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OH, YOU ACCOLADE, DON’T GET CAUGHT IN THE GEARS OF THE SUN. GET YOUR FEET OFF THE GROUND; YOU’RE NOT FOOLING ANYONE YET. You’re an ocean made of fire. You’re my vice filled with desires. I want to take you home and make you just a little bit colder. I’m growing with every step but shrinking in retrospect. Tonight’s when I ask myself “What is fear but hesitation?” It seems that I’m never awake when the little saint is on my right shoulder. I’ve got a pain for you and it isn’t leaving soon. There’s a wind that feels just like a disease; it whispers for me to carry on. There’s a sun that’s just too bright to see; I know it’s there because I miss it when it’s gone. And when hell freezes over be wary of the one who let’s you know. The spirit and space become one as we’re undone. BUT THAT’S JUST IT / THE CIRCULATION / BACK AND FORTH / AGAIN AND AGAIN.

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from Purgatory, Lust, and Other Scriptures, released May 21, 2014

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