AMY ANNELLE

CALL IT SLEEP

the places
2004-00-00
amy annelle BMI

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the grace is gone. and along with it, the goodwill. we've inventoried what's ours, and locked it up. blue lights flashing pictures quickly. and oh, boy, did they get you cheaply. you're lonely 'cause you're never alone. and in lines and rows, we head home. i want to be the scenery. the birds, the clouds and the trees. there was a pretty blue lake i found. and in this early light, i could not see bottom. and all around it, birds are waking, and warming up their singing voices. their voices form a warning chorus. in lines and rows, we head home. back to the beds we made of shit and stone. and oh, how safe and sound...for now, for now, for now...
the places
2004-00-00
amy annelle BMI

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who put your eye out? who cut the lights and sent you to stumbling? well i found out the easy way: the more that you think it, the less you should say. now i see how you're like me. and how you hate those faces you make. brother of mine. how you lied all this time. choking on what you didn't ask for. found this picture of you falling. mouth half-open, and we're laughing. are you fooling? who's the fool? now you, now you, now you know what i wouldn't do for you.
the places
2004-00-00
amy annelle BMI

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if you took every hostile atmosphere and pumped it full of air, until the deadly gases dissapear, would a heart start beating? somewhere i know it's starting now, (and though there's now way to really know) it's growing arms and it's growing legs, and soon: it's starting thinking..."CLEAN STARTS OR 'STARTING OVER', IT JUST CAN'T HAPPEN HERE". i'll never know what you want... all the space is already taken! "ALL THAT'S BROKEN OFF COMES BACK TO CIRCLE YOU! GET CLEAN, START BREATHING AGAIN! THOSE BROKEN-OFF THINGS ARE SICKENING!"
the places
2004-00-00
bill holt (the dreamies)
the places
2004-00-00
amy annelle (BMI)

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already no, too much. enough dust to choke all oklahoma, and blot the sun. give up, gave too much. lay the ghost, go effortlessly with it. i fight 'til the death: and you're next. crash land. escape. pick up sounds that never got to tape. fight 'til the death, i'll see you in the next life. WITH A DULL BLADE, IT COULD TAKE ALL NIGHT.