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lyrics
Sealing up the windows,
To keep out the cold,
Just passing through the poison belt,
Come to level us.
It's a difficult machine
To keep from sinking in the ocean.
When you're lost at sea
You fall into the motions.
From our spot atop the hill,
We watched the bodies pause.
Breathing off the tanks we filled
To ward away the fog.
We brought the machine,
Cold steel and oxygen,
To this disaster scene,
Now we're watching as the world ends.
Here the walls are
See-through mirrors,
Rootless stem feeders.
Wet mouth, open ears,
Swept palate, thrill seekers.
This haze of
Cups measured,
Baited moving weather,
Hot eyes, heavy air,
Couch talk, clock tare
This tip of crystal,
Cradled by
The arms of sunken ice,
The cracked hull's alright,
Foam white,
Mouth full,
Belly tight.
credits
from
Mean ,
released September 25, 2018
Lyrics by Edward Madill
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