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It sits nearly weightless in your palm Hold it like a bible with the page already marked in your head that you want to share Like that page contains the only truth that you know The closest to a magic wand you will ever get to The only spell your voice Speak honest While words are still meant for this Your mouth a shotgun for my tracks Now dance Follow my lead Pick up your phone And call someone Pick one 1 While you were still earth And I was still earth And the thought of us Sounded like a 4 year old learning to whistle We had no stake Just a note in the background of breath and baby teeth You make me so happy Your parents ****** on the day they did 2 If you were to die in any way I want you to know I have already planned your eulogy It is simple My name is Jonathen Hal Tobias And this empty case of skin and bone Formerly housed The best friend I have ever had in my life 3 Your belly is a blackened furnace Full of soot and sawdust It is love the way it keeps me warm And I will leave my hands near it The distance of a magic spell for fire My skin Until there is no more sawdust Until there is no more love Until I have to warm my hands with breath And press them against your cold black Do you feel that? 4 Whatever you say Through satellite Over airwaves Know your voice passes through stars And metal And microchips And speaker There is tongue And breath and lips Your heart when you’re honest When words were meant for this And your mouth a shotgun for my tracks
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Nov 5, 2012
Nov 5, 2012 at 4:03 AM UTC
The Science of Magic (You and Your Phone)
It sits nearly weightless in your palm Hold it like a bible with the page already marked in your head that you want to share Like that page contains the only truth that you know The closest to a magic wand you will ever get to The only spell your voice Speak honest While words are still meant for this Your mouth a shotgun for my tracks Now dance Follow my lead Pick up your phone And call someone Pick one 1 While you were still earth And I was still earth And the thought of us Sounded like a 4 year old learning to whistle We had no stake Just a note in the background of breath and baby teeth You make me so happy Your parents ****** on the day they did 2 If you were to die in any way I want you to know I have already planned your eulogy It is simple My name is Jonathen Hal Tobias And this empty case of skin and bone Formerly housed The best friend I have ever had in my life 3 Your belly is a blackened furnace Full of soot and sawdust It is love the way it keeps me warm And I will leave my hands near it The distance of a magic spell for fire My skin Until there is no more sawdust Until there is no more love Until I have to warm my hands with breath And press them against your cold black Do you feel that? 4 Whatever you say Through satellite Over airwaves Know your voice passes through stars And metal And microchips And speaker There is tongue And breath and lips Your heart when you’re honest When words were meant for this And your mouth a shotgun for my tracks
jon-tobias
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Nov 5, 2012
Nov 5, 2012 at 4:03 AM UTC
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