same, but for now I’m still terrified
Even gorgeous words are meaningless without the right intention
You acquiesce my skeptical eyes and mirror my sentiment with beautiful lies
You teach me to cover our tracks before we make them
A book unbound by time’s constraint I’ve heard won’t remain empty somehow
Stonewall, coffee, Centre, equal, seesaw, light rain, late night, perfect day
Blue book, pedal, Harris, grey or gray, CBB, all at once, head in my lap, run away
For each thing I don’t miss, I miss one million things
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Jordan Caroompas Brooklyn, New York
jordan caroompas is a musician, writer, and animator based in brooklyn. they eat food, often for enjoyment.
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