Sasong
| "Sasong" | |
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| track 7 from Pullhair Rubeye (2007) by Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan | |
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Length: 2:13 | |
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In the city I wander
Worms get smashed under
All those people are busy with things
And here I go crazy
And there I get lazy
Like a calf that is growing six legs
My body's slowly
Figuring out how it fits into moments of missing
Steady in my thoughts
I soften the tight knots
My stomach's alright though it's twisting
But on a beautiful surf I found a seaweed person
In hot light, reflected green on the sand
I was a little uncertain that some things might hurt me
In the night I hid my eyes with my hands
Then off of the breeze I heard a sudden burst and
In fright imagined thumps on the land
There is a house on the trees where all the shadows work and
They don't make their plans your plans
And maybe I'm naïve
To say you should just breathe
And float out of pain when it's hissing
'Cause here I sit crying
When she's not here, I am
I can't handle a moment she's missing
Then I eat with my people
And I laugh at the steeples
'Cause Hell is my own bad thinking
I know that the rain moves
And innards are dream pools
And diamonds are days with fire
And you held the sneeze for as long as you could
Just to cast it to the sneezing void.
I think I have a disease that makes my hearing imperfect
But at least I make some wonderful noise
And back in the trees I saw a shadow's birth but
No one said it's a girl or a boy
You can take all you want from another person
In the end you find you lose your voice
In the city I wander
Worms get smashed under
Those streets where all those people are busy
Here I go crazy,
But there I feel lazy
Like a calf that is growing six legs
My body's slowly figuring out how
It fits into moments of missing