31 Knots - Candles on Open Water | Текст песни

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Temper cold. Temper swells. Temper breathes. Temper says all I want. Outsource the innocence. Make the day disappear. Caught up in the fake focus of the day. We're so excited we're as bright as the barricades. Day-glow emotions suppressed so we can suffocate. This is the sound of a fit or compulsion. And this gets taken in. Never coming out again. We took to waiting and we made it a game. For every creek we had a person and a name. Bitter ellipsis in search of a sentence. We act...as if...laughing in the distance. Everybody wants a cursor to burden. Everybody a patient escape. Everybody wants and hour clock to bury. Everybody wants candles on open water. Up from the temples came the boiling of blood then rushed down through to fingertips and anything touched by us. One could claim it was a state of emergency. I categorically abhor the reports, alleging every mention that we make is of more. In as much time as it takes to make more we have had less.


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