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The Rope
03:06
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you can pick your judge
you can pick the knife’s edge that you get
but you can’t pick your jury
you can’t kill that many voices yet
I’ll tell you again
I’ll tell you again
you’ve got
you’ve got time
you can pick your knife's edge
sometimes you can even fix the score
but you're a dog tied to a string
tied to the endplates of no journey
each bruise fades slower than the one before
if you go down
with empty hands
the nets will drag you up
with empty eyes
and empty cups
I’ll tell you again
I’ll tell you again
you’ve got
you’ve got time
it's not that kind of emergency
it's just there
waiting patiently
by the docks
on both sides
of the sea
you take your time
you take your time
and I’ll take mine
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2. |
Enamel
04:32
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oh love can I hold you,
in a portrait of enamel?
snow kept smooth behind fences
will still fall to the light,
when morning comes burning,
see your teeth scattered white,
all that remains
what never changed
last thing to decay
under each day
oh do I
want you as a piece of scrimshaw,
etched and treasured, wrapped in velvet
never touched
always trusted, waiting for me in the dark,
do I do I do I do
oh love, what have I told you?
can't you see my mouth is open
the river that runs through me
knows nothing of your fear
it will keep on flowing
notches in all my bones
washing me new
changing my face
even though I stay
for each new day
you will not
take my teeth and wear them as a crown,
proud and spotless, uneroded
please hold me
as I change, flicker in the current's flame
please do please do please do please
I am made of harder stuff than snow
but I must go where it must go
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3. |
Skeuomorph
03:19
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when were you replaced
as my emergency
contact
how long have
I been
a melting ice floe?
how long will I last?
when was I replaced
as your emergency
contact
when did you
become
a whole continent?
how long will you last?
the marble fragments littering the floor
once, between our beds are still there
but the beds are ours no more
we're not who they're waiting for
that's not our alarm
not our open sore
that's not our lifeline
tied to the headboard
not my emergency and
not my metaphor
when was I replaced
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4. |
Don't Settle
03:11
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don't settle, don't settle
like sand, in water
are you dead, like ozone
or are you alive like a drowning hare?
keep kicking, keep kicking
keep yourself oxygenated
oh darling, I'm asking
if, you, are, still alive
what are you doing up there, in the air?
come down now, come back to us, come down!
we can take it, we can take it
I swear
I'd give you, a brick wall
if I thought it'd do, any good
(but I won't lie)
I know you're
rent n seeping, (but) still sleeping
tiny circles, each one frozen to the next
but darling, I'm asking
if, you, are, still alive
what are you doing up there, in the air?
come down now, come back to us, come down!
we can take it, we can take it
I swear
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5. |
Locusts
03:17
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one by one
silvery against the sun
when I'm too arch for you to hear
one by one
bounce black and thick against the sun
you know you know you know we won't
be coming back again
find me
in an empty lot
with the locusts
that God forgot
one by one
we'll lend a white-hot rotten grace
to your day
as it sways.
I think we have to stay
find me
in an empty lot
with the locusts
that God forgot
we're rubbing all our legs together
we're bringing in a change of weather
one by one
silvery against the sun
you know you know you know we won't
be coming back again
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Arprei New York, New York
Arprei is a duo from NYC. Here you can find our debut release, "Emergency Contact”, a song cycle for piano and alto.
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