Mornings I'd get up without snoozing Plug in Until the strobe stopped moving Tune in To the present moment and nothing else I'd train At dawn above factories Pen to page Finger to string repeat Some days I'd make a little gain Some days not even But that's okay Cause I'd be playing The long game Sun would sweep Across the gnomon of feet KV Spinning on the SL-1300 Shunning screens and humming Melodies that would keep on coming Just like waking up Cause I'd be playing The long game I'd be playing The long game I want you To leave me in solitude In dying AC The clicking of cooling tubes But when I hear from you There ain't nothing I can do But pace in my pen Wait for your call Make my way past The armored car lot I ain't playing The long game Ain't playing The long game The long game

I heard a fintech bro Calling out for a pre-roll I saw a vendor Holding up a coconut to a couple I was happy to be alone I saw a big white beast Saunter toward me off the leash Waist-high at least Hanging jaw And I was on My New York shit So I kept on walking And as I passed What did I see But a girl lying back in the grass Watching me From behind dark plastic And now I think I should've pet the dog I should've pet the dog I should've pet the dog Now the moment’s gone Should've pet the dog But then again who the fuck Lets a dog like that off of the leash in public She stood up Strode down without a look back Her familiar following Tail trailing slack Toward downtown Where the ground is at risk of liquefaction I should've pet the dog I should've pet the dog I should've pet the dog Now the moment’s gone Dog I should've pet the dog

Nausea Comes and then it goes Nausea In the backseat of a cab Or no it was a bus The horizon was seesawing around us Saliva My head shoved in a backpack Or no that time it was her fleece Heaving up I wasn't sure she would forgive me And I don't want it until I do Then I can't stop it Nausea Comes and then it goes Nausea When I think of the dollars I spend In pursuit of pleasure Invested in suffering With every buck I pay To satisfy my tastes How many other bodies and minds Do I continue to mutilate And I don't want it until I do Then I can't stop it When I'm doubly freed Doubly returned Nausea It's me messed up on transit again A tentative tapping at my shoulder I'm dreading letting new love in Drooling on the couch Ten fingers Ten toes Twenty-eight teeth One nose One dick Kind of arbitrary these bits Can I opt out or is this it And I don't want it until I do Then I can't stop it When I'm doubly freed Then I'm doubly returned Sometimes living just makes me sick But I've got to put up with it

Must have been bit about ‘bout a thousand times Was the third of July We were sitting by the dune Sunset soon Our eyes on water shining Firework blush in the far shore’s sky Shells stuck to your thigh Fingers touching lightly I couldn’t believe This was really real And you started to sing Your low voice goes to the water With a slow vibrato over the Sound Your low voice goes to the water Tender and strange was the melody As if from a dream of another life we’d had As you sang I could feel The moment unreeling Drawn forever back Your low voice goes to the water With a slow vibrato over the Sound Your low voice goes to the water And I can hear it now Your low voice goes to the water With a slow vibrato over the Sound

Back home Well it looks like you followed through Now there’s an echo The walls are looking almost new Maybe I’ll watch videos Til 3 AM pretend that it’s all okay But this place ain’t home It can’t be no And I’ll wake up without knowing quite where I am Without you begging me to stay just a couple more minutes in bed Now the only thing said Is my voice thrown against itself Whether I like it or not I’m turning into someone else I know We’ll be happy someday But it’s got to be apart Feels like that’s what we’ll say I know We’ll make it our own ways And keep it together Cause we’ve got so many other lives When we were here We built our little wheel A future so clear It filtered and concealed All the tensions and nights spent questioning why We shouldn’t get us a ring They said, “We love you guys” But we refused Because we ain’t you Yeah that’s what we told ourselves our last nights on the couch You were hugging a pillow I was stuck two feet away or so Both of us past cried out Fumbling through what we thought we felt Whether we knew it or not It was “us” becoming something else I know We’ll be happy someday But it’s got to be apart Feels like that’s what we’ll say I know We’ll make it our own ways And keep it together Cause we’ve got so many other lives I know We’ll be happy someday It’s got to be apart we’ll say I know We’ll make it our own ways And keep it together Cause we’ve got so many other lives It’s like we’ve seen through The Iceland spar refracted doubly you And I have never been so far and near too We’ll wonder who we are before it’s through I know We’ll be happy someday But it’s got to be apart Feels like that’s what we’ll say I know We’ll make it our own ways And keep it together Cause we’ve got so many other lives I know We’ll be happy someday It's got to be apart we’ll say I know We’ll make it our own ways And keep it together Cause we’ve got so many other lives We've got so many other lives