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A Pattern Language: 1. Forever Overhead
Watch the scenery go. Yeah, you know. This train goes in circles, this train is a tomb. You're the only one here who gets to go home. And anyone who loves you would already know. Watch the scenery go,...
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A Pattern Language: 2. Mechanical Rabbits
Lightning doesn't strike so much as connect things. It balances out the energy that's burning between things. Searching for side roads, I think we're in trouble. We're two snakes eating our own tails...
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A Pattern Language: 3. Wet Cement
Mirrors and smoke rings, lipstick and glow of TV sets. Staring into me, blinking your eyes like some coquette. Holding on to you, like leaving my prints in wet cement. Soft as subtraction, I'm adding...
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A Pattern Language: 4. A Parting Prayer
Spend the day at the seashore. We'll leave with souvenirs. We'll leave our baby there with his bucket of seashells and with a parting prayer. He'll cry his baby tears. As we drive to the border we'll...
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A Pattern Language: 5. Kissena Park
Watermelon sugar is fine with cinnamon apples and dandelion wine at the start of a stadium night, the moment you feel the effect of the stadium lights. Kissena Park and a kiss in the dark on a closed...
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A Pattern Language: 6. Lost in Los Angeles
Trying to say, "You'll be okay," keeps coming out wrong. Surfing the dial on surface streets while the night turns to dawn. Secrets you tell everyone else will die on the vine. You let me crash. Pay...
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A Pattern Language: 7. Baseball on the Radio
Whenever you're home, it's like baseball on the radio in the evening of a summer afternoon. Everybody's got their hands upon my shoulders. I will keep my eyes on you, so don't move, so be cool....
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A Pattern Language: 8. Third Body Problem
I dreamt that you and him were suddenly quite tight and trading notes re: my whereabouts last night. I watched you sleep and I could see right through your skin, working hard to hold everything in. I...
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A Pattern Language: 9. The Transubstantiationalist
Well it feels like I spend most my time cleaning wine off of shirt fronts you spilled while you're nervous. Well I'm not quite a saint, but I might have a prayer if you put in a word for me at my...
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A Pattern Language: 10. Waxwings
This feels just like outer space and it's just right. You're awake and you're asleep at the same time. You're on your back in blinding light. You're not the only one who gave up on her dreams in spite...
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To Feet of Snow: 1. Diving Hydroplanes
I know what to say, I'm just a day or two away and still I'm diving hydroplanes into the sea. Endless alphabets for winning endless arguments, we're crashing into waves, they're tearing off our wings....
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To Feet of Snow: 2. Tongue Twister
Can’t hardly tell whose hand is whose…we lie like shadows on each other. The days go, and the days go. Everytime you look at me it’s like I’m kissed on by the sun, like there’s something on my tongue....
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To Feet of Snow: 3. Library Date
We kissed in student unions, we kissed in class. We kissed in dining halls and we kissed in labs. We can’t go back because we’re too proud for that. We’re proof that nothing good ever lasts. When they...
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To Feet of Snow: 4. Blackout Tapes
It was, all in all, the same. You were begging for a better way to wrap yourself in chains, the timing, and the darkness. Turning muscles into rain, turning second thoughts into sick days lost, and all...
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To Feet of Snow: 5. I Remember Hearing You Were Sick
We’ll sleep ‘til fall in igloo homes. We’ll speak in tongues. Then we’ll swallow them. We’ll wake up lost at fall’s first frost. We’ll see our breath and we’ll follow it. So far so good. The businesses...
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To Feet of Snow: 6. Lazy Dominoes
I broke my spine bending over backwards trying to read your mind. All your mind could tell me was “don’t try so hard – just look right into your heart.” All these books! All these things! I wish we...
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To Feet of Snow: 7. Christmas Lights
Let’s go for a drive and see the christmas lights all firing off on christmas night. Take the interstate to exits where the nice new mansions climb to heaven. They twinkle and glow with electric cheer....
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To Feet of Snow: 8. How Winter Got Called That
You wanted to know how winter got called that, how it feels exactly how it sounds. Wear these words like your winter jacket: let them surround you and keep you warm. Baby, please help me. I’ve got...
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To Feet of Snow: 9. Web in Front
Web in Front is originally by Archers of Loaf, Copyright 1994 ARRA Music (BMI). There are also some elements from Maize Stalk Drinking Blood by the Mountain Goats Copyright 1997 Cadmean Dawn (ASCAP)
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