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New Home
03:09
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Rental car mishap
What a perfect to start the weekend
Were folded up in the backseat now like a trio of contortionists
We traded DJ duty
Cuz there is not a fucking chance that we are gonna listen to your sad boy hipster trash
for the whole ride there
When we arrived at our new home
We'd made a couple logistical errors
All the grocery stores in the area were closed
It was shaping up to be a hungry weekend
Oh my god
What if we starve
Some crazy thoughts cross your mind
when your stuck in the car
When we arrived at our new home we sang songs of joy, songs of jubilation
When we arrived
Driving through the country side
The GPS suddenly says "you've arrived"
For an Airbnb this place is particularly difficult to find
I could finally move my teeth from my knees
I laid down in the drive way like a starfish in the street
They don't design these backseats for people who are 6 foot 3
Don't know what you have till it's gone
That rule doubles with mobility
We had escaped our prison on wheels
Now we had the whole world on a string
When we arrived at our new home we sang songs of joy, songs of jubilation
When we arrived
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Part 1: Dreams
02:19
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Double Decades Part 2
03:44
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The nuisance of sunlight pulls me from my coma
My sandpaper tongue drags me to the faucet
Black licorice liqueur staining porcine
Creating a Rorschach out of last nights sins
He said, "My Blood work's come back, I got some funny business going on"
Tear streaked cheeks in this bathroom confessional
We are so generically special
Look out in the street to the weekly art installment
Inebriated artist splatter-paint pavement with vomit
And I can't wait to do nothing today
Can't wait for tomorrow when I'll do the same
I go to my friend's and he kisses his girl on the mouth
That might make some people uncomfortable but I am just happy I left the house
Cheep rum in lieu of wine so we can not think about who's mother died
Unless we stain our eyes crimson and scarlet
We are toxic we are timeless
Look out in the street to the weekly art installment
Inebriated artist splatter-paint pavement with vomit
And I can't wait to do nothing today
Can't wait for tomorrow when I'll do the same
Liquid indifference
Screams out in our veins
We might die of medication
But at least we killed the pain
We hit double decades at record pace
and I swear to god these months feel like days
I'll miss you before even out the door
And if I walked home now I'd be alright
But I refuse to say goodnight so lets hangout
Until i can say good morning
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I wanna wake up to drunk texts from you
Any indication of reciprocation will do
I have a dream where I'm chasing you down a hall way
"are you ignoring me?"
"Yeah, Cuz I want to"
Turn around
Call me out
Buzz me in
What do I stand to loose by being honest with you?
Cuz my mind drives me wild in this silent, empty room
And I act like a child and let my mood be dictated by you
And I confess it was my plan to tell you how badly I want you
To call me out
and ask where I've been
Can we call this what it is?
Turn around
And buzz me in
Can we call this what it is?
Drown me out
I will listen
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We will never
Sit around this table again
I will never twist my head
To make a mental panorama of your faces again
The logistics of a reunion on this scale would be truly baffling
And in not too long some of us will have real jobs or families
The night that you were leaving we sat in the basement where we first met
And I confessed to you how often I'd dreamed about
If the situation had been slightly different
And I am happy with how things turned out now
But there will always be "what if's"
But I will brush them aside, to the back of my mind
Cuz' they could not be more perfect then this
And you told that there was no sense in obsessing over hypotheticals
Drowning myself in the infinity of the things that are technically possible
I try and recall the conversation but I have lost so many details
Isn't it tragic?
That we will be leaving one by one
Boarding airplanes flying to the separate
Continents that we came from
And won't I be miserable?
When I do not see your face
After I drag myself out of bed in the morning or afternoon
Either way, much too late
And he told me, "don't get sappy now dry your eyes
and brace yourself for a long month of difficult goodbyes"
It's easier if we tell ourselves "see you around"
And "I got the worlds greatest pull out couch if you ever find yourself in town"
All good things come to and end, I suppose
But that never really adequately prepares you
Now I'm back at my childhood summer camp
And its the closing ceremony
It was our annual ritual to make best friends
And then sob with them uncontrollably
We get so close
Just to pull ourselves away
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Carl Christensen Seattle, Washington
Singer/songwriter/ composer.
New singles on the way.
Seattle Based.
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