The sky goes from concrete to charcoal. I"m laying on my back on the roof. I"m gonna shoot these clouds full of holes. I need some fucking light to pour through Because December"s got me up against the ropes.

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And I don"t know how to get loose. I can"t get feeling back in my toes. I"m walking in circles with you Like we"re lost Canadian geese. I should be south of here already. I"ll be your dead bird. You"ll be my bloodhound. You"re just doing what you"re told; Pick my body off the ground. I"ll be your dead bird.
I"m staring at Hemingway"s shotgun. I picture him drinking alone. He"s forgetting things that he wouldn"t have before. His eyesight"s starting to go. And I heard all about how his plane went down after Christmas in the Congo. He read about his own death in the paper. I bet it was freeing to know. When you destroy anything worth chasing, There"s nowhere left to go.
I"ll be your dead bird. You"ll be my bloodhound. You"re just doing what you"re told; Pick my body off the ground. I"ll be your dead bird. Hanging from your mouth. You"re doing what you"re told; Gonna make your master proud. It"s good to know I didn"t die for nothing. December"s got me backed into a corner again.

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My ears are back. My teeth are showing. I"m combing through the wreckage trying to find where I"ve been. I still get phantom pains, But from a safer distance. I"ll be your dead bird. You"ll be my bloodhound. You"re just doing what you"re told; Pick my body off the ground. I"ll be your dead bird. Hanging from your mouth. You"re doing like you"re told; Gonna make your master proud. It"s good to know I didn"t die for nothing. December"s got me backed into a corner again. My ears are back. (I didn"t die for nothing.) My teeth are showing. I"m combing through the wreckage trying to find where I"ve been. I still get phantom pains, I didn"t die for nothing.
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I can"t believe it"s been almost 3 years since you guys released this album. TWY are one of the very few bands that I can put on at any time and feel like I"m taken away to this endlessly beautiful and loving space with not only the band but every other person who has heard or connected with one of your songs. Thank you so much for all the hard work and blood, sweat, and tears you guys put into your music. (the others being maybe the beatles, pink floyd, and alanis morisette and george watsky, odd mixture I know, hah.) Fellow fans, I love you all so much. TWY, I love you guys so much, and thank you for giving us a way to connect to not only you and ourselves but eachother as well.