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city (may9)
06:40
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I know a city that cradles me on its shoulders
Its nails are blackened, with asphalt and morning-after pukers
Its alleys are heady, with odours that make you take cover
Its night bus abandons, while sweet grass and street smoke still hovers
But now, the wind is louder than you'd like but colder now you're older
Streetcar deafening the night you called me Other
Brimming beer and sweet perfume, he became bolder
Streetcar deafening the night you called me Other
I know a city that cradles me on its shoulders
Its towers birth nightly, and screw in the un-subwayed hours
Its teeth are unhinging, gnawing new tastes to change its demeanour
It's fighting back daily, with arrows like poison-tipped lovers
But now, the wind is louder than you'd like but colder now you're older.
Streetcar deafening the night you called me Other
Brimming beer and sweet perfume, he became bolder
Streetcar deafening the night you called me Other
I know a city that cradles me on its shoulders
It let me down May ninth in an alleyway at Dundas and Bathurst
Bruising and broken, I crawled to where cab light still glimmered
Savage and drunken, he fled to a subway, the coward
But cities aren't people, people aren't cities
Cities aren't people, people aren't cities
Yet we fuck them both bloody
Treat trauma with apathy
Give our trust wrongly
All the same.
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2. |
2gthr_othr
01:02
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3. |
18-24
01:42
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4. |
maiden_crook_crone
06:03
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I am maiden, crook and crone
I see things no king doth know
breeding water, scalded throne
young on the rooftops suckling bone
fracture air and stay with me
cauterize this open seed
mingle in a memory
wanton subject, want to bleed
think of what means you not here
garden where you culled in fear
mystic creaking, solid spear
in the ending-- eyes to ears
I am maiden crook and crone
I see things no king doth know
breeding water, scalded throne
young on the rooftops
suckling bone
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5. |
Vermillion (with u)
04:41
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I am vermillion with you
crooked chameleon, untrue
cracked black obsidian, through and through
I am vermillion with you
You turned me Vermillion
with nothing else in between
a crooked chameleon, stained dream
cracking black obsidian, unseamed
you turned me vermillion with nothing else in between
you turned me vermillion
I am vermillion with you
crooked chameleon, untrue
cracked black obsidian, through and through
I am vermillion with you
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6. |
Neither doe or a lady
00:41
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7. |
add vvantage
01:02
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8. |
Misogymystic
05:34
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First time this train has been late in a decade
Jarred into action, lips red gobs of marmalade
Poetic distance of your thighs to my waist
Two litres in, drop the curtain of silken chaste
Sublet the next note, minority project
Woke up the braun way, from eating his insect
Plasticized privilege this hairclip's in undertoe
Fleshily fading, your fingers the first to go
Late in the cups of saturn's day
Rigid, each faction a victim-blame
Taught unto fear- turn a cunt to a cul-de-sac
Sooner is later, these turnarounds will break your backs
Misogymystic, these stockings have runs
Encrusted, collated, sunshine shun
Victims are victors
victims are victors
we stand
we stand til the last strum
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9. |
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Six years ago somebody broke my piano
(yes they did)
I didn't mean for us to live on
(on all gone)
He took me to the woodshed
(so broken)
All alone
(how can these hands live)
How can I live on
(almost)
Almost crimes
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10. |
decerebrate.PervertCrush
01:26
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11. |
demancipate.AnyBody
03:50
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I'd like to say I don't need anybody, but we all need somebody right
I'd like to say I don't need something but we all need somebody right
I'd like to say I don't need anybody, but we all need a body right
I'd like to say I don't need something but we all need somebody right
(Ring and spit, even float
Ring and spit, even float
Pulse width, purse path, grief it low
Pulse width, purse, pathed, grieve it out
Guard it, watch it flow
Bring each player round the bend
Look at the dough)
I see his mouth on my score puckered pursed
Four hands crossing over, arhythmically versed
Wet mascara leaves lines like a staff
On my palms, I will drag it, for a page is a path
We tumbled out streetwise when lighting was few
Doubled in tender, dappled in lieu
Of the blossom between us, its stems stocked with ice
The petals unmarked but red, culling surprise
I'd like to say I don't need anybody but we all need something right
I'd like to say I don't somebody but we all need something right
I'd like to say I don't need anybody but we all need something right
I'd like to say I don't---
Do you want this body
Do you want this body
do you want this body?
Please someone take this body
I don't want this body
I don't want this body
I don't want this body
Do you want me
me
me
me
This body
Please someone take this body
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12. |
Sea Beau Toronto, Ontario
sea beau was beau cassidy (vox/keys), ben fukuzawa (drums), pat sloan (guitar). rest in paradigms sea beau
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