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The Ruins

by Planes on Paper

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    CD in a jacket, with a painting by Jen on it.

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Monolithia 04:25
Were we the lucky ones? Born under fading star Ancient history, under microscope; survivors of a war Did the beauty die When we got wise To the skull under the skin? Did we cheat our hearts to see the parts of the world we’re living in? That unsightly skeleton Are we the aging bones and unkept promises in the shadow of The Monolith? Are we fleeting thoughts and fading fingerprints in the shadow of The Monolith? When the notes they sang turned in to .wavs, did your opera disappear? When the poets verse is parsed back to words it’s just syllables we hear and it’s what we’d always feared That we could see the paint, not what the picture is, in the shadow of The Monolith Do we love the prism, though the rainbow’s dead, in the shadow of The Monolith? Is it all the same, in the modern age? Are we fleeting thoughts and fading fingerprints in the shadow of The Monolith? Are we aging bones and unkept promises, hiding in our insignificance? In the shadow if The Monolith
Iron Boat 04:40
When I was young I knew a boy, who only loved what he destroyed. He found a toy, that I watched him make his own. It was an iron boat. It sailed the backyard coast-to-coast, but what he loved the most was what he let inside. Cause when the rats get in… through the bowels of the ship, spread their sin, to the hopeful cries of hopeless men who sailed the rising sea. I started running, love. From the tide, I wasn’t fast enough, searching for a place that I could hide. I was needy, dear, reaching out for what was near, and holding on to what was left to hold. And I got stranded to the braches and the thorns that grew away from you, and the air up here is thin and it’s the same old view of rising seas and iron boats. And I’m barely breathing, ma. Up here, I’m barely breathing, ma. But I’m still breathing, ma; please know I’m not alone. Yeah, we’re still breathing, our hands all tired and bleeding and we’re high enough that there’s no way to let go. Now I’m screaming, “love,” in a thousand other voices scared to face the fall, from the heights that we had reached when we were scared and young, and on the run from an iron boat. On disappearing coasts: in frightened masses, we hold each other close, as we’re all swallowed by a sea of rats on iron boats.
The Ruins 04:53
We learned how to swim Every hour a study in chemistry We were cowards We learned to swim Of course, that was way back when In the lean years, when you could trust your friends Thieves were thicker then God, thieves were thicker then That should have been the end But I don’t blame you that you had to try To make me your alibi I’m just confused to why Why it’s so hard to hold my tongue I guess my daddy IS still the general’s kid Same way I’m still his That’s probably what it is So here’s the view of the ruins Prove to you, we didn’t know what we were doing And a city raised around the temples we burned to the ground All those words of blame We find to make up for mistakes we made And beg our dues be paid We pray our dies be paid Here’s the view of the ruins Proof to you we never knew what we doing And a city raised around the temples we razed to the ground All that’s left of our past Solemn, sad artifacts Felt ribbons And photographs of the years we learned to swim


released January 1, 2015


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