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The last two are Birdsmilk and Words Don't Work, which was the last one we made up and then the first one we ever made up.
Birdsmilk
I followed a ship over the edge
The edge of the map, "here be monsters."
I followed your lips inside your head
Behind your eyes, "here be monsters." Monsters.
I followed a songbird to her nest
Where one of the eggs would be a cuckoo
Would hatch itself and eat the rest
I asked myself, "well, what would you do?"
(then there are three minutes of guitar and drum heroics, and Sonya cooing.)
Words Don't Work (the parts in parenthesis were eliminated toward the end, but they're included here so I don't forget.)
(I tried to see why you failed to see that I lied, lied in three dimensions but it's fine)
I don't need you
'Cause I don't die at the end of this film
The kitchen princess, the prom queen femme
We blurred the lines a little between us and them
Don't tell the anarchists*- don't tell the anarchists- don't tell the anarchists what we do
Don't tell the anarchists now
That I need you
That I don't die at the end of this film
I could not sleep
But you could not dream
(I tried to see why you failed to see that I lied, lied in three dimensions but it's fine)
I don't need you
I don't die at the end of this film
And Saturn returned, and she swept slates clean
Twenty-five lives since Halloween
And Mercury's out in retrograde
Words don't work, fuck a serenade now
'Cause I don't need you
I don't die at the end of this film
I could not sleep
But you could not dream
*"Don't tell the anarchists" was the name of the bedroom Alex and I shared at the Fork in the Rode because we spend a lot of time doing non-radical things like watching Law & Order: SVU on the internet.
Birdsmilk
I followed a ship over the edge
The edge of the map, "here be monsters."
I followed your lips inside your head
Behind your eyes, "here be monsters." Monsters.
I followed a songbird to her nest
Where one of the eggs would be a cuckoo
Would hatch itself and eat the rest
I asked myself, "well, what would you do?"
(then there are three minutes of guitar and drum heroics, and Sonya cooing.)
Words Don't Work (the parts in parenthesis were eliminated toward the end, but they're included here so I don't forget.)
(I tried to see why you failed to see that I lied, lied in three dimensions but it's fine)
I don't need you
'Cause I don't die at the end of this film
The kitchen princess, the prom queen femme
We blurred the lines a little between us and them
Don't tell the anarchists*- don't tell the anarchists- don't tell the anarchists what we do
Don't tell the anarchists now
That I need you
That I don't die at the end of this film
I could not sleep
But you could not dream
(I tried to see why you failed to see that I lied, lied in three dimensions but it's fine)
I don't need you
I don't die at the end of this film
And Saturn returned, and she swept slates clean
Twenty-five lives since Halloween
And Mercury's out in retrograde
Words don't work, fuck a serenade now
'Cause I don't need you
I don't die at the end of this film
I could not sleep
But you could not dream
*"Don't tell the anarchists" was the name of the bedroom Alex and I shared at the Fork in the Rode because we spend a lot of time doing non-radical things like watching Law & Order: SVU on the internet.