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holy water
02:56
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holy water
you're washing me
a baptism of sorts
in your father's bathroom
i have told you before that i am drowning
and you are my anchor
if i uncork the drain
will you slip down with the water
i think you'd like the ocean, and besides,
i don't know if you could stand to breathe
but i cannot uncork the drain
and though your hand dances closes
i don't think you can either
i made a beard of bubbles
and you asked me if i would regret this
i don't know
i won't regret the sun but i'll regret the hours spent in this water that's way too cold
you keep apologizing as you turn the thermostat down
i've said all of this before, so don't bother translating it
and we will sit in this holy water
until you decide to leave
because god knows i never could
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dirty laundry
02:15
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unwashed towels as
unwashed love
we could be made new for ten cents at the laundromat
but it's your treat and you still haven't paid
i am not leaving a gap behind so much as becoming one myself
comfort yourself in my empty spaces
and tell yourself it was someone's plan
you're expecting a prodigal daughter
like i'll come home in a year
and give you my regrets to wash
like dirty laundry
but
prodigal i may be, daughter i am not
and home doesn't have to be in your walls
unwashed towels as
unwashed love
it's easier to let go than try and make things new
but it's your turn and you still hold on
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the state (of a) fair
01:33
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blooming onions (homemade fries!)
i have bloomed
without you
and i thought
i would be okay
ice cold drinks!
i am so cold
surrounded by heat (98.6 on the thermometer meant i couldn't spend the day in your arms)
but i am cold now
shirt hangs straight down
the way it's supposed to
but you're not here to tell me it's wrinkled
everyone around me is
so still
but i am running and i cannot catch my breath because i see your eyes in every funhouse mirror
i am you, remixed with a mistake x and her nose
so i'll pain the scrapbooks with black and white
memories that don't belong to who i am today
and now i'm alone (kickstand by the fireplace)
i miss you (broken glass under the tree)
i see you (it's okay, it's okay, don't cry)
you see me
and this time
you turn away
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this cosmic everything Richmond, Virginia
making small music for small people in a big world.
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