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edible moan

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**Verse 1** You pull up late with the headlights on, My lipstick red and my shoes are gone. Rain on the street like a silver screen, You look at me like I’m seventeen. Cherry cola, motel lights, We’re talking dreams in the parking lot. You say my name like a favorite song, And suddenly nothing feels wrong. **Pre-Chorus** Oh, I know we’re trouble, But trouble looks good tonight. Your hand on my shoulder, The whole world turns into light. **Chorus** It’s you, it’s you, Every road runs back to you. I don’t need heaven, I just need this room. Tell me your secrets, I’ll tell you mine. We can be lonely At the same time. It’s you, it’s you, Everything feels new. Baby, I was blue Till I was blue with you. **Verse 2** We dance in stores when the music plays, Laugh too loud in the checkout lane. You steal a rose from a plastic vase, I wear it like it’s outer space. Neon signs and gasoline, You call me your midnight queen. No big future, no perfect plan, Just your heart in my shaking hand. **Pre-...
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tigres tristes

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**Verse 1** Four sad tigers in second-hand sweaters, posing like saints in a provincial room. One wears glasses and reads rejection letters, one hums softly to the coming doom. The camera flashes, nobody smiles, the wallpaper sighs like a tired old sea. We were born with magnificent stripes, dear, and absolutely no dignity. **Chorus** Oh, Tigres Tristes, how beautifully you fail. You roar like poets with your tails between your tales. And if love is a jungle, then I was badly dressed. Oh, Tigres Tristes, eat my heart and leave the rest. **Verse 2** There were distant villains at the station, boasting loudly over lukewarm tea. Hostages of every conversation, all pretending they were almost free. You said, “Life is only rough wood, rough skin, a wall where the humble crocodiles write.” I said, “Darling, that sounds like a chorus,” and you disappeared into the night. **Chorus** Oh, Tigres Tristes, how beautifully you fail. You roar like poets with your tails between your tales. And if lov...
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edible songs for sad tigers

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Verse 1 A giant wife is moaning In the hallway of the moon, Distant villains whistle An old cartoonish tune. A braggart holds the hostages, But everyone looks bored, Sad and soft as velvet On a crooked wooden floor. Pre-Chorus Running snores in a canoe, Drifting through the night, A jovial cradle full of oysters Rocking left and right. Chorus Sad, sad, sad tigers, Writing on the wall, Crocodiles say yes, humbly, As the chandeliers fall. Rough wood, rough skin, Nobody belongs, Sad, sad, sad tigers Eating edible songs. Verse 2 The distant villains vanish In a limousine of rain, The hostages are singing With a beautifully fake pain. The braggart wears a crown of feathers, Laughing at the floor, While the giant wife keeps moaning Like an ocean behind a door. Pre-Chorus Running snores in a canoe, Under lemon skies, A jovial cradle full of oysters Learning how to cry. Chorus Sad, sad, sad tigers, Writing on the wall, Crocodiles say yes, humbly, As the chandeliers fall. Rough wood, rough skin...
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Natalia

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[Verse 1] By the river, you were waiting With the sunset in your eyes All the orange in the evening Falling softly from the sky And the water kept on moving Like it knew what words can’t say Old regrets and broken stories Carried quietly away [Pre-Chorus] And I don’t know where the night begins Or where the wounded daylight ends But when you breathe, the world comes back Again [Chorus] Natalia, fire on the water Light I never understood You make the dark feel almost holy You make the silence sound like blood Natalia, river in a body Flower rising through the sand Everything feels close to living When you sing and take my hand [Verse 2] You hold life like something fragile Like a fruit about to fall And you open it so gently There is meaning after all There are ghosts inside the evening There are names we never say But your voice becomes a doorway And the pain can walk away [Pre-Chorus] And I don’t know why the heart survives Or why the moon still fills the tide But when you sing, the b...
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dust in love

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When the last light fades and the dark comes close when my breath lets go of the world I know I won’t forget where your fire began even cold black water could not drown my hands I’ll be ash but I’ll still feel I’ll be dust but I’ll love you still Oh, I’ll cross that river with a flame in my chest even after forever I won’t love you less I’ll be gone but not enough I’ll be dust dust still in love Let the body fall let the silence win there’s a part of me death can’t take within No grave, no night no law above can turn this burning back from love I’ll be ash but I’ll still feel I’ll be dust but I’ll love you still Oh, I’ll cross that river with a flame in my chest even after forever I won’t love you less I’ll be gone but not enough I’ll be dust dust still in love
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like nothing at all

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There’s a light inside my room That never shines or fades away A glass half-full of absence A chair that learned to stay Watching days go drifting by Without asking what they mean I’m not waiting for an answer Or a sign against the glass If God ever left a footprint Morning covered up the tracks And deep down in everything There’s no secret underneath I walk because I’m walking Not to get somewhere someday I laugh because the darkness Knows how to keep me safe And if the world forgets my name I won’t curse it when it goes I’m only just a shadow Talking softly to the cold Everything is heavy But somehow it can float Everything is burning But it never turns to smoke Hope is just a jacket That doesn’t fit me anymore I take it off slowly Fold it on the floor And I stand before the air Like nothing at all Like nothing at all Like nothing at all A flower in the desert Doesn’t ask what it is for It opens up its body To a sky of static noise Maybe that is living A useless, beautiful move Again...
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Let it be blue

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There is a country made of almost Where no one ever arrives The sea folds up its silver animals And hides them in the sky You stand there in a weather of roses I stand where the mirrors end Between us the blue door trembles But never learns to bend What never can happen Will not happen Though the heart invents a shore What never can happen Will not happen And still we ask for more O love, impossible orchard O bird that sings inside the snow We name the light that cannot reach us And call it ours before we go The moon prepares its empty banquet The plates are bright with rain A chair is waiting for your shadow A chair is waiting in vain The wind wears your invisible body The trees repeat your name But sound is only sound, beloved And flame is only flame What never can happen Will not happen Though desire builds a door What never can happen Will not happen The sea returns no shore O love, impossible orchard O hand beyond the glass We are the music of a moment That was not allowed to pass...
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