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lirik lagu willow-tabarnak - oh the things we know to be so small

(sampled intro from raising arizona (1987))
that night i had a dream~
i drifted off thinking about hapiness, birth and new life
but now i was haunted by a vision of~

he was horrible
the lone biker of the apocolypse
a man with all the powers of h~ll at his command
he could turn the day into night
and laid to waste everything in his path
he was especially hard on the little things~
the helpless and gentle creatures
he left a scorched earth in his wake that left
befowling even the sweet desert breeze that whipped across his brow
he was horrible

for he was the fury that would be~
when florence arizona found her little nathan gone

(body)
i’ll write the wires notes in french, as soon as i figure out what to say
to the second to last person who still knows the epoch by the old name
and who was a tester audience for the atrocities held in my eyes and face

in dreams i’m still unshaved, unbrushed, and live down the hall
you’ll always be welcome of course, but i don’t blame you if you don’t want
because those poeple who hugged in the bus stop stayed, and are gone
[i still insist and explain its still macdos in your honor
as i defend my most cherished dreams memorial
like you aren’t out there right now, and i can’t just call

my phone still mentions you, and flights to charles de gauls
and i walk through the same idea, that it might not be too far
i’ll always catch it the next spring or summer, or maybe winter or fall
[waiting for them to build a train between us every fall]
➽
[you can tell me about the cinemas and our old lovely scared things
and i can catch you up on my incessant obsessions and catastrophes
and take the pills and supplements for a chronic lack of proximity

i still do hope we beat portal 2, from the end back to the start
and that while you missed my favorite you still get to meet my dog
and in the oysters and stakes we ordered years ago, we can still talk

maybe we can run like children in the airport like we were meant to
you break out blouse and b~ttons, and i’ll finally break out the moomoo
and tear up any notion of a bucket list and play in the snow

and i’ll keep my promise that if by some catastrophe i get married
take the last book with dust down from the top shelf and to meet
two aliens that have a jar of formaldehyde and a strange piece of me]
➽
i’m sorry i dragged you to a walking tour of my own personal h~ll
and i would like to apologize for everything i remember about myself
you deserved better, but i’ll always be thankful for the help
two men, only amongst men~ with shovels and rumors of an angel
but despite everything i still dream of walking with you my virgil
because i miss my friend, the one who walked with me through it all

despite it all your name still ringings a protected monogrammed bell
a residence in not suited for friends, but held still sacred and special
the habits formed in altars to the favorite people of someone awful

{i still make the trip to the forgotten shores galleries occasionally
leave macdos in tribute to the cracks that where always (quietly) forming
say my prayers and wonder if or when this buildings collapsing
[and say my prayers against the moving shorelines]

if you’re ever any closer than an ocean i will absolutely make the stop
i’m rarely near these doors, but use the same keys for the locks
but if you want to visit i’d love to have you anytime, just knock
[i’ll say a million random names as i fall asleep on the futon]]

i’ll carry you in to do lists in a life that constantly gets more busy
and remember your love in dishes, redlights, and folding laundry
but i’ll never forget you
i’ll still be there if ever you need

(sample cont.)
the father sits at his cabin door
wiping his tear dimmed eyes
for a lonly son, soon shall walk
through yonder scaffold rise
is he a’ight?
he’s a’ight, he’as just havin a nightmare

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