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I think about you,
About your sermons,
And I think about how you,
How you came to the lines you drew
You were so warm, so sure,
I'm scared of what I would have done at your word,
(but for those questions you dodged that maybe mattered more)
I went to your house,
It was bizarre and it was getting late,
Glass of red in hand, you withdrew,
How did you come to the lines you drew
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Dinner With The Boys
03:35
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Dinner with the boys!
Jimmy and Bart seem pretty pissed at being left at the outside of the table. don't you hate that,
all the good conversation's happening around the popcorn chicken.
Jude and Andy seem pretty shocked at the shit Pete just dropped in Johnny's ear, it's like some choose your own apostle shit around here.
Simon, and T-bone, and Matt, they're similarly pissed at being left on the outside clearly theres somethihng special about that popcorn chicken.
Phil and Thommo they're on the inside, but everybody knows they're fucking kissarses and would do anything for a bit of pop,
and Jimmy Major, wrapt attention, is knee deep,
he's neck deep in that popcorn
and all the way from James son of A, to James son of Z, clearly there's something wrong with this scene.
Somewhere between the end of days,
and splitting the bill 13 ways, clearly there's something wrong with this scene.
Dinner with the boys.
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Another extended family wedding,
drunken seeds of wisdom falling,
grown and come to nothing,
like the endeavours of the dead in the bouquet.
It seems to be a day of hurling things each way:
the flowers, the rice, the vows.
And the discarded garter in the light from the marquee,
it only seems to carry any sort of meaning
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I wish it was more like Stephen Spielberg's "Hook"
Where everyone learns when they need to,
And thudballs cannon into things we mistook for obstacles.
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It struck me
how lonely
the sculpture
made me
The wires,
the perspex,
"Orpheus' Lyre"
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Total Depravity
06:48
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I found him on a repurposed basketball court,
he was all dressed up but filthy as hell and falling apart.
I spent all my time holding the parts and hoping I wouldn't be to blame
for the holes and the fraying.
It took 4 years trying to fit all the world in a box for a book.
Like the whole world's just a god trying to get in touch with his mate satan.
I'm not waiting.
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