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Empty Promises
01:35
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HURTis
06:20
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Some people don't start aging
Until it's too late
to fully recover
What's been lost and destroyed.
Some turn 16, and never get a day past it.
Nothin much hasn't changed.
You didn't have to
take it out on me.
All I ever wanted
was someone
Someone to look up to.
We become most what we hate--and can't beat
And since I couldn't beat you I became you instead.
Our dysfunctions are fed by
Familial presence. They coddle
And bribe with cursed assurance.
Does anyone really love you?
If they can't tell you when you're wrong
Do you know for sure
that anybody really loves you?
If you were scared, you never said a thing.
And if you hated me, I don't know what I've done.
I found darkness
I know you have too.
We'll all find darkness
I just wanted
to laugh at it with you.
Does anyone really love you.
Does anyone really love you.
Does anyone really love you.
Do you even love yourself?
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Offensive
02:31
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Awakening is sure,
So forget your slumber —
When your lids will close
On the light of your darkness.
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IN-LAWS
03:11
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New habits die old,
and old habits die few.
Every person single has standards too high.
But otherwise engaged they’re simply too low.
So let’s build us a prison
We can step inside as equals
And then we’ll both have something to burn.
I want to be someone special
to you one day.
In other words
Let's make each other cry…
Spoken: (with vows... forever and ever.)
So you’ll gain weight some day
and I will resent you—or maybe I won’t.
I’ll lose my job,
We’ll lose our house
Our children won’t respect us
I’ll hate your in-laws (Wait. Wouldn't that just be my family?)
I’ll hate your in-laws, if you’ll hate mine.
You’ll hate my in laws and we'll all hate yours.
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Siblings
00:59
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You and me
Don't have to be
Enemies
We could be
Good siblings
And friends
We could play
All day
Till Mom comes in
And ruins everything
We could be happy
Just you and me.
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Crapé Diem
03:47
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What a friend Jesus has in Sinners
A purpose to guide the will.
How many stamps do you need to send stamps?
What of the nameless, do we cry for you?
Did you know to cry too?
Let’s cry for statistics, grasp at the humanity we have left.
In this day and age, who do we blame?
Will you look you in the mirror, if I'll look back at me?
We’re running out of reasons to pursue our breath (guilt)
The future is unwinding in the present
The past reliving in the pleasant
If we could but glimpse realities unknown
Aren't memories romantic? Cuz you don't have to be there...
Aren’t memories romantic? Let's just stay home... (make memories here)
If you knew what would kill you, before it killed you
Would you ever get out of bed?
Would you seize the day
Or would you just hang your head?
Let’s cry for statistics, grasp at the humanity we have left
In this day and age, whom do we blame?
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The Kiwi Tree
02:58
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Have you ever seen the kiwi tree?
Well neither have I.
But Wouldn't you like to eat one with me?
We can certainly try...
If he wasn't a tool before he said "I do.”
He certainly will be afterwards—as they all do.
If it weren't for secretaries
where would our step mothers be?
If you tune out the mosquitoes
they will suck your blood
more silently.
But what do you know?
But what do you know?
Not very much...
I finally found a kiwi tree
Turns out their fur isn't for eating...
Our death was knowledge free... sweeter ends are meeting.
If I could die any slower I’d have to blame you.
Like a feral mange that perches on a yorkie... "you're cute!" Isn't helping.
Are these few fruit properly rottening?
They should sit a little bit longer…
The tallest blade of grass ought to be cut first.
The blades have just been sharpened.
The blades have just been sharpened.
The Blades have just been sharpened.
Every drop thinks it caused the flood alone...
But the clouds couldn't care less
But what do you know?
But what do you know?
Not very much.
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Dawn sets upon the heartbreak of reality.
And the sun lights the darkest of our shadows.
My shadow's shadow has no friend--and I feel loneliest with you.
You've lit our whole world
From the ashes of desire
Our forests have burned down
They’ve caught your fire.
You've lit our whole world
From the ashes of desire
Our forests have burned down
We've caught your fire.
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Look in the Mirror
01:38
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Do you look in the mirror to see yourself,
Or to make sure you’re properly hidden?
You shouldn't have to look in the mirror... (Look in the mirror.)
Who knows what you will find?
Looking through the glass of your eyes
Are those even your eyes?
Do you look in the mirror to see yourself?
To make sure you're properly
Hidden.
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We Are All But Stories
04:28
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Today you are becoming the story you'll be. An entirety composed in a few minutes.
Repeated, rewritten, and sung... you'll never know all the things you've done.
Mournful, hysterical, embittered... didn't you choose how you'd be remembered.
*Interlude*
Anecdotes armed with adjectives few,
sprawled across the room
They paint a wretched portrait for all to hear
The unsettling tale of doom.
If you and I had really but met, would we have thought this much of about it?
Would you have given us something (anything) to suffer for?
Or would you have taken what little was left?
Life and dark often meet, would you have been my light?
The world is full of stories untold.
And it seems all the worse for the ones it has known.
Don't you wish it had known yours?
Don't you wish it had remembered you?
Don't you wish it had remembered you?
Don't you wish it had remembered you?
*breath of mortality*
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Suicide
04:48
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Wind bloomed the flowers by,
And rays of summer tended to their colors.
Nature lead him into a loving arm
On a day of self made sorrows.
The day's loneliness glorified.
The day’s loneliness glorified.
The day joylessness committed suicide.
The day joylessness committed suicide.
Rains provide a music divine
That plays upon roofs and ponds alike,
The rumbling of thunderous distance
In the security of doubts and prayers.
The waning evening
allows the introspective nothings
of a solitary reader and his pipe,
to pour forth incense in the name of the Unspoken.
Doesn’t silence render peace?
Does silence render peace?
A gentle reminder of we’ll be.
If I didn't quite find joy, at least it wasn't despair.
And that's made all the difference.
The day's loneliness glorified.
The day's loneliness glorified.
At last joylessness found suicide.
At last joylessness found suicide.
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Merried
04:24
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What was the last of your final thoughts?
Did you miss all your chances, and all the times you fought?
Does she know you love her
even though she isn't here?
Did they all come true—all the things you feared?
Here at the end, what have you left to lose?
No don't say or death might take ours too.
We got married standing in shared graves.
In them we'll grow separate one day.
Our memories shared will float away.
But the trees well watered will have to stay.
No matter whom you love
and how much they hate you
each of us must die alone.
Pretty clothes and ashes,
Gardens of bones.
As you go onwards, I'll wave alone.
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Hope Springs Internal
04:13
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My little ray of sunshine
You greet me in the morning time
The shape of your love is all through my vision
And it preys on my heart’s inclination
To move forward
And not look backward
Our momentum will carry me away
At least for the rest of today
I'm glad for a few moments together
And beside me, you could reign forever
This darkness is so lonesome
And I've seen all I'll need from
Today
Unto our arms we'll flounder
And sink above the laughter
Our hearts might take a beating
With the silver of our lies finally meeting
Today Today
Today
I've had enough of the blinds and curtains
So cut them down and burn them
Crack the songs of birds wide open
Introduce your home to something new
Introduce your soul to something true
Introduce your home to the few
Introduce your soul to someone true
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Bomethius Chicago, Illinois
Bomethius is the solo project of Chicago-based multi-instrumentalist and singer-songwriter Jonathan Hodges. A capable pianist, guitarist, and vocalist, Hodges has also studied the violin since he was 3 years old. With Bomethius, he draws from his classical training for a mischievous brand of baroque pop that echoes the sounds of Andrew Bird, Elliott Smith, and Randy Newman. ... more
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