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Ornithology

by Whit Waltman

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1.
Vertical slums, rhetorical qualm We hid our faces from the bomb Drain your life from the poison balm We’ll feel the heat when it drops Ripped from space and spit out on a curb Merry Christmas you punk little bastard Barebone backs and skin defects We weren’t designed to withstand the blast Anarchy climbs to the top of the peak Hoisted by late nights where we used to speak Powdering blue on a gospel of youth Reaching for God, delayed by the proof If we fuck up, well I guess that’s for good Reduced to vast ash to stain awful wood Backyards burn and icebreakers melt We mocked the sun and now we were dealt Splinters hide among a field of hay Never knowing what needle will put you at bay Squirming in a chair cause you’re scared to death Squint in the distance just to see your breath It's better to flee than to flat out die Stay up for hours to attend the sunrise Screeching bird perched on the rack Why did you feel the need to come back?
2.
Sun Sets Low 03:04
When the sun sets low and the clocks don't chime And I'm running away from all you chemical minds Wave your face from side to side Everybody knows that it's boring to die Everybody quiet now Everybody silent Everybody walking round' this town feeling violent Everybody quiet now Shut your mouth Cause I don't know if this deal will go south This deal will go south When the sun sets low and the clocks don't chime And I'm running away from all you chemical minds Wave your face from side to side Everybody knows that it's boring to die Killers in the kitchen Killers in the yard Feeding you the things you wish you could discard Killers in the lobby Killers in the town I hope this thing don't spread around Spread around When the sun sets low and the clocks don't chime And I'm running away from all you chemical minds Wave your face from side to side Everybody knows that it's boring to die What if the sun refuses to shine What if I never take what's mine What if the clock refuses to chime Crosses its arms and bides its time What if the sun refuses to set low And I never learn how to let go What if the sun refuses to shine
3.
Think So 03:24
Find me with the nine tails Locked up in the closet And maybe I’ll be sweet then But I don’t really think so Ramble, it’s easy Find something in it Maybe I’ll be sweet then No, I really don’t think so I took the city bus and breathed hard as ever The window’s so cool I don’t really think so I’m very scared of being here I don’t know who to talk to It’s ice cold walking I don’t really think…. no Hunt me down for relief Yell at me and break my teeth That’d be better than the silence Replace my worry with senseless violence Please stop blinking Please stop thinking Drive your fucking car, you’re sinking Please stop blinking Please stop thinking Drive your fucking car, you’re sinking
4.
Quietly unassuming Sitting with a beautiful body Everyone's turned to using Handiwork looks shoddy Sitting down to slow Eating at my conscience Flying with the lowest of low This place makes me nauseous Say you're there Say the rain is tired Say you're scared You were never bothered by me Say you're there Say the rain is tired Please, please I don't wanna live my life I don't wanna be confused and boring I don't wanna live my life I don't wanna tell that kind of story Oh my God! Crying to me when you don't know what to do Oh my God! You could never let anyone pass on through So take your shot I don't wanna live in a world spelled sometimes No you're not And I don't wanna waste anymore of my time I just wanna end it in the car sometimes I just wanna ignore all the road lines I just wanna end it in the car sometimes Cause it'd be easier than being here, right One two three four Waste of time (x3) It's a waste of time It's a waste of time No more reason and no more rhyme I can feel the burning on my insides I can feel the burning on my insides (x2) Oh my God! Crying to me when you don't know what to do Oh my God! You could never let anyone pass on through So take your shot I don't wanna live in a world spelled sometimes No you're not And I don't wanna waste anymore of my time
5.
I had a dream in which you were a king And you spit out your kidney like it was the thing to do Torched all the people that lived in the village And so many pillars went to rape and pillage Then you took off your ring cause you were unfaithful Yet not to your wife but to God near the stables You shot up a horse, its mane made for riding Add to your kingdom while busy dividing And angrily storm while the crier is crying Like you control weather, whether people are dying And all of this land is so hard to tend Nine times out of ten it’s not work it’s pretend When you sit or you stand for a standing ovation And protest the people who are minding probation And drink from the dregs of the fountain elation And find out just where everyone else is stationed Master is minding his own masturbation A capital time for capitulation I’ve got pretty hair and a great motivation Consume and then consummate that plate’s there for tasting Hell, oh Hell, she’s not doing very well The aromatic air is not good for the heiress To say she should walk though would probably be heresy (x2) I had a dream in which you were a king And you spit out your kidney like it was the thing to do Torched all the people that lived in the village And so many pillars went to rape and pillage Then you took off your ring cause you were unfaithful Yet not to your wife but to God near the stables You shot up a horse, its mane made for riding Add to your kingdom while busy dividing You cut off the head of each one who might utter And taste for the third time your great tasting butter I had a dream in which you were a king And it doesn’t mean a thing I had a dream in which you were a king
6.
