Kissing your eyes on the train
It is early, sparks drift
When I move my head quick
Fields flashing past by
The crumbling embankments
Rude boys eye the 
Chain around your throat

I'm keeping your texts and your threats
For the winter to, to burn 
When my chest becomes a wheeze
You're turning my words into vows
With your body, I fall and scab
All my dreams your outline

I'm walking you back 
Like a spool to the station
Where parents spit black eyes
At their kids, I'm rolling up
Your socks without thought 
Cause I'm nervous, your blood
And your breast milk at my wrist

I'm keeping your texts and your threats
For the winter to, to burn 
When my chest becomes a wheeze
You're turning my words into vows
With your body, I fall and scab all my
my, my, my

Now I'm not mine, I'm not
A stitched up mouth
In a figure of eight where your
Water's twisting
Now I'm not mine, I'm not
A stitched up mouth
In a figure of eight where your...

Kissing your eyes like a spy
With a cypher
I'm eating the pulp around your teeth
I'm keeping your texts and your threats
For the win...

Now I'm not mine, I'm not
A stitched up mouth
In a figure of eight where your
Water's twisting
Now I'm not mine, I'm not
A stitched up mouth
In a figure of eight where your...
Now I'm not mine, I'm not
A stitched up mouth
In a figure of eight where your
Water's twisting
Now I'm not mine, I'm not
A stitched up mouth
In a figure of eight where your...

Queen Of Cups

Song for the ascent
As we lift up to the moon
It's hood of bone is laughing
The tide is on its tune
Your grips a hand grenade 
The pins a silver spoon
It's melting all your metals
A mercury balloon

Old, we'll get old, we'll get old, we'll grow old together
Old, we'll get old, we'll get old, we'll grow old

If I can match my mouth 
With yours inside a kiss
That blooms forever faithfully
And reconciles the shame
I've claimed thru all my weaknesses
The devil in my blood
That boils in formication
And bubbles up with love

Old...

I'll break into your room
Wear all your clothes 
And walk round your head
What was the last thing you said?
'Accept the best you might just get it'

God made you in her likeness
A fruit with no perfume
The space where children creep
That's blacker than it's blue
In fontanelle your belly is
Swelling like a storm
A suture doused with promises
That dilates the room

Old...

I'll break into your room
Wear all your clothes 
And walk round your head 
What was the last thing you said?
'Ask for the best you might just get it'

Old, we'll get old, we'll get old we'll get old...
We'll get old.

Song For Ascent

Hollow moon cup
Hullo big drop
Border quiet
Border bomb shock

Feel like orange
Have no holding
Take my legs off
Own my silence

I push I pull you
I hate then love you
You push I flip flop
Your pull your full stop stop stop

Boredom empty
Blind remember
Please don’t leave me
I’ll get better

Sunflowers swarming
Gold hair floating
In your arms was
Perfect solder

I push I pull you
I love just love you
Your vows no constant
My low my dumb run run run

Solder

real isn't how you are made said the skin horse
its a thing that happens to you
when a love loves you for a long long time
not just to play with 
but really loves you

then you become real
then you become real

does it happen all at once
like being wound up or bit by bit?
you become, it takes a long time
you have to be carefully kept

and all your hair gets loved out 
and your eyes drop out
but all those things they don't matter at all
no, matter at all
they don't matter at all
they just don't matter at all

Velveteen Rabbit

You made me forget about
Have, want, exert
And all of a sudden, I feel proud
Of being, without saying a word
You made me forget about
Past and pain
Time, you washed out
Like a soft, sudden, summer rain
You do me good
You do me
So good, you made me forget about
Hmmm
You made me forget about
Have, want and exert
And all of a sudden, I found out
Oh, it's beautiful, the way you wear your shirt
You do me good, you made me forget about
Hmmm

Those Douglas Furs

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