1. |
Bryophyta
01:12
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Ferns
04:12
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Growing ferns in my room
Just to switch up the view
And they're oh so tall
They hold up all my walls
I'm sure that if I leave they would freeze
So I'll stay inside just staring out my blinds
Wishing that I had Attenborough's life
I don't want to talk about it anymore
I don't wanna wonder what's outside that door
I don't want to talk about it anymore
Reiterating all the days that were better
There's only so many ways
To separate the days
And I'm sure that before noon tomorrow
I'll have found another way that I've plateaued
So if you call me again
I don't know if I'll pretend
That I know this is the end
I don't want to talk about it anymore
I don't wanna wonder what's outside that door
I don't want to talk about it anymore
Reiterating all the days that were better
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3. |
Lawn Gone
03:47
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Let the windows down
I don't want my voice to be the only sound
Colours seem so bright
When they're bathed in the glow of afternoon light
So if you're feeling down and I've not skipped town
Then can I come around
Can I come around
We can get away
Slip out the back and make our escape
They won't notice we're gone 'til the cops have moved on
So let's sneak past the sirens
Out on the lawn
So why should I care
If you're not there
It doesn't matter anyway
'Cause right by your side I will stay
Until my body rusts and decays
And I'm starting to dread
That it's all in my head
And I'm stuck sleeping in my twin-sized bed
So kiss me slowly I won't forget
The way your hands hold the back of my neck
So why should I care
If you're not there
It doesn't matter anyway
'Cause right by your side I will stay
Until my body rusts and decays
Now all these broken parts of me
I don't think they want to leave
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4. |
Onodirim
03:36
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A tree fell down outside my house this morning
It fell without warning
As it hit the ground
It was old as I am
In the afternoon
And it made me wonder
Will I go soon
Everyone who saw it said "It looked fine"
"It was in its prime"
"Never coming down"
But you and I we both know different
It was something inside
Rotten, alone
Eating time
And as I watched the moment it came down
I was holding the axe
There was no one insight
And in that moment I'm sure I fell too
Do I bury the hatchet
Does it matter at all
Maybe I've snapped like some low hanging branch
Holding onto its last piece of fruit
The neighbours all know
I'm sure they saw
As I killed the last thing
On our block
And then I watched the moment it came down
I was holding the axe
There was no one insight
And in that moment I'm sure I fell too
Do I bury the hatchet
Does it matter at all
So let's burn the whole thing
Let the ashes move on
They'll all forget you
By the time the embers cool off
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