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[murthering-stake]

I pave the backstreet with the mist of my brain I cross the gap between the platform and train Violet strip lights I try to dissipate my focus But I realise I can’t keep hiding my emotions I can’t just lay or let be When all the words you say are hanging onto me You occupy my mind by every which way And when I climb the steps to the street There is no reason to doubt myself here My thoughts are pouring down with the rain But now I see that it’s all crystal clear We got this You, me, this Know wherever we go is the best place No need to be restrained To know whatever we know we should just say When we were like night bloom violets Our handprints pressed to my window I was feeling quite right like this as the lightning glitched and it echoed in your eyes, beating right through the denim You left a dent in my home screen We’re in so far, but we need it You know I’d Bite my hair as I try to justify You know I You know I We got this You, me, this Know wherever we go is the best place No need to be restrained To know whatever we know we should just say No hesitation at the traffic lights Beneath the black in my windscreen We drive I think they caught it on camera Can’t help but feel it again It’s just the necessary price you pay If you listen to your instincts I don’t wanna cast it in concrete And then it hits me again We’re so illuminated in the night Alight together down the fireline Beat, beat, beat, beat

Falling Into Me - Let’s Eat Grandma

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(Go back and tell it) Please could you be tender And I will sit close to you Let’s give it a minute before we admit that we’re through Guess this is the winter Our bodies are young and blue I’m at Jungle City, it’s late and this song is for you Cause I remember the rush, when forever was us Before all of the winds of regret and mistrust Now we sit in your car and our love is a ghost Well I guess I should go Yeah I guess I should go Hard feelings— These are what they call hard feelings of love When the sweet words and fevers all leave us right here in the cold Alone with the hard feelings of love God I wish I believed ya when you told me this was my home I light all the candles Cut flowers for all my rooms I care for myself the way I used to care about you These days, we kiss and we keep busy The waves come after midnight I call from underwater Why even try to get right? When you’ve outgrown a lover The whole world knows but you It’s time to let go of this endless summer afternoon Hard feelings— These are what they call hard feelings of love When the sweet words and fevers all leave us right here in the cold Alone with the hard feelings of love God I wish I believed ya when you told me this was my home Three years, loved you every single day, made me weak, it was real for me, yup, real for me Now I'll fake it every single day 'til I don’t need fantasy, 'til I feel you leave But I still remember everything, how we’d drift buying groceries, how you’d dance for me I’ll start letting go of little things 'til I’m so far away from you, far away from you, yeah

Hard Feelings - Lorde

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Hydrogen in our veins, it cannot hold itself, our blood is burning And the pressure in our bodies that echoes up above it is exploding And our particles they're burning up because they yearn for each other And although we stick together, it seems that we are stranging one another Feel it on me, love, feel it on me, love, feel it on me, love See it on me, love, see it on me, love, see it on me, love And atom to atom Oh, can you feel it on me, love? And a pattern to pattern Oh, can you see it on me, love? Atom to atom Oh, what's the matter with me, love? Strangeness and charm The static of your arms, it is the catalyst Oh the chemical it burns, there is nothing but this It's the purest element, but it's so volatile An equation heaven sent, a drug for angels Strangeness and Charm Feel it on me, love, feel it on me, love, feel it on me, love See it on me, love, see it on me, love, see it on me, love And atom to atom Oh, can you feel it on me, love? And a pattern to pattern Oh, can you see it on me, love? Atom to atom Oh, what's the matter with me, love? Strangeness and charm The static of your arms, it is the catalyst Oh the chemical it burns, there is nothing like this It's the purest element, but it's so volatile An equation heaven sent, a drug for angels Strangeness and Charm The static of your arms, it is the catalyst Oh the chemical it burns, there is nothing like this It's the purest element, but it's so volatile An equation heaven sent, a drug for angels Strangeness and Charm Strangeness and Charm Hey— so cold! Hey— so cold! Hey— so cold! Hey— Strangeness and Charm The static of your arms, it is the catalyst Oh the chemical it burns, there is nothing but this It's the purest element, but it's so volatile An equation heaven sent, a drug for angels Feel it on me, love, feel it on me, love, feel it on me, love See it on me, love, see it on me, love, see it on me, love Feel it on me, love, feel it on me, love, feel it on me, love See it on me, love, see it on me, love, see it on me, love Oh, oh... Down, down, down, down Oh, oh... Down, down, down, down Oh, oh... Down, down, down, down

Strangeness and Charm - Florence and the Machine

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No one waits for her inside the house She spots a stranger in the mirror And the record spins her nearer To the outcome of her day You live inside the city You forget how tall the trees can get A bird sits on A branch across From my eighth floor window And you can't really say That it's an eighth floor branch Cause trees don't have floors And buildings do Восьмой этаж Восьмой этаж Все высоко Все под тобой Вот идет домой Карман пустой Хоть милостыню просите Три рубля на водку и буханку белого хлеба А теперь, наверное, все дороже И дорожки те забыты А над ними паруса Первый этаж Я маленькая Все высоко Все надо мной Восьмой этаж Америка Я высоко Все подо мной Я высоко... I came in from the rain which Wasn't really rain It was just January snow in denial And something must have gotten lost In the translation Russian to English And winter wasn't wintery today She comes into the house And no one waits for her inside the house She spots a stranger in the mirror And the record spins her nearer To the outcome of her day You live inside the city You forget how tall the trees can get A bird sits on a branch of my eighth floor window A bird sits on a branch of my eighth floor window A bird sits on a branch of my eighth floor window

