slow sundays - desert liminal lyrics
i still daydream ways to burn our empty house
slow sundays chase a face to blow a ring of smoke around
i still slip out after dark to ride the curves
then skip walk home alone to breath the sea and hear it burn
in the easy dream i drift into the street
they drive slow there, live stoned
left side you die, on the right you won’t
i still slip all of the strays into my purse
hiss prank calls through the walls and fake it sane within the curse
i still sell new ways to shake an old machine
left broke down cold and aged and faded blank as anything
in the easy dream i slip out through the floor
i dream slow there, live high
cold swaths of sun to sin inside
flames l!ck up slow, take down the whole sky
some sick solipsistic joyride of mine
you’re out, you lose them cards you show
nothin got me off like sayin no
you’re out, you lose them cards you show
nothin got me off like going home alone
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