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by Kitschy
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Sudden Goodness
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released 28 May 2012
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- Track Name: Sudden Goodness
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Assuming there's a line about time and you can believe it
It's a red, red bottle of wine and a checkout beeping
It was a time when you were out of reach
It was a time when you were out of peace
She gathered up your bones and gave them all a little machine
Now imagine there's a book written 'bout you, and it's untitled
About The Loser of Oz who's always waitin' with the blade up
Set it down before the circumstance
Put it down into the devil hand
Stretch it out - the golden hair, you walk it like a tightrope
It's like a tightrope
So here we are!
Yep - a bunch of bones, a little machine, an untitled story
Let's call it "Tightrope - You Feel Every Oscillation"
All the parking in lots
Why did I make it so hard for you?
The street-sweeper nights
Why did I make it so hard for you?
You gathered up my bones into little machines
Of fences and parks, golden dogs in yards
I made it so hard
All the writhing in lots
Why did I make it so hard for you?
The street-sweeper nights
Why did I make it so hard for you?
You gathered up my bones into little machines
Of fences and parks, golden dogs in yards
All these hopes and these fears
Sometimes we take 'em too far
And as winter draws near, every year, you're peeling out in the yard
You gathered up those bones, you cleaned up the gore
Dreaming of every misdeed and impossible grievance
Asleep in your car at the bar - Track Name: Trees Don't Go To Heaven / Half-Heart live 1-30-13
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Drunk, in and on your own reflection, but do you even recognize it?
Inside, have you capsized?
In wine, are you leafing through time, wasting all your confidence?
It was your best offense
It was your best of friends
Will it ever make sense?
The tiny pieces that separate in vortexes, spinning in the kitchens
It's got you wishin'..
That bottle, and that night
That photo, and that fight
But I don't wanna write about it
So fuck this song, this band
This moment, and this plan
I just wanna sing "The Hand" and get you to the hotel
That is where I put you on a level
We break right through the fourth wall
You know, you know, you know you want to come
Right on over here and cross that line
The writing on the wall is on the floor in chalk
I can barely see it , it's so fine
So kick that little shoe out now, and smudge it, just a little
Dip your turquoise toes into my bathtub
Overjoyed to see you in this corner of convienience
If there's one thing I've left behind me, it is my half-heart
If there's one thing I've left behind me, it is my half-heart
Half-heart
