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In the bewitching hours I feel you, well inside my bones. Gripping to the soul you've come to know. But I don't ever want to wake, in another blood-soaked room, singing now my friends are dead, and I guess I'm coming soon.

Who are you to tell me who I am or what to do?

Suits and ties, freak me out. Khaki slacks like heart attacks, steal the souls of average jacks who see the green and can't look back. Family friends and favorite pens, stupid shoes and cooing hens, Xanax bars and 9-5, can you die if you're never alive?

Walk run here we go.

Beautiful as sadness,
Washing over me.
Visceral the feelings,
Drips from all the trees.
Feeling is a sign that maybe it's just nice to be,
Life is made of water, when I push it, it just comes right back to me.

Everyday is what you make. It's okay don't be afraid. Life is water, it's not glass, push it you will always come right back.

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from Retrospective, released February 11, 2016

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