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lyrics
Disaster come upon me
Disaster in my home
Entrancing shadows dance before
Empty pianos
All these satellites
That glide through my past
Reflect rays from other days
And other suns that didn’t last
Explosions
Explosions
Explosions
Explosions, convulsions
At your tattered feeling
Explosions between two
Send me careening
See now my darkness
And all in silence
I didn’t mean to make
This distance so violent
Explosions
Explosions
Explosions
Her frame, alight
with flames from behind
these animals over
and over again, all the time
This space that grows
In my chest, this cavity
pale grasping ruin
that black empty part of me
Explosions
Explosions, in the city, in plain sight
Explosions, in the city, of all these lights
Explosions, in the city, in the radiating night
Explosions, in the city, bleeding fists full of fight
Explosions, in the city, above my skull, sweet and bright
Oh, my city, Oh, my city, console me
Oh, my city, Oh, my city, let me see you
black and white car alarm siren song
glow all beating colors of the city’s neon
ghosts of the young and broken flower
hang from fire escapes and signs and rhythms, water towers, aching
southern hotels, jersey city, don’t forget your keys
for reconciliation, down on my knees
I know a place I can’t take you but its not to far
over dunes and on highways under that bright north star
we’d be back before the cold with the dead leaves swinging
but for now the air is warm and all the bells are ringing
in my ears, in my chest, from all this distortion
putting me to rest like a sonic abortion
by the time I’m gonna know just what I’m hearing
my body will be gone in a plain pine coffin
that the earth has taken back and hidden in her pocket
next to the eras and the doll and the bombs in her locket
but who needs eternity when we have reason
who needs the sickly sweet breezes of the garden of eden
It’s only explosions the world has ever known
We’re gonna knockdown all our smokestacks and knock us off our throne
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