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Psalm For Abraham
03:27
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Wide-open eyes blinking sometimes
Mouth gasping for air
Isaac, why that awful stare?
Well we are all animals sometimes
But there’s nothing in this tragedy
Except a history of Irony
Worked to the bone man we all need a rest
So wipe off that sweat man that blood off your chest
Worked to the bone man we all need a rest
So wipe off that sweat man
That blood off your
Get that blood off your ... chest
Rolling around under blue skies
That red vest’s looking worn
Tattered by young matadors
The colour of love hugs the fresh snow
Well Isaac you should know
Abraham does what he’s told
Abraham does what he’s told
Worked to the bone man we all need a rest
So wipe off that sweat man that blood off your chest
Worked to the bone man we all need a rest
So wipe off that sweat man
That blood off your
Get that blood off your ... chest
Worked to the bone man we all need a rest
So wipe off that stress man that blood off your chest
Worked to the bone man we all need a rest
So wipe off that stress man
That blood off your
Get that blood off your
Get that blood off your ... chest
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Debonair
03:22
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I had a flask and a hand rolled cigarette
My tongue was tied in a nicotine safety net
I still remember everything you said
I hope that you remember just a bit
“You look really nice and how’s your boyfriend?”
Why do I always say such stupid shit?
He likes you some but I like you best
A secret glance in half a pirouette
I’m only bitter because I really care
And I’m just glad that you were really there
On the bedroom floor we drank local wines
My veins filled with cum, you didn’t bat an eye
We rolled a joint but didn’t have a light
“It’s okay” I smiled, and said goodnight
I walked home and stepped on every crack
I covet love, I know I’ll never have
I’ll never be content because I lack
I’m not afraid of love, just to ask
I’m only bitter because I really care
And I’m just glad that you were really there
I’m only bitter because I really care
And I’m just glad that you were really there
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Sun Also Rises
04:45
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In a polished life, you’re warned never to wane
Hope the great stain, leads down a road called shame
Like a wicked child, you grow beard on your face
Your cheeks were rosy once, then you aged
You pray to kings of carnivores
You say“God please explain!”
Why you built something sane
Is so strange, it’s so strange
You hope for something different so you look the other way
But hope’s a rotten village, up a mountain made of hate
You’re coddled or else abused, given love or else confused.
You were called pretty once, then you grew
You pray to kings of carnivores
You say“God please explain!”
Why you built something sane
Is so strange, it’s so strange
When you rise in the morning
Getting up before dawn
And the sun also rises
Ever on and on and on
When you rise in the morning
Getting up before dawn
And the sun also rises
Ever on and on and on
Ever on and on and on
Ever on and on and on
Ever on and on and on
Ever on and on and on
Ever on and on and on
Ever on and on and on
Ever on and on and on
Ever on and on and on
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I saw your face
In a mongrel constellation
Moon, star, plane
… And patience
Your countenance
Was tattooed on the bed sheet
With one Velcro hair
The loneliest marquee
And you were here
To make everything glitter
Until you left
So I would yet remember
Like there’s still sparks
In my blood from when I met you
And honey on
My tongue from when I kissed you
Like there’s still sparks
In my blood when I undress you
And honey on
My hand when I caress you
Now I am a child
What a silly thing to be
Obsessed over little things
And always blundering
And you are a child
And what a lovely thing to be
Your curious little feet
Are always traveling
And here, and there, and yet, and again
And
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Based in Toronto, Formalists are a progressive quartet with ties to the city’s classical and jazz communities. Their music combines alt-folk, indie, and western art influences, with a dual ambition to thrill and discomfort. At once elegant, and self-indulgent, Formalists share more then just a love of supine-grape eating with the hedonists of yore. ... more
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