8th Floor - Regina Spektor

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Hello, old lady I know your face well I know it well She says "Ooh-na-na-na-na-na! I'll be sitting in your mirror Now is the place where the crossroads meet Will you look into the future? "Never, never say goodbye To my part of your life No, no, no, no, no!" "Let me live!" She said, "C'mon and let me live, girl!" She said, "C'mon and let me live, girl!" C'mon and let me live! "This moment in time," She said "It doesn't belong to you," She said "It belongs to me." "And to your little boy and to your little girl And the one hand clapping: Where on your palm is my little line When you're written in mine As an old memory? Ooh, na-na-na-na-na "Never, never say goodbye To my part of your life Oh no, no, no, no, no! Never, never, never, never, never let me go!" She said, "C'mon and let me live, girl!' "C'mon and let me live!" She said, "C'mon and let me live, girl!" "C'mon and let me live!" I put this moment... here I put this moment Over here! Can't you see where memories are kept bright? Tripping on the water like a laughing girl Time in her eyes is spawning past life One with the ocean and the woman unfurled Holding all the love that waits for you here Catch us now for I am your future A kiss on the wind and we'll make the land Come over here to where When lingers Waiting in this empty world Waiting for Then, when the life spray cools For Now does ride in on the curl of the wave And you will dance with me in the sunlit pools We are of the going water and the gone We are of water in the holy land of water And all that's to come runs in With the thrust on the strand

Jig of Life - Kate Bush

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From the top of the flight Of the wide, white stairs Through the rest of my life Do you wait for me there? There’s a bell in my ears There’s the wide, white roar Drop a bell down the stairs Hear it fall forevermore Hear it fall forevermore Drop a bell off of the dock Blot it out in the sea Drowning mute as a rock; And sounding mutiny There’s a light in the wings, hits the system of strings From the side, where they swing — See the wires, the wires, the wires And the articulation in our elbows and knees Makes us buckle; We couple in endless increase As the audience admires And the little white dove Made with love, made with love; Made with glue, and a glove, and some pliers Swings a low sickle arc, from its perch in the dark: Settle down, settle down, my desire And the moment I slept, I was swept up in a terrible tremor Though no longer bereft, how I shook! And I couldn't remember Then the furthermost shake drove a murthering stake in And cleft me right down through my center And I shouldn't say so, but I knew that it was then, or never Push me back into a tree Bind my buttons with salt Fill my long ears with bees Praying please please please love You ought not No you ought not Then the system of strings tugs at the tip of my wings (cut from cardboard and old magazines): Makes me warble and rise, like a sparrow And in the place where I stood, there is a circle of wood — A cord or two — which you chop, and you stack in your barrow It is terribly good to carry water and chop wood Streaked with soot, heavy-booted and wild-eyed; As I crash through the rafters And the ropes and the pulleys trail after And the holiest belfry burns sky-high Then the slow lip of fire moves across the prairie with precision While, somewhere, with your pliers and glue, you make your first incision And in a moment of almost-unbearable vision Doubled over with the hunger of lions Hold me close, cooed the dove Who was stuffed, now, with sawdust and diamonds I wanted to say: Why the long face Sparrow, perch and play songs of long face Burro, buck and bray songs of long face! Sing, I will swallow your sadness, and eat your cold clay Just to lift your long face; And though it may be madness, I will take to the grave Your precious longface And though our bones they may break, and our souls separate — Why the long face? And though our bodies recoil from the grip of the soil — Why the long face? In the trough of the waves Which are pawing like dogs Pitch we, pale-faced and grave As I write in my log Then I hear a noise from the hull Seven days out to sea It is that damnable bell! And it tolls — well, I believe that it tolls — for me It tolls for me Though my wrists and my waist seemed so easy to break Still, my dear, I’d have walked you to the very edge of the water And they will recognize all the lines of your face In the face of the daughter of the daughter of my daughter Darling, we will be fine; but what was yours and mine Appears to me a sandcastle That the gibbering wave takes But if it’s all just the same, then will you say my name; Say my name in the morning, so I know when the wave breaks I wasn't born of a whistle, or milked from a thistle at twilight No; I was all horns and thorns, sprung out fully formed, knock-kneed and upright So: enough of this terror We deserve to know light And grow evermore lighter and lighter You would have seen me through But I could not undo that desire Oh, oh, oh, desire

Oh, oh, oh, desire

From the top of the flight Of the wide, white stairs Through the rest of my life Do you wait for me there?

Sawdust & Diamonds - Joanna Newsom

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From a black widow's reckoning Your fortuitous spine Opened up like a marionette Danced a whimsical pride Lend a hand to the silver blade Stir your gut 'til it pours Fill our cups with profanity 'Til the earth is stained orange How my tongue dried into the dust How my skin willed a lie Drill a hole in the field Just the size of my thighs Feel as lonely as I do Dried up seeds neath our parting seas Floating pears on the tide Slow motion to drown me Roaming streams from our eyes How my tongue dried into the dust How my skin willed a lie Drill a hole in the field Just the size of my thighs Feel as lonely as I do Hold the pain in a soft crux With our palms facing up Push it thoroughly through and through This is ours to drink up Oh, the madness in weakness Doubled o'er on the plate Fill an ocean with weaponry Hurricanes of our grace Feel as lonely as I do

Asido - Purity Ring