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The Circular

by The Way of the Dinosaur

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1.
Drifting 02:29
We've been drifting and I know why It's clear my dear that something's died I've seen the past and future tied I've watched the mechanisms sigh I havent slept for long in days Been counting every single way I have a melancholy bed I have a buzzing in my head My thoughts are trying to get away Im full of things I cannot say My dreams are all about decay I'm acting like old friends with pain I do not think that time exists I'm running circles in the mist I'm feeling blurry as of late like light that rain is giving weight I havent slept for long in days Been counting every single way My dreams are all about decay I'm acting like old friends with pain
2.
Fettered 01:55
I am sinking down down down lens is shrinking with no sound Ive been drinking screaming nouns between my blinking perfect frowns Fruitless gestures in the dark sadness festers cold and stark I had better tie my shoes tho Im fettered tired and blue
3.
The one 01:11
the one that I love is a fading idea she is backing away and becoming less clear I am holding myself lest I throw out my arms I am tearing in half and she is no longer charmed the one that I love leaves a trail of growth I could find her again with the spark in us both but she laid in the bricks to keep it closed and gone it is still smoldering tho the air has grown wan
4.
1's and 2's 02:48
I see 1's and 2's aging in the blue I see me and you some things just aren't true swimming in my shoes diving down for clues glinting in the mud buried by the flood muted pumping blood bubbles dancing up (air I let go of blurry sun above)
5.
gaunt, and tall with eyes so still from his mouth smoke curled up caught in the ways prodded and goaded buildings of air before him exploded paled by time lined, and ledgered left a trail of skin behind caught in the ways prodded and goaded buildings of air before him exploded
6.
City 05:19
There's a city in my head the streets are cobbled and their dead there are windows on the walls that you cant see through at all There's a door that's boarded shut It is green and roughly cut There's a whistle in the air I have plaster in my hair There is sadness in my chest It's determined not to rest Buildings lean to hear me pass I see them in shards of glass I am gathering my books stacking them to take a look Climb the pile against the wall Out the window ashes fall I am scouring with my eyes I see something from afar through the cities murky guise a figure climbing over cars In a window theres a face he is wet and has no coat I am quickening my pace I can feel my insides float I cant see a way inside I lean out to look straight down Rent the silence with my cries I cannot make any sound Beat my fists upon the stone I no longer feel alone I keep yelling till I'm hoarse when I sit the ground is coarse She is staring at my eyes in my stomach knots are tied There's a city in my head the streets are cobbled and their dead there are windows on the walls that you cant see through at all There's a door that's boarded shut It is green and roughly cut There's a whistle in the air I have plaster in my hair
7.
Tired 02:15
The night smelt old, and clung like algae. He weaved beneath the street lamps, careful not to brush the light. All his motions through the dark left their trail which slowly died; whispers in the hollow theatre, memories that never were. She was in an old car cutting through the stillness looking for an answer with the radio dial stars were in a frenzy milky way was shining corners she was burning with the whip of the wheel I am tired of wanting I am tired of speaking I am tired of wanting I am tired of speaking
8.
Moss 02:07
Sun seems a bit late today me and the birds are awake gradient so slow to change see all its spectacular range Smoke from the furnace is soft particles drifting aloft sifting through ancient ideas nothing seems terribly clear I cant be the same way I was change has grown slowly like moss I can try to scrape away but it wont be there again

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released January 11, 2014

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