1. |
CDMX
02:42
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All things are full of weariness
And we cherish that
Sharing a plate, a cigarette, a bed
And all things are vibrating
Growing taller in the smoke
For they were built on dried rivers
Above the serpents
And the courage closeness demands
As much as it demands softness
Like a fully spread open palm
Stuck to the floor
A small room
Force with no violence
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2. |
How to let you go
02:54
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I need to learn how to let you go
First lesson in detachment
I need to open the door
To face you, to grasp it
Not to hate you, not to adore
Not to expect a thing
Nothing to hide, nothing that clings.
I need to learn how to let you go
Detain my desire
So I sit still, and quiet, and unfulfilled
As my body’s caught in fire
Close to me
The world used to be
So close to me
Close to me
I used to be so close to me
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3. |
Takes one to know one
03:03
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We meet when it’s convenient
Random gestures take us forward
Than you look at me
And I am not who you wanted me to be
Seeing your face was never easy
Takes one to know one to release one from itself
You knew love would never cease me
You could tell how much I was ashamed
But this time I came by myself
I came to you alone
Now, standing in- front of you here
My eyes are sore
You always knew more
I couldn’t stand the sight of your light
And within it now
I disappear
But this time I came by myself
I came to you alone
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4. |
Verify
03:09
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You come to me in my dreams
To verify my love
And in those dreams you cut my skin
To see what I’m made of
And maybe there’s a less violent detach
Or a flower close in scent
An odor that can match
Your hands, like weights, in my dreams
Evaluate my love
And in those dreams you look at me
But prevent me from your words
You walk from me, you don’t look back
A white light lit up the wrecks
Our hands are leaning on
Each other’s axis and we dance
Our hands are leaning on
Each other’s axis and
To our morbid tune,
We dance our endless dance
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5. |
Crumbling worlds
02:35
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Plant the seeds of your despair
Let the world know you are there
They will bloom and give you shade
Stronger wood and cleaner air
Feed them tears and they will hold
Feed them hope and they will grow
Feed us fears and we will fold
Feed us truth and we will know
Static bodies, flying heads
Stretching over our bare hand
Give us wings and we will rise
Crumbling worlds, our eyes
Feed them tears and they will hold
Feed them hope and they will grow
Feed us tears and we will hold
Feed us hope and we will grow
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6. |
Lavender oil
03:02
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He hated the smell of lavender oil
He said it was too strong
He left the windows always open
And I was naked
Even when I needed
Cover the most
He had a wall of mirrors He left the windows always open
Considered himself a slave of youth and I was naked
He was very busy with even when I needed
Anything but the truth cover the most
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7. |
Many storms
02:41
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nside my blankets there's a space
Where I feel myself at home
Where my words are free to rest
Where my breathing keeps me warm
Small and quiet is the night
There is nostalgia in my bed
I don't want a better life
Just to hide and only sta re
I can't hold many storms.
Between the walls of my old house
There is a corner I know well
It's where I keep my shoes and coat
If I need to run away.
And if the weather makes me thrill
I will become still as a stone
A ghost that glides between the air
Absolutely unknown.
I can´t hold many storms.
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8. |
Ashtrays
02:46
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To travel the world blind
To travel the world alone
To carry an explosive heart
Out in the open, to explore
Can get unbelievably heavy to hold
To see myself somewhere else
To imagine you do the same
To wonder what turned out of love
And what turned out of shame
Can get unbelievably heavy to hold
To be allowed for everyone
To sit on the floor
To open eyes wide and stare
To eliminate options
Not to compare
Can get unbelievably heavy to hold
To come into your life
To flood the river
To stay in one place
And not to get carried with her
Can get unbelievably heavy to hold
To be allowed for everyone
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9. |
Everyone returns
03:51
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Everyone returns
Answer their first loves
Ending the torture-
Now they know what drove them apart
Size and sincerity
The forms and the words
Foreign measurements
To their own worlds
That’s how I was taught
To love in moderation
That is what had paused
Elongation
Everyone returns
And everyone apologize
The lack of compassion
That ended love
Thinking how I would react
If I see you again
I dreamed you were dead.
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