[ti:Like Blood Does]
[ar:Cymbals Eat Guitars]
[al:Why There Are Mountains]
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[00:-04.00]Cymbals Eat Guitars - Like Blood Does
[00:-03.00]LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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[00:03.51]Nightly, empty, luminous ballrooms roll back in your skull
[00:17.98]I resigned myself to all the disappearance
[00:24.59]I was sure the cops would come calling
[00:28.70]Some sick shivering morning
[00:33.51]
[00:36.50]I live in Newark now where cars speed away
[00:48.97]And weekend freebasers bury their stems
[00:55.82]In shaded groves and muted clearings
[01:02.19]
[01:07.59]In Philadelphia, we didn't know
[01:13.50]Clammy hands and beaming thresholds
[01:20.82]
[01:34.51]And I'm visited by naked reality
[01:41.70]In the higher gloss of the cars that cut in front of me
[01:49.24]And depression is nothing compared to what's in store for them
[02:02.45]
[03:03.59]Having hitched across America
[03:07.27]Like an itinerant laborer
[03:10.11]Or a serial killer on pulsing arterials
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[03:15.66]I numbly recline
[03:17.95]In a filthy slicked lawn chair
[03:20.67]As our garage yawns behind me with tunnels
[03:26.24]
[03:51.58]The pinkest sky I'd ever seen
[03:58.52]Still pocked with dirigibles
[04:03.60]And flying machines that opened up
[04:08.95]
[04:34.88]I thought it'd begun hailing but amethyst and glass
[04:42.77]Were raining down from an unmarked aircraft
[04:50.42]Covering the cooling tar totally
[04:57.00]In manufactured street sheen
[05:00.43]
[05:01.34]I've been finding clipped-off Parliaments everywhere lately
[05:04.67]I take it as a sign that you're around
[05:07.82]
[05:56.53]See J passed away
[06:01.60]For the first time in June
[06:06.02]And the last time last night in the Warren
[06:10.15]
[06:13.32]As a warm, round, mournful sound
[06:19.78]Flooded my room
[06:25.27]
[06:27.52]Like blood does from the faucets of pitch-black bathrooms
[06:32.94]during adolescent summoning rituals
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