a fire in the dimming light

by the Nabokov Project

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Intro 00:54
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When we were kids Riding our bikes Late at night I could see you cry Now I wish you nothing but happiness Now I wish you nothing but loneliness Now you sit in your dim and silent room Surrounded by your empty books The novels you write, write to yourself Now I wish you nothing but happiness Now I wish I could take your loneliness When we were…kids Riding our bikes Late at night I could see you shake Now I wish I could take all of your emptiness Now I wish I could take all of your loneliness
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the walls are empty tonight wading through cigarette smoke drowning in faces dressed up and watching try to suck it down a match to warm a tomb cause laughter is cancer cause cancer is laughter chorus: lean against a stair speak another line then seal it with a smile sulking in lipstick take a trip from you until the shapes dissolve dropping and forget ‘til time is the aimless cry into the headlight lost in the back seat ambition crawls backwards on vinyl and sober generations driving drunk for generations...
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Face down on the ground in the water Quiet now, he drowned with his mother All I see lapping waves all around Now we’ll leave all we’ve seen in the water But he was not my son He dreamed for everyone But we will let him go To a soft sandy hole Morning light, smoky sky, children running All around there’s the sound buildings crumbling Dig a hole spread the dirt all around them Mumbled prayer on the stair voice is hallow How many times will it take for to you understand 2000 years and there’s still no plan Who do you think will be there to hold your hand 2000 years and there’s still no plan
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we were walking in the sun scent of lavender at play blue eyes young and beautiful hand shading your face i can almost smell the leaves now brittle fingers twist & curl the breath of summer turns to whisper and the dimming of the days many years from this moment when all the stars shiver gray all we know will swirl and darken spinning slowly to decay there'll be no one left to mourn us no one to watch our children grow all we've touched will be forsaken scattered dust into the rain
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When we were in the alley We found our heart strings We tripped through your doorway And crawled inside There’s something wrong with November It breaks us down Cursed bottles and ring fingers It breaks us down We lived in a dirty city It kept our hearts Soot stains and the midnight sirens We slept entwined Gunshots and the open windows It broke us down Our lives in plastic bags It blew us ‘round If you were to tell me years ago We’d be sitting here alone The night we called the moon/down To the carpet in your room Wish I could forget half/of/everything In this life there’s too much time And I can’t recall anything Except your whispers in the dark I look down the empty hallway Night has set in Shadows dance on the quiet walls now Sleep rushes in We’re cut by the January It tears us down Cursed bottle and ring fingers It pulls us down
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shite bag 01:49
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Baited in the yard Lips tucked, door ajar There’s nothing I can say to you Leaning against your car Thank you for your keys They will bring you peace Your camera skips down the stair Shatters under stars When we were young There was nothing to hold us back Gagged and bound Nothing to hold us back I will take you there It’s quiet and dark I’m sorry for your car And what we shared in the dark When we were young There was nothing to hold us back Gagged and bound Nothing to hold us back Quiet now… Silent how… Years from this place As Halloween fades to grey I warm you by the fire Smoke gets in your eyes
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funeral song 05:37
When I decide to leave this place On my own or pushed a pace I’ll leave you here to sing along I’ll leave you with this funeral song Now…. Now I see the sky How… How do I reach good bye Every day’s another toll Weight of years, memory folds Parts of you I'll never know Pieces left to ungrow How do you justify this endless oblivion How can we just deny the faith we’re given I won’t sleep another night with you next to me Sewn to my fate, a pot of dust just blowin’
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if jutted 00:48

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released January 2, 2020

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the Nabokov Project Appleton, Wisconsin

Formed in a basement in Eau Claire, WI in 1998 (2 doors down from "third and lake it burnt away" from Bon Iver's "Holocene"), the Nabokov Project is the work of singer/songwriter/multi-instrumentalist m gargo.

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