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Habitat
04:03
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Surviving is the hardest part of living
Especially when your bones are bound to railroad tracks
But you don't need us to tell you that it will be a.o.k
Especially when your bones are bound to railroad tracks
Mouths touching but hardly breathing
Smooth sailing but hardly swimming
We were walking with headlights behind us when
Your eyes spinning left me dizzy
With arms around your supple back
We dropped our fear into your lap
They wouldn't be here if we knew that you would be a.o.k
Especially if your bones were off the railroad tracks
Mouths touching but hardly breathing
Smooth sailing but hardly swimming
We were walking with headlights behind us when
Your eyes spinning left me dizzy
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Want Out
02:44
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I thought I told you along the way that I want out
But you didn't hear me
Perhaps I said never mind
When I called you along the way you heard me out
But static pampered phoned in progress
But I couldn't tell you along the way,
So hear me out,
I'm glad you missed it the first time
But there's no time for never mind
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Skim Milk
02:47
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Don't let them skin and bone me when I die
Remind them that I once was too alive
To be boiled down to essence or watered down to presence
Don't let them skin and bone me when I die
Just because they skinned and boned you when you died
Doesn't mean that you weren't once too alive
To be boiled down to essence or watered to down to presence
Because they skinned and boned you when you died
But I know they'll skin and bone me when I die
Though they know that I was once too alive
So celebrate my essence and try to feel my presence
But I know they'll skin and bone me when I die
We know they'll skin and bone us when we die
Lest they remember that we were once too alive
So celebrate our essence and try to feel our presence
Because we (I) know they skinned and boned us when we died.
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Such as This!
01:34
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Last year you were worthless
This year its worth it to tour on Thanksgiving
Last year you were helpless
Now there's not a reason left to be livid
This year would have hurt less
If I found that one-way ticket out of here that
Turned out to be a friendship
God Damn, its not the one from last August
The ceiling floor lies beneath the bed that you broke every night of that year
Along came December
Waxing academic in an attic in Alston
Two spliffs to spill the bucket
Of fear that had struck me when
I realized I was going to die and there was still my ticket to find
It doesn't help that you found it first
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Community of Living Things New London, Connecticut
My name is Jon Markson. Welcome to the "Community of Living Things". Make yourself at home.
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