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You're house is small on that hill with the hall, where your stomach can't crawl, your skin fades like a doll's into your old age where you break up the pay that you made and then saved for your meds and a grave. Keep eyes on the road...HAVE YOU SEEN THESE STREETS?! When the sky starts to weep all the leaves off the trees in a swarm of red and green I can't read because my mind is so free, but it don't want to be.

No I don't think so.

Permission, permission. I don't want suspicion. I need this condition with wisdom that's twitching 'cause you can't say you know if you don't relate. You want nothing from me, but that's all that I'd take. Oh I'm a misery-thumpin', this country I'm stuck in. All my lack of luck and my missing that's toughing out all these nights. I won't make myself right. Sleep alone though it's like a coffin every time.

No I need nothing, but I have to live and I want to give and stop feeling so stiff. Myself makes me sick, and I know it does you, I can see how you move. You'd say "it's true. We can't choose" but that's all that we do.

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from Big Neighborhoods With Big Houses, released February 1, 2011

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Stephen Roberts, Christian Baraks, Samuel Bernhardt,
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