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Untitled (Lullaby)

by Be Okays

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I lost a half hour from Jersey to home
Four AM on the highway, I'm smoking alone
And I'm dreaming
But I should be sleeping

I feel every pothole in the thick of my skin
As the purple reminders slowly set in
I'm hurting
And I may be learning

When the folks in the city call my name
My voice responds, but it isn't the same
'Cause the boy they're calling
Is sleeping now

I wake up the next morning, can't see past my bed
My skull's full of cotton, my body is lead
Serotonin
Has slowed its motion

You tell me to eat and to drink and to rest
Your concern is incision; it opens my chest
Revealing
That I should be healing

When the night is over and I've taken my bows
I have to hold my own hand but I never learned how
When I look in your eyes
Do you look back?

The ghost in the attic sunk into my home
And called out to me from its dark catacomb
"Atoms never do touch"
Oh, but that doesn't mean much

I'll take any beating till hell starts to freeze
But a moment's connection forces me to my knees
You can keep what you took that night
You've earned it, all right

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released July 5, 2014
Music, lyrics, vocals, cellos, and drums by Robyn
More drums by Andy

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