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Pluto
02:43
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Where is my center of gravity?
I’m falling through the sheets
No ground ahead of me
I spin forever where I lie
Clear off a patch of land
These tidy rows are keeping me awake
Clear off a patch of land
These little rules are killing me
Where is my hiding place?
I find it harder every day
Nightfall is meaningless
Exploding stars still light the sky
Clear off a patch of land
These tidy rows are keeping me awake
Clear off a patch of land
These little rules are killing me
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"Planet Earth"
03:19
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I am doing the best I can to stick it out
Being full on sunlight has its perks
And you’re so geographically minded
I love when you are watching
“Planet Earth” while I am sleeping
“Planet Earth” while I catch up on sleep
I hope I die in this hotel
Before they get the chance to kick me out
The pool was closed but you’ve got wildlife to regard
In stunning micro detail on
“Planet Earth” while I am sleeping
“Planet Earth” while I catch up on sleep
“Planet Earth” while I am fighting hard to stop myself from ever waking up again
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Anchors
02:33
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I’m gonna build a box today
I gotta get even with the itch that I’ve neglected the past two weeks
And I will probably hurt myself
I will probably call you for advice that I’ll ignore
Unless it’s something I already planned to do
And I’ll fuck it up
In a manic frenzy
I will strip the heads
My elevated heartbeat keeping time
I’m gonna die in a hardware store
My spirit will wander the aisles
And pull down all the chains and chicken wires
And the shoppers will lose their minds
With tiki torches they’ll coalesce in a vengeful mob
To burn it down
But I will never learn to self-rely
And I’ll catch your eye
As I spill the sawdust in the cracks
And your face tells me what I didn’t want to know:
That you have to go
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Parallax
03:18
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Inverse or parallel
She will make her nest out of your bones
Flight mask or diving bell
I’m without a map
Reading the stars again
You were the wind
I was the sail
You were the wind
I was the sail
Mirror or analog
Everywhere I find
People who want to be different
I see you, I hear you
But I’m unmoored
And I hate it, I hate it
Today I just hate myself
Climb aboard
We’ll get lost in deciphering
The motives behind all your
Favorite wars in the sky, clouds permitting
You were the voice
Propelling our craft
And I was the noise
Without a format
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Cold Spring
02:27
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In and out of consciousness
I am only halfway there
You tell me time to make the call
And I don’t know what to say to them
Will we finally get someone in here who can make you calm?
I hate the way you sound
When you are trying not to cry
We wait around a couple hours
To see what happens with the Ativan
Will we finally get some chemicals that can make you calm?
I want to be a better set of
Ears and eyes and hands
When you are scared
I’m not as well prepared as the level-headed strangers
Will we finally get someone in here who can make you calm?
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I Wasn't Always a Witch
03:13
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I wasn’t always a witch
Before the silence
Before your eyes went dark
This wasn’t always the situation
I never freaked out
When time was on our side
I wasn’t always a witch
The sky was brighter
The carpet held no secrets
I wasn’t always like this
The furniture had nicer things to say
The radio still played
I wasn’t always a witch
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We Went Out to Lunch
03:06
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We start with something little
And even when we keep our plans
I can’t tell if you’re listening
I can’t tell if you even care to know
I pick up every feather
I bring you buckets full of gold
I wait for you to notice
I wait for something new to happen
You wrote another chapter
It’s getting longer every day
But the end is so elusive
There is no payoff for the time you’re putting in
We start with something little
And I’ve been crazy the last eight months
To make a piece of myself
Good enough to get your attention
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Ithaca
03:40
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“You keep telling the same stories,” she said
“No, that’s fine. There’s nothing original left inside my head.”
People are real
Horizons are far
I can’t find my way home
I won’t ever be free of your spell
The gash across my face won’t close on its own
This room will bring me to ruin
I have no idea what I’m doing
When I am the captain
No one is safe
I can’t find my way home
I won’t ever be free of your spell
The gash across my face won’t close on its own
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The Hallway Lights
04:14
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The hallway lights wiring is off
I feel for the switch on the wall in the dark
This house is a temple thought to have been destroyed
Centuries ago
These ice cube trays are impenetrable
I knock down a spiderweb giving me attitude
Complex trials of virtue will challenge me
And I will take the lives
Of sanctuary guardians
I will take the lives
Of saltwater crocodiles
I lose my words at the foot of the bed
And sand pours down through the cracks overhead
My breaths go fast as the ghosts become visible
They snicker when the floor drops out
And the earth opens up
The chorus of cynical voices is staggering
I try to imagine the scars on the knuckles of
The architects of hell
And the calluses on their fingertips
And I’m not doing well
Not like how I’m selling it
La la la la la la la la la la la la
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Sunday
03:45
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I spilled my water onto the floor
And I went for a rag but you got to it first
And you shook at a scratch from the wall where the rats stay
We made a list of our goals
And they mostly aligned which was wonderful
But we want to get off and the night got away from us
We toast to our anxieties
And I press my mouth into your back
And we each in suspension tanks practice acceptance
I stared at the ceiling and thought about
The things that I’d stolen and who might have known
And you finally slept for a while through your racing heart
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Monster Furniture Brooklyn, New York
"Giant Egg" out now!
Monster Furniture is the moniker of Brooklyn-based recording artist Gabe
Smoller. Across genre-spanning albums and with a rotating cast of collaborators, he writes songs about dogs, death, containment, illness, and home renovation, finding complexity in the mundane (and with just enough DIY eccentricities to keep things from getting too heavy).
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