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The World in Color

from 10 by Old Poetry

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I saw a statue wrapped in vines and I couldn't help
But think of how the world is black and white
And how you colored it with precious little colors of your eyes
And of your smile and of your hair
Throw that bandana on and remind me the reason I am here
Oh love, please tell me how I'm precious: how I'm quick to melt your heart
And how your chest is feeling empty because you wish we had never parted
And tell the angels who are hiding to come back to where they were
Because I can't shake these fucking nightmares, and I've no other place to turn

I saw your hands grab at my own and I couldn't help but wake up screaming
Choking on my thoughts, and wondering if my heart was still beating
But the truth is I wouldn't mind turning into a ghost so I could perch up on those branches and watch through your window
You're the love I couldn't save
You're the cancer in my brain
You're the lines I blow, the thickest smoke, and the pills I hate to take
And I know you love my suffering: the pain that comes with each word I sing
And the way my sorry mouth bleeds when I try to bite my tongue

Oh, love please tell me how I'm precious
How you want me even more this time around
And we could make promises on your bedroom floor
And we'll think of baby names, we'll head up north for summer days
And at night we'll sit by fire pits and you'll look at me
The same way you did when we were younger
When the world was green and red
And all I needed was your smile and a place in your brother's bed
Tell the angels who are hiding to come bring me my own wings
Because tonight's the night I cleanse myself
Tonight's the night that you are free

I should've take my own advice and kept my head down
I should've kept on moving through you like a ghost town
But I remembered you in the summer getting undressed in that camper
Before your day out on the river
You were Montana

There will always be things I will never know
Come repair our wild northern hearts

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from 10, released February 11, 2022

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Dad emo from Montana and New Jersey. Thank you for listening.

art direction: Allison Grainer

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