Gun control's over, we've all settled down, neighbors have started to come back around. Blindfolds in an alley, don't dare make a sound, I don't want to picture the hospital gown. Gun control's over so we can now party, you got what you wanted, to fill up your lobby. The storm's now quiet, just one less voice, go head tell me how you liked Illinois. Ray drank himself to death, never went pro or stayed up late. A minor fracture flooded his brain, it doesn't take much, but that's just what it takes. There's no more presents under the tree, just leftover needles attacking your feet. I saw the planes circle overhead, momma said they'd come, but they never did. Gun control's over and we're farther from peace, I no longer talk because it feels like I'm free. Forgot my dress shoes for months in your car and that didn't matter cause I knew where you were. Gun control's over and I hit my first deer and now they're related and linked to my fears. Everyone's kissing and falling asleep and I'm wide awake cause that's more like my speed. Ray drank himself to death, never went pro or stayed up late. A minor fracture flooded his brain, it doesn't take much, but that's just what it takes. There's no more presents under the tree, just leftover needles attacking your feet. I saw the planes circle overhead, momma said they'd come, but they never did. Gun control's over and now I feel safe, it wasn't the distance, I just fell out of place. Every break-in will be on t.v., thieves and the anchors, keeping it clean. Gun control's over and we still killed the bees, don't start telling me how crime has decreased. Gun control's over and she's still on her knees, you cut out her throat, she was just seventeen. I don't care what took Ray's life, case in point, your loved ones will die. Mountain Road on Saturday night, gun control's over, and he still crossed the lines. There's no more trees, birds or the bees, but gun control's over, so sharpen your teeth. There's no more trees, birds or the bees, but gun control's over, so sharpen your teeth. Gun control's over, so sharpen your teeth. Gun control's over and gun control's over
7.
The Car 06:39
Pulled up the car, get inside I’d like for this to stop so we can hide Find a mountain home, I want a view when I am old You never stood straight, you just kind of fold I never had Bonnie, I just had Clyde And for some odd reason, I romanticized While I was obsessed with striking gold You stood by this marriage as it turned to mold You never stood straight, you just kind of fold You never found warmth, you preferred cold And who the hell was I to cast stones? Remove who we are, then we’ll find room “California, we're not in love” We were just there when push came to shove Pull back the shades and perfect a knot Do as you're told, exactly how I taught Buying that land was the first thing we faced Finding a yard where our children could play “California, this was a mistake” All these men and their wives demanding you pay You never stood straight, you just kind of fold You never found warmth, you preferred cold And who the hell was I to cast stones? Remove who we are, then we’ll find room Threw a dog a bone to see if he'd react I'm ashamed cause I still want it back I knew no evil in this house of mine It's funny how those things change overtime You never stood straight, you just kind of fold You never found warmth, you preferred cold And who the hell was I to cast stones? Remove who we are, then we’ll find room Please stop the car, remove who we are Find a way out, pick a different route Please stop the car, remove who we are Find a way out, pick a different route
8.
Ornithology 03:15
Ornithology Nobody’d ever wanna talk to me Ornithology Get the hell away from me I was twelve when I realized That Houston was a city And not the name of some guy Sitting at a space station Trying to keep it all together Ornithology The worst thing you could say to me Ornithology Please don’t look at me Ornithology A cursed word left in history Ornithology Said so disgustingly It took me seven more years to realize That nobody likes me Nobody wants me Took me seven more years to realize That I was all the things you read about In your books on Ornithology
9.
Hector had a beautiful body and a doctor that liked him Hector had his head in the clouds and his feet on dry land Hector had a beautiful body and a doctor that liked him Hector had his head in the clouds and his feet on dry land Hector had his eyes on the prize and everybody behind him Hector had a wonderful job a house and a wife and Two kids that would visit on Christmas cause they really liked him Hector had everything a man could want so why then Hector went down to the station just to make a statement Hector stayed a year in a tend with a flask and a blanket Hector cut his leg on a rock while he was running away and All the color drained from his face he was unable to take it Why oh why oh why Goodbye goodbye goodbye Oh, I am crushed by all the weight of inconsistency I am killing I have killed but they were killing me Oh, I am crushed by all the weight of inconsistency I am killing they have killed but they were A beautiful body absolutely no time A beautiful head with beautiful insides A beautiful body absolutely no time A beautiful head with beautiful insides Beautiful outsides Beautiful insides Beautiful outsides, yeah Everybody’s saying something’s wrong with me I can’t take it laying down quietly And if I go and kill myself that might just be Everything you wanted now wouldn’t that be A kick in the pants yeah knock in the teeth I think it might be enough to make you believe That everything I’ve done it was all just for you Don’t start this shit if you can’t see it through Hector had a beautiful Hector had a doctor that Hector had his head in the (Dad, dad, dad!)
