how i love you densely so it’s my special nasal Os a certain richness of the tone that exits powerfully and slow how I love you, yeah, you’ll always know that on days it’s a mess an apartment of unrest I feel the love in empty chests A trash bin used to hold the rest How I love you, When I show what’s not my best Or my chambers of those Who scraped by in years I hold I’ve sensed the warmth, and known the cold I drank a thousand beers alone How I love you As the crease within the fold A space beneath Area in which we keep to our lives and what they bring I drift off and there you’ll be How I love you Though I know we are distinct _______ In the middle of the night I was sleeping sitting up When a doctor came to tell me, "Enough is enough." He brought me out into the hall, I could have sworn it was haunted And told me something that I didn't know that I wanted: To hear that there was nothing that I could do to save you The choir's gonna sing, and this thing is gonna kill you Something in my throat made my next words shake And something in the wires made the light-bulbs break There was glass inside my feet and raining down from the ceiling It opened up the scars that had just finished healing It tore apart the canyon running down your femur I thought that it was beautiful, it made me a believer And as it opened I could hear you howling from your room But I hid out in the hall until the hurricane blew When I reappeared and tried to give you something for the pain You came to hating me again and just sang your refrain: You had a new dream, it was more like a nightmare You were just a little kid, and they cut your hair Then they stuck you in machines, you came so close to dying They should have listened, they thought that you were lying Your daddy was an asshole and he fucked you up Built the gears in your head, now he greases them up And no one paid attention when you just stopped eating "Eighty-seven pounds!" and this all bears repeating _______ in some time i’ll be alive after bumpy rides carrying bliss like spring break tides carrying bliss through the winter skies in some time i’ll catch the surprise [whenever this subsides] in some time we’ll butt heads eating frito pie by the whistling speeds of the western flies take me with the hollowness inside in some time, i will surely die [and in a grave we’ll lie] _______ [follow your nose watch the refrigerator close feel the cold down to your toes as angels lower down the rope how i love you is how the toaster makes the toast the distance between chapel floors and praying knees is how close you are to me strictly metaphorically how i love you, as the verse arrives complete]

Find a picture on your phone Prove there's beauty that we've known Somewhere there's a light to see It's just not inside of me, yeah Have fun out there I know it's so ugly When I fill up with jealousy With jealously And the moon hangs high Like a big "fuck you" I wanna get in touch with you Back in touch with you Pull my knees up to my chin Turn into baby again Hollow like an empty room I try to prove something to you, yeah Have fun out there I know it's so ugly When I fill up with jealousy With jealously And the moon hangs high With a big "fuck you" I wanna get in touch with you Back in touch with you [find a lover on your phone to the right the finger goes on the line, divide by ten enter key to live again find your heartbeat on your own prove there’s light within this stone break my knees, absolve my sin leave me to be born again Have fun up there I know it's sort of bleak When we fill up with entropy With entropy And the moon hangs high With an air of doom I wanna fall in love with you Back in love with you]

Daddy, please hear this song that I sing In your heart there's a spark that just screams For a lover to bring a child to your chest That could lay as you sleep And love all you have left like your boy used to be Long ago wrapped in sheets warm and wet Blister please, with those wings in your spine Love to be with a brother of mine How he would love to find your tongue in his teeth In a struggle to find secret songs that you keep Wrapped in boxes so tight Sounding only at night as you sleep And in my dreams you're alive and you're crying As your mouth moves in mine, soft and sweet Rings of flowers 'round your eyes and I'll love you For the rest of your life when you're ready Brother, see we are one in the same And you left with your head filled with flames And you watched as your brains fell out through your teeth Push the pieces in place Make your smile sweet to see, don't you take this away I'm still wanting my face on your cheek And when we break, we'll wait for our miracle God is a place where some holy spectacle lies When we break we'll wait for our miracle God is a place you will wait for the rest of your life [In the trees I hear whispers of time Through the breeze, love with vigor, sublime And the maidens of grace ascend upward in threes Where the aeroplanes fly, angels, man and machine Wrapped in robes, gold and white Casting only a glow as you sleep And in my arms you're afraid and you're crying For the six thousandth time in a week But I know you’re okay and not dying We remember our lives, warm and meek And when we wake, we'll wait for some miracle God is a place where nobody lives, full- or part-time When we die we'll lay in the bleeding fields God is to blame for this cold and unending decline]

You may tire of me as our December sun is setting ‘cause I'm not who I used to be No longer easy on the eyes but these wrinkles masterfully disguise the youthful one below Who turned your way and saw something they were not looking for Both a beginning and an end But now they live inside someone they do not recognize when catching their reflection on accident On the back of a motorbike with your arms outstretched trying to take flight, leaving everything behind But even at our swiftest speed we couldn't break from the concrete in the city where we still reside And I have learned that even landlocked lovers yearn for the sea, like navy men, 'Cause now we say goodnight from our own separate sides like brothers on a hotel bed [yeah, it’s gets tiring i couldn’t blame you for resetting or rolling more vitality it scales unevenly from levels 4 to 29 fundamentals that i have to learn cascading bends the rapids buck and bash against me as i recall how much i owe it’s insurmountable i hope the loan pause lingers on shooting arrows with a broken bow as was prophesized our january sun is rising and we aren’t who we used to be and as we said goodnight from our shrinking separate sides i saw the other hotel bed]

Ooh, my Adeline, ooh Down in Tasmania Where the devil's jaws are far too weak To tear you away Ooh, I wish you well I wish you well Ooh, my Adeline I watch your morning swim again Ooh, Kodachrome blue sky Strokes from patch to warm patch My sweet Adeline Ooh, I wish you well (My Adeline) I wish you well And the old triangle went jingle-jangle All along the Royal Canal My Adeline was swimming Sweet Adeline was singing To the tune of the Royal Canal [Oh, scandinavia Where the metal is far too unkind to be atomized Moon always makes you cry hoax, the hatch of relapse to my hallowed eyes And glial right angles form kindled bangles Along that roaring Canal Those shallow isles be swimming Sweet satellites are singing For the moon and the wholly banal] She's a swim, swimmer Swimmer, swimmer Swim, swimmer Swimmer, swimmer I wish her well (My Adeline) [don’t just stare slack-jawed at those blurry lines]

Oh, there is a house A wonderful lover A satisfied home Hope isn't a word A sudden sad brother And what do you care? And I'll take the pictures If you stay in bed I'll run down the park If you put up your head Don't put up your borderline Oh, there is a house A wonderful lover And what do you care? Four or five years ago I wouldn't believe it I wouldn't receive it And I'll take the stitches You put in my head I'll run down the ark If you put up your head Don't put up your borderline Borderline [oh, here is the house where it all happened and where it all ends forty-five years ago the golden retriever i couldn’t foresee her and i’ll feel the switches you flip in my head and count hits and misses while making our bed and i’ll grant your wishes if you stay in bed and let me untangle your narrative threads some troubled, some borderline] borderline It feels like I'm going to lose my mind