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MM : MF Wander Disposition

by Memento Mori

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1.
I know I'm quiet but you'll see once you know me better I know you will know me once you know me better
2.
I wish you would feed me a lie I can get behind in a bigger way It’s not just the sting of the onions against my eyes when we materialize There’s a bigger prize You can move out to California to be around the people you can’t stand If you like, we can buy a bike and take apart the wheels Just to see how it feels This dead place reeks of the children who decomposed with the buffalos If time is the master and under his thumb we’re just banging our heads into concrete walls Then I won’t play ball Plus, you gotta be at least this tall You can move out to California to be around the people you can’t stand If you like, we can buy a bike and take apart the wheels Just to see how it feels
3.
the radio is on and we’re still two hours from anywhere and driving into the night and driving into the night the world is set ablaze with a red curtain behind it and lights set at our feet making shadows of your legs as they twist down the curls of a jackhammer tongue and the worlds beside us rest somewhere beyond the tips of the tops of this rhythm that beats without end oh when will it end? i hope it never does end the radio is on and we’re still two hours from anywhere and driving into the night and driving into the night where the spaces between things fall temporarily in line harmonized on a downbeat and fissured in time but i find them naturally as we meet on the dance floor tonight and we twist through the furls of a saxophone tongue and the worlds beside us wrest somewhere beyond the tips of the tops of this rhythm that beats without end oh when will it end i hope it never does end (she's a breeze when she's dying an apple tree cored, straight to the core a cave that i've ignored)
4.
It’s getting harder for me to concentrate on the things that really matter Navigating the Northern Sea is bumper cars with old draconic entities And you’re unimpressed So we bleed our buckets dry And though we don’t see eye to eye I don’t mind I am a sailor and you’ve got the Carta Marina “Tumultuous wars shall presently befall our kingdom.” If it’s an omen you wanted well you’ve got it in spades Now give me the goddamn map Before I snap But you laugh and hoist your sails And we chase your elusive whale I am a doormat and you’ve got the Carta Marina Leave my bunk in the night Call me crazy but I could swear I heard you weeping Say your prayers on the deck to whatever brand of guidance you had hoped owed you a favor: “How did I get out here?”
5.
it's not that i'm particular for wisconsin but i'm not too fond of giants maybe i hadn't quite aligned my birds before calling them a row oh what do you cast your body from oh what do call your body we’ll run out a thousand miles to find a river to find a bridge to jump off of we’ll run out into those rain drenched fields to see just what these humans do to keep their bodies warm oh how do you keep your body warm oh how do you keep your body oh what do you cast your body from oh what do you call your body all this calls for patience all these calls for patience you're still wandering down that road we’re still wandering down
6.
MF : Claws 04:18
We gave freely of our arms Those nights lying on the ground I needed you I have a face Out here I don’t want to lose my name I don’t want to file my claws I don’t want to have to look out for myself I fought day and night for scraps My cold nerves Your soft hands I needed you I have a place Out here I don’t want to lose my name I don’t want to file my claws I don’t want to have to look out for myself Roll over combed-over, play dead to a mass of ears and stalking that were never meant to be actually in need of anything missed the days, missed the text, missed the story’s content Dangle hope in front of me And tease me with the picture you were painting When I came in through the window to escape For just a minute When the traffic got unsafe Or if the weather wasn't helping my condition You would take me to the doctor Set my bones and give me shelter Just a quiet place to rest Because I haven't got the nerve to fight I haven't got the nerve
7.
my sunday girl you always look so bright eyed and bushy-taled my sunday girl glances ‘round for strangers in the night my melancholy baby monday night
8.
blame your lucky stars i saw you first the last time we spoke we both made excuses to come over unannounced you're not that cool of a girl in the first place where i lay my head down less full than we’d like of surprises and the whites of your doe eyes then that night at your sister’s house we both don't say a word but cross our eyes by crossing seas still-morning finds me rooting through a whole night’s worth of wreckage for dark boots or a black box or a hair beneath my pillow to tell me just how we crashed last night but you're not that cool of a girl in the first place where i lay my head down and i'm burning up with surprises and the fever whites of your doe eyes in the middle of the night where you scream with dark eyes “oh you’ll see!” but you're standing in the middle of this shit and can't bare to look back at me standing in the shadows, an eyebrow raised to a wink carved in the anchor birthmark in your skin that won't shift until i sing you'll come back to me you'll come back to me oh
9.
MF : Wish 03:23
Bloodsuckers never do the things I ask them to Meat-grinding, island-hopping cannibal betrayer You, wind in your sails Catching the failing beams of moonlight on the waves Try to be brave Seek out the grave in which your little sister sleeps Camoflauge never looked so good Your head will fetch a hefty sum if legends are to be believed And you • Talk with your teeth • Give me no reason to consider how you feel • Stand in my way Without delay I’d strike you down Weren’t I asleep One: I wish for a window to look through to study the arc of a sacrifice fly Two: I wish for the curse to be lifted this life is monotonous throw me a line Three: Is intellect merit enough? You can teach me to fly in your hand-me-down sneakers Four: I’m a mess but I’m perfectly willing to drown with my friends, spirit, give me a sign

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released May 24, 2017

Recorded and Mixed by Memento Mori and Monster Furniture
Mastered by Nathan Cook

Art by Memento Mori and Monster Furniture

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