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Juvenilia (Sylvia, oh Sylvia​.​.​.​)

from juvenilia by postcard nowhere

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lyrics

A pocket of light shines down from the cosmos
From the cosmic accident of birth
To the final grotesque joke of death
You must play the straight man
And tolerate the humor of the worms
Before the sun dries up


When the sun is gone
Who will hear my songs


I can feel the weight
I can feel your words
And they hurt

And when you me in the dirt
Then you push me in the background
Thinking of my life
And seeing how I act now
Try to keep my cool
And always keep composure
It’s getting kinda hard
So just call me when you’re sober


When the sun is gone
Who will hear my songs


Tempo of
Strict ocean metronome
Blood was ordered
Proceed private flood
Pluck my heart out
Find what makes it move
Haunt the clock
And stay the afternoon

The roof is caving in
And the walls begin to bend
So just come crashing down on me
Before the world begins to end
A bed of flowers lay still
You’re being held against your will
No one around you really seems to care
Were you ever really there



Fall away again
When There’s something goin on
But you don’t know who to call
Falling down again
When there’s no one left to ask
And you can’t forget your past


why can’t you see
what you’re doing to me
everything is wrong
and you don’t know how to be
when you’re calling out my name from the top of the stairs
and maybe you’d come down if you were ever really there
i don’t know what’s wrong
the sky’s turning red
everything just fades to black
when it’s all in your head
im screaming out your name from under the water
but im sinking anyways so why even bother

there’s something goin on but I don’t know what
There’s a hole inside my brain
At the place where you cut
there’s nothing going on
but im thinking again
am i no good

Living in a haze
Under your beetle breath
Magenta paints the sky
When theres not enough left
You’re grabbing onto me like
you’re gonna die
I wanna hold u tight
But there’s not enough time


A bed of flowers lay still
You’re being held against your will
No one around you really seems to care
Were you ever really there

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from juvenilia, released May 27, 2022

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