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Ritual
02:24
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We come from a family of soldiers
We are the poets who drive on empty
The moon outside our reach has atrophied
We come from a family of scavengers
We are the birds competing for the bones
The moon hangs low tonight, so alone
I’ve spent so many nights on the cliffs in your eyes
I’ve slept so many times on the cliffs
It’s ritual
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Ghost Town Without You
03:00
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Standing into the night
I’m gonna reach inside
To find you, to find
My life is a ghost town without you
There’s something in the walls
A beating in the floor
Your heart is all I wish to hold
It’s a distance I can’t close
A beating in the floor
My life is a ghost town without you
My love is a ghost town without you
Stranded with the gold at the core of the flame
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The Real Thing
05:22
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You're the real thing, baby
And you make me wanna get high
I don’t have much
But I’d fight to the death for your touch
I spent my last cent today
I hope you don’t mind I stole this rose from a grave
Tonight will you possess me?
Will you make me feel invincible?
Let’s get fucked up and lose our minds
‘Cause all we’ve got is time
You’re the real thing, baby
And you make me wanna get high
I don’t have everything
All I have are my dreams
But I’ll let you climb with me
Possess me
Oh, you make me feel unlike myself
Let’s leave this town behind
Driving with the windows down
We’ll make it where we make it
We'll make it when we make it
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Girls On The Subway
04:05
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I’ll be your victim
Another stranger in love
I don’t care where we’re going
But can I ride with you?
I really don’t mind standing as the city moves
Outside of time
Through invaded hearts
With teenage names carved
In the subway cars
Girls on the subway
I’ll be your victim
It's in your bloodline
The cheekbones of a skyline
Your pin-up pose
As you stand alone
Makes me want to sell my gold
Will you take me underground?
I’ll be your evidence
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Coyotes
02:24
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Coyotes in the boneyards of my dreams
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Remains
05:42
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In the crush of midnight space
We dissolve into the shadows
It’s our escape
I keep my hands pressed against the light of you
As you rise into the bone of the moon
It’s a heaven sickness
It’s a true madness
When my remains remain this way
Will you wait 'til dark for me?
In the rush of anxious blood
We’ve made a trophy out of the sun
When the world doesn’t want you
I’ll pull the planets down to you
May my remains remain this way
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Shane Cashman Cornwall, New York
JOYLESS KINGDOM: POEMS — ARRIVING OCTOBER 2020
Shane Cashman"s writing has been featured in The Atlantic, Pitchfork, BBC Travel, Penthouse, Atlas Obscura, and VICE.
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