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sleep for me
05:02
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Sleep for Me
you don’t sleep much for yourself
but you sleep so well for me
your weight
and breath
and scent
are safe round here
your sleep is sound round here
there needn’t be a sound here
but a famished sigh
and a laugh that sates all hunger
sleep, sleep for me
and I’ll stay awake to keep you safe
you don’t sleep much for yourself
but here you can rest
you can hide
you can sleep through the night
I’ll be right by your side
to draw the fever from all of your dreams
sleep,sleep for me
and I’ll stay awake to keep you safe
and pray to the sleepless saints
to keep vigil here with me
you don’t sleep much for yourself
but you sleep so well for me
I’ll keep myself between you and the dawn
and the rude light that calls you on
to a day that is just an ache in the bones of the sky
a day that’s just an ache in the skull of the night
sleep, sleep for me
and I’ll stay awake to keep you safe, keep you safe through the cold, and the dark of the night
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hand in hand
05:10
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Hand in Hand
Hand in hand
The sky will marry us
Avalanche will bury us
Hand in hand
Hand in hand
The sky will marry us
Avalanche will bury us
The avalanche will carry us
To a bed beneath the snow
The vicar voice of wind and rain
The welkin’s choking collar is broken
But our vows are not
Not our vows
Not our vows
Not our vows
We are lying here
Hand in hand
Hand in hand
Bound together hand to hand
The sky will marry us
Avalanche will bury us X 2
We are not victims
Of the prayer of hours
Pricks of light through vaulted bone
Are just a memory
We are safe and alone
As we lie in our bed of snow
Hand in hand
Hand in hand
Bound together hand to hand
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3. |
romans
05:21
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Romans
Romans kiss
Then kill with hands and fingers
Slip the tongue between the teeth
With little venom stingers
[bar] Romans made the art that makes me sink
Romans conquer
And corso wanders
Romans stole god from our mouths
You studied under Romans
[bar] The art that sets my mouth to move
Romans could slip some mercy
Between my ribs
Did they know what you would do with their invention
[bar] The seat of the soul is in your mouth
Romans smashed faces into faces
And teeth made war
Then tongues forgave
[bar] But took the flaming hearts for slaves
Romans woke the dead
And made the dead
And gave us reasons
For the blood we shed
You studied under Romans
[bar] The art that makes me weak
I could never say no to Romans
And everything they taught
And all the pain they wrought upon the world
Mouths never burned till the Romans fed them fire
You drank from their forges
And now my mouth is burned
Now everything has turned into water
And our chins are dripping with the mess
You studied under Romans
[bar] And turned your tongue into a weapon
that stabbed me in the breast.
You studied under Romans
The art that put us to the lash
That sets my mouth to water
Led millions to the slaughter
And turned cities into ash
You must have studied under Romans
Because
My mouth is drunk on your mouth
And I don’t think my breath will last
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4. |
on waking
02:11
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On Waking
Kiss me once after you wake
and once before you leave
I’ll fall right back to sleep
and stitch you in my dreams
there is sorrow on waking
and fear before sleeping
kiss me once when you wake
and once before leaving
when sleep cannot find me
I’m not where I should be
at your back
with a hand on your waist
and breathing the breath that you’re breathing
there is sorrow on waking
and fear before sleeping
the day shakes as it’s aching
tears on the cheek of the night as the stars are all weeping
the days become hungry
and I become famished
but I’m finished with eating
sleep only comes
with my hand on your hip
while I’m breathing the air that you’re breathing
save me my sorrow
and fear of the evening
just kiss me once when you wake
and once before leaving.
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5. |
harvest of snow
03:34
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summer’s finally gone
my crop is strong
I’m bringing it home for my love
I’m bringing it home for our table, and bed
I’m bringing home my harvest of snow
a gift of white
makes eyes so clear
and freezes tears
to cheeks of a ripeness
bodies were made to blush sparkle shine glow harvest of snow
at winter’s touch.
I’m bringing it home for our table and bed
I’m bringing it home for my love
l am reaping the tears of a hundred years
the stalks of sleet, and fruits of frost
we’re far past the oranges, the yellows, and reds
the snow that falls behind your eyes
now blankets our bed
and the sprawl of a world that has grossly dispatched
the greens, and oranges. the yellows, and reds
summer’s finally gone
my crop is strong
I’m bringing it home for my love
I’m bringing it home for our table, and bed
I’m bringing home my harvest of snow
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