10.
The Alamo 03:59
So maybe I died at the Alamo So maybe I died in a past life Where the sky meets the earth and no one will hurt Maybe I died at the Alamo Maybe I should’ve died at the Alamo By the rocks and the bugs and the trees I just wish I could go back there But that’s always been my disease My car sits outside cause I want it to My eyes start to close cause they burn There’s a black cloud of fear hanging over me Cause I never learn Maybe we all should’ve died at the Alamo Maybe it’s easier that way Cause there’s so many things I don’t wanna know It didn’t use to be that way
11.
Someone that I know knows the ugliest chords It’s in their head, in their hands, and their souls Yesterday was nothing, I’m just used to the cold But tomorrow means I’m just growing old Scratch your knees, the rule of three, let me tell you something that I think is sweet Every night at home, you don’t skip a beat Skip the curb and fly your drone, hide your face in the face of unknowns And you bite the hand, the one that feeds In a pile of your own shit, you can’t swallow or smile And that trail of salt goes on forty miles Your belly will flutter and try to rewind If you can't break a habit, then make a design Well we went downtown and I clung to the wall And it wasn't a ledge but I knew that I'd fall Inspired by motion, you drift in the ocean Fluorescent lights on a standard occasion Scratch your knees, the rule of three, let me tell you something that I think is sweet Every night at home, you don’t skip a beat Skip the curb and fly your drone, hide your face in the face of unknowns And you bite the hand, the one that feeds Bend your arms and dot the lines, I hear every party is a hell of a time The water’s up to your waist This is unsettling, you always write what you wanna forget You don’t owe me anything I spoke to God and he said he’s moving west If you don't mind I wish you the best He said let’s talk about what’s on all our chests I know you know that I don’t know the rest
12.
I imagined you and you imagined us I imagined a windshield being shattered on the bus I imagined a scene in which I couldn't stand I imagined our wedding taking place in the sand I imagined the shells growing mouths so they can speak I imagined a week in which you didn't talk to me I imagined the flowers growing legs so they can run I imagined a shooter and I imagined his gun I imagined all the spots in which you told me to hide I imagined a bathtub and all our old nights I imagined a scene in which the muzzle didn't flash I imagined your face and reimagined all the glass I imagined the checklist and everything we did I imagined the first time that I really felt your skin I imagined everyone just trying to breathe I imagined the shells growing mouths so they can speak I imagined a plain where we grew into ourselves I imagined a story that I didn't have to tell I imagined a doctor reconstructing all our cells I imagined a dream in which I didn't have to dwell I imagined you and you imagined us I imagined something different than what happened on the bus I imagined a seed growing place in your heart I imagined your skin feeling better with the scars I imagined the static being drained out from your head I imagined the console, I imagined the Corvette I imagined a deer sitting calmly in your lap I imagined all the faces that you made in all your naps I imagined a gift that was never truly wrapped I imagined a scene in which your body didn't snap I imagined a life feeling better with mistakes I imagined a scene in which you tried to hit the brakes I imagined a dream in which I felt your embrace I imagined a scene in which you made it back safe I imagined the odds you didn’t want me to see I imagined the shells growing mouths so they can speak I imagined a place where I wanted to die I imagined a meadow that opened to the sky I imagined a thing or two that came true I imagined a man that wanted to be moved I imagined a dream where I found new desire I imagined that you loved me all through the fire I imagined everything I thought I once knew I imagined everything but it stops next to you I imagined the sun and how low that it set I imagined the lobby, I imagined your dress I imagined the bird but it felt like a mask I imagined Illinois and I imagined your dad I imagined the battle that took all our lives I imagined the jeeps and how you tasted Like Wine I imagined an owl and a king and an army of teeth I imagined the shells growing mouths so they can speak I imagine the fields looking better from afar I imagine the flowers growing up through your car I imagine you and you imagine us I imagine staying home and never taking the bus I imagine a plain where our bodies grew to speak I imagine the shells drifting back out to the sea I imagine you and then you imagine me I imagine the shells growing mouths so we can speak

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released June 19, 2020

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