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Subliminal
03:24
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see the world, big enough to live in
if I stop writing off my heart, I know I need it
SUBLIMINAL
where's the other set of headphones?
am I running up the endzone?
take it back or take it forward
I wanna know how to make strokes
say the word, I'll free up a minute
if you'll try running up my heart
and the side of my head is weak
I know the temple's sensitive
auto-soothing is not enough
for my rest to contend with
where's the other set of headphones?
am I writing off the endzone?
take it back or take it forward
I wanna know
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Kill Your Memory
03:37
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picked up the paper glass, grip folds your drink in half
after you clean that
you're back, trapped in the ruse
you've got a patient talking tone, are you sizing up the room?
there's Kyle - he was your best friend
you knew he'd be here again
hello high school lover-flame
bad news, there's nothing there
here's an ancient photograph
you signed it when you didn't care
all of those pieces
they might impersonate me
I know you're different
maybe better than the mystery
I've seen it before
and I see it all the time
every day and each night
there's so much you change and grow apparently
but my own mind won't
not that I would make waves,
while living under changing things
KYM KYM
a|ongside the building waiting like we would've at a show
I've seen a glare popping out from behind your mind
where I wish I was staying
not fair to mention
No I was leaving
on my way out
and as they say now
i will phone you later
phone you later, I won't
no
I'm open to your contact though
call you later
I won't
you've grown and changed apparently
but my own sight won't not that I would make waves
start living under changing things
kill your memory
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No One Knows Her
02:37
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no one knows her like seconds before the grave
absolute search for parties that come close
I dunno how I'm doing myself so well
when I can't tell what losing is like
so give it up anytime, anytime is right
write it off line by line to decide
anytime is a little too light
and from the hallway is light
through the door I invent my way, like it was nothing at all
for sure I cannot say that it was nothing
I would escape by the basement window
but I am worried for other days
no one knows hurt like seconds before the blade
absolute search for parties that come close
I dunno how I'm doing myself so well
When I can't tell what leaving is like
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plain blue
powder white in the right hue
my famous attraction is home again
once you,
weighing in with the fighting chance addictives
uniting nothing open,
way to be the garden,
frozen by the concrete path a crack-addled master planner set
out for only the uncertain
I tame myself constant
with hurried walking
I keep taking
known steps in directions unknown to me
can't quietly complain safely
I spotted the new race lying on the beach
I felt delay to get home
the last day left
I hope it wears away
a pattern under bare surface that I couldn't hit
at habit speed - slower than I once believed,
the furrowed moments take over months to soften
when hard internalized lessons rear their heads
I skate the mid-thawed perimeter rim instead
out so only an uncertain movement could cost it
scared to break through
trying the walking in
with known steps in directions unknown to me
I can't silently compare blatantly
I guarded the new race from dying on the beach
I felt delayed to get home
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did you watch the thinning frost
collected on the lamp you'd tossed
slowly vanish from it's surface
just as it's purpose had disappeared for you in the bright light?
could you finally feel the room
melting also and slowly too
maybe settling beside you
the clearly unoccupied visitor on vacation
it's so much trouble
the way that some things can dissolve
but when you stand through me I'm beside myself
like you talk to me
I'm high by the sound
I'm beside myself
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Hotel #55
03:11
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I learn what to say
after my mind is made up
and adding through getting carried away
towards a distant place
I use the nervous pace too,
too bad, I changed to competing
what's in the way of me saying when you're clever?
nevermind the reason
honestly
no reason needed..
bend
don't break that easily
be more raw
that even treats me well
I'm in love with your prototype
wait ten seconds, I won't be
and I felt like sleeping in a hotel
and found another one out
in the cold themselves
who held another one up
on the tile-packed ground
and kept their talking part down
while I ducked in stealth
and made a run at the wall
and the book lined shelves
I flicked the lobby light off
like I knocked myself out
What's in the way?
nothing
you're free to say things that matter
it's okay
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I'm Sick
02:16
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I'm sick
I'm sick of being sorry, it's always such a boring thing to be
I'm sick
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I saw the dry rice bulge on the etiquette line,
praised needs taken
I felt the humourless human-bot
bomb through the doorway, then make it seem like no one listened
to their finer progressions,
made in small instalments
cute, almost like the modern mable does it,
automatic lean to check the baby crying,
voltage matching your current position
not enough people were watching me burn
through every choice I made
now I keep attention by serving up-and-coming polls
to friends who like debating everything
and I press my morning button-down now
to de-crease it
stand by the window seat with me
but don't follow my lead
I'm heading into nature but not totally
more like shirking city thoughts
while waiting on the bus
I got a job, it keeps me concerned
that I'll work too hard
and I'll lose the nerve you wanna learn
man, that'd be a wrong turn
torn litter-paper wrestles the bin
but that's where it belongs
the place that it is in, so stop it
scan down my outfit, closing the door
smooth operator of the working force
(plain news heaves from the traffic-warm sides
of the route I'm taking
and something told me to beam at the girl
close to the subway staircase entrance instead of distancing
her and all the people
I'm watching them while they're turning
into the daily dust
same as most did before us
could this way be a thing I trust,
never knowing where it came from?)
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9. |
Allan
01:58
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heaven for real
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10. |
Hard Done By
03:09
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a calm night with all bad weather
the young beginner has had it better
the leap that takes you forward has become a crawl now
a strike, a fade, amazing how
the glow, the daze it all burns out
that picture on the shelf
yes it was a real time
but now no longer seems real to me
hard done by, by the edge of the bank
I greet myself with the silent treatment
old but remembered I know at least mine
won't be dimming out of line easy
the blank it echoed, and went like thunder
or warm vibrato turned into summer
it wasn't what we made but in the empty night
it was all we talk about
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11. |
Misfire
02:51
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I felt akin to a guardian
the sides of every sentiment have to be protected
you see
with love to my falling friends, I need to turn attention on me
hating indifference, not to seem different
maybe it's the distance I need
I slide low in my seat and look towards a seasonal freeze
everyone's talking at the conference of bright light
waiting while debating which old method is right
I decide it's wrong when you name it like the song
you can't force a fire to light
I give up
(I sit close to your heating pad, this comfort makes it be better, it's quite something, life with such comforts, simple defences, it's so fair to make use of the modern tools and I love to keep up with the times when it serves me right)
fire
don't just stand next to it
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Heaven For Real Halifax, Nova Scotia
band contact:
heavenforreals@gmail.com
label: elysse@mintrecs.com
band pic by
Ariel Bader-Shami
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