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I'm told Jesus invented wine
And since then it's been a long, slow slide
We're always falling in love with each other at separate times
Flipped upside-down, super wide and backwards
In each other's eyes
Judith dropped the eucharist on the floor
Father Good bent down to kiss the carpet
Later on, she saw him at the store
Buying a six-pack and ingredients to make some more
Oh, it shuts off
And no one knows where it goes
And the edge of every black hole
Is infinitely cold
And so endlessly full
When I was thirteen or so
I saw the innocent glow expressed by my halo
Blur into the ether
Underneath the bleachers
Pig dust and pie crust
Inflatable hammers
I threw up on the gravitron
Blacked out, no idea who it landed on
Five Hail Mary's later I was absolved
Clean slate, didn't even have to tell my mom
Until now
But somehow I suspect that wasn't enough
Because you know I'm still that shy kid on the bus
Apologizing to inanimate stuff
Just because it passes by my window
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Done Again
04:48
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When cliches and cheap rhymes dream
They dream of being used
And bottles of water don't want to expire
But they do
I keep a fake bird in a real cage
In the corner of my living room
And it stares all night out the window
Through closed eyes, repeating
My love language relies on no one really listening
Like a moth in the dark, I can fly straight/with intention
And if I should ever come undone
I swear I'll try my best to become
Done again
Like back in '16
On New Years Eve
When I fell asleep on the hardwood floor
Of an empty Apt. 7B
The landlord was painting after we moved out
And when I woke up from the dream
Of my head in the guillotine
I had such a hard time explaining the scene
To the boots of the two humorless police
That arrested me
Somehow I always find my way back home
Even when I'm ghost-lost, double dark
On the side of the road
If the trick when you're sick is to stick with being alone
Then I'm sorry for wasting your time
Who am I
To think I get multiple tries
At appreciating the good things in my life
When it's more
Than sunshine trapped in my taillights
When it's love or at least what "love" ought to feel like
Who am I
To think I get multiple tries
At appreciating the good things in my life
When it's more
Than sunshine trapped in my taillights
When it's love or at least what "love" ought to feel like
When it's love
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Cloud Shaped Like a Fist
04:08
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Watching smoke climb toward the moon
Melancholy in full bloom
Stuck inside the present tense
Where I can choose to be alone
Dig a shallow mote around me
I can sit in my shadow
Watching my breath go out again
Dropping plot chart variables
Trigger flashpoints, chemicals
And all my neighbors out in their lawns
Standing in robes
I will be far from alone
There'll be strangers all around me
I can sit in my shadow
Watching my breath
My closest friend
And I feel like something's wrong
But I don't know what it is
A cloud shaped like a fist
Across the sun
And I feel like I'm in love
But I don't know what it means
A cloud shaped like a fist
Across the sun
And I feel like something's wrong
But I don't know what it is
A cloud shaped like a fist
Across the sun
And I feel like I'm in love
But I don't know what it means
A cloud shaped like a fist
Across the sun
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Car Broke Down
04:50
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Car broke down
I guess I gotta live here, now
Boy and how
I guess I gotta live here, now
Home is a breach
In the clouds
Ever-changing
I wasn't ready for you
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monopines Moscow, Idaho
Some music from Moscow, Idaho
monopines recommends:
Mother Yeti - Live Sessions
by Mother Yeti
My favorite Palouse-area band ever since moving here and seeing them live almost 4 years ago. Bill is a talent grenade. One of the most entertaining live shows for miles and miles.
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Desolation Horse
by Desolation Horse
Unbelievable songwriter, this guy. Desolation Horse's debut album was my climbing-out-of-the-pandemic soundtrack and will forever remain a guaranteed pick-me-up.
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Danny's music is some of the warmest and most human art I've experienced, and he's one of the bravest musicians I know.
go to albumIf you like monopines, you may also like:
Our Chemistry is a Tightrope
by porcupine
Hopscotching from jangle pop and post-hardcore to math rock and shoegaze, these Minnesota rockers have a gift for musical multitasking.
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Hayes Noble's version of indie rock blends the blown-out textures of shoegaze and the energy of punk with catchy songwriting.
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Meandering guitars, laid-back vocals, and catchy choruses make this the perfect end of summer album.
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