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Fucked by Punk Rock and Set to the Sun

from Shot From a Canon Into Heaven's Great, Open Mouth by Hybrid Sheep Organizer

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This morning I awoke to the sound of a bird
Flying into my window; It's voice never heard
By the ears on my skull and I thought of you
Invisible walls blocking your every move
And your song is equivalent to birds somewhere near
When you're trying to find what makes the sounds that you hear
Like the redwing-blackbird who hides the red in his wings,
You're too scared to listen to the songs that I sing
And I don't understand, I hope someday that I will
Why you're treated as someone who has no cup to fill
And it kills me to hear that you can't stand yourself
Nobody will read you on the top of the shelf
I'm sorry you're stuck here, but I'm hard to read too
I'd love to be opened but I'd love more for you
To witness the pleasure of a lover's warm seed
So be it, if someday, that lover is not me

We're a couple of birds, we sing among each other
No one knows what we say, but we won't let that be a a bother
And nobody really gets it, that is except for you
You're as willing to listen as the blue-bird is blue
So lay in this nest, a lovely fit for two
And when you awake, I'll catch a worm for you

And I'm guilty of viewing the world through the eyes
Of those who have less things they love than despise
And I've mentioned before, a bird and a stream
But the bird is held captive by the walls it can't see
And you've mentioned ideas of spilling your brains
So i might understand what your tongue isn't saying
You admit that you hear me, my shy, bashful call
My meaning still hidden behind metaphysical walls
So now with a stream of chords, words, and notes
I wait for response, be it of worms or of swords
And please do not listen when I'm branded a gimmick
They'll tell you that Judas is the one whom I mimic
And the sound of you breathing is the oar of my raft
And the will to keep living is the sound of your laugh
And I'm not 100% sure that there is any god above
I'm 100% sure that you're the one I love

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from Shot From a Canon Into Heaven's Great, Open Mouth, released September 1, 2016

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