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Limb Visitation
03:19
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i could cough but i concur
to be an exclusive is to be a disaster
swallowing drugs i fell to your tongues
exiting quickly i'm running west sideways
to say you don't think straight i'm telling you think so
i dig as you covered you were always a sty
through what has been said, you'll cover your eyes
and ensure that i think straight
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2. |
A Window In Range
01:38
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Five times 'round the track she said I'm saving my dimes
Patience creep and tell a secret shoved below your belt
I want everyone to hear it
A pellet melted askew a question in severed redemption it goes
I fear I'll never fear it
A castle abroad a shipment so long what's taking up all of my spirit
I guess I stayed too long
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You
Loving you
You grain my wooded teeth down to salt
You
Hating You
You promised everything was your fault
Not at all
Even shocked
No times shot
I'm seeing you strange
And I'm afraid that I can't even see straight
I'm seeing you strange
And I'm afraid that I can't even see straight this time
You
Missing You
You missed the point I think, I think I know
You
Seeing You
Your outline shows itself under sheets
You
Dismissing your frame
You sit out on your porch spelling names
You
I'm seeing you strange
And I'm afraid that i can't even see straight
You
I'm seeing you strange
I see you taking pictures from across the pond
You
I'm seeing you strange
And from another plane existence seems fine
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A Prison Plane
03:51
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Another one drowns in the deep end of a bad joke
Held on the frayed rope's scold
I will never repeat myself again
Hangs high, laugh hard, and never let go
I guess it's found me
Mouse thru, sharpen your claws, it pierced, who knew
A day lost I climbed aboard the ship
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and so it begins
the idle time of waking shy and wishing i hadn’t spoke of anything the day before
it was hard to build plains
of heartache of black bones of everything and for once in my life i had felt not a tick
sucking me dry in the most poetic way it could think of
i’ll regret this
much like i had the other inch of entries
reaching my bloody hangnailed arms in a cross above my head, pleading for forgiveness
you picked at my hair like it was grass you were keeping green through a season’s change
not like you’d forget what that looked like
i was walking and counting them on my hands
i’m struggling to keep us awake in a true trash fashion that i hadn’t believed would come full swing
and low and behold it did on your station wagon’s racing stripes
i shouted they were all fakes
i got hit on the head and thrown into the sea with waves that shook in the same ways your shoulders did on homecoming night
i remembered
i watched
and i smiled
my tear duct froze in the downtown sun as you passed by
while i shouted your name in simple slithered syllables
cold and disillusioned on the bottom of your feet
i’d travel far but only for a second look at where I live right now
my sights on the ground counting my steps in what ever direction i blindly intended on heading
i’d forget my intentions
talking to no one but mother and father through letters i’d forgotten to address anywhere
i’d wash my hollow body on the beaches from the backs of the postcards
observing a balloon released from someone’s hand
with a glass bottle tied below it crashing to the ground
Instead i’ll stay in here the darkness and ignore them without an excuse
we both jumped in two different directions
up
down
for only a minute at a time after getting tired, thirsty
the sun shrouded by clouds dried the rain from under the taut, coiled fabric
i felt it would rip at any second
shredded at the husk
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Upstairns
01:25
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8. |
It Will Change You Back
02:46
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My left hand moves forward
To my right
Like soft serve it in class
You art your nails in the back of my head
Falling to the ground
To another place
It's irreversible
Your plastic chain hangs low
And he's too old for you
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9. |
Neak
05:40
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you tripped in
appearing so
out of work
feeling rings
through my hands
from the phone
deer they hang
ankles thin
from the hunt
shunned by cold
motherhood
closed the door
and in a decade i’ll come and find you
inside of nothing and what have you brought home
we’ll reach perfection in other bodies
oceans and cities the rain it has not stopped
a different distance in two weeks time now
and never enter these clothes we’ll pine in grey
eaten whole
twelve years old
was it so
transporting
peacefully
in a storm
bleeding chores
we switched roles
i was there
and in a decade i’ll come and find you
inside of nothing and what have you brought home
we’ll reach perfection in other bodies
oceans and cities the rain it has not stopped
a different distance in two weeks time now
and never enter these clothes we’ll pine in grey
lock up so i don’t see you again
copy a key and keep three so sweetly
and ever leisurely you’ll call my name
only in dreams i’ve kept it this clean
and in a decade i’ll come and find you
inside of nothing and what have you brought home
we’ll reach perfection in other bodies
oceans and cities the rain it has not stopped
a different distance in two weeks time now
and never enter these clothes we’ll pine in grey
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10. |
Smoke In The Boys Room
02:27
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Prathloons Chicago, Illinois
Prathloons is the Chicago-based songwriting project of Collin Dall. His songwriting layers poetic, melancholic lyrics atop glacial arrangements on guitar, drums, piano, & violin. The songs reminisce on the mess of getting old, the woes of life-long relationships, & accepting that the meaning of our time on earth is simpler than we think: to love and listen, and to hope for the same in return. ... more
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