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big fish in a small pond
needs a bigger space
but does she know feeling so small
will cause her soul to fall on the brink of breaking
just a fracture, a fraction of the fear
is born of living with the fact that my Thomas isn't here

but see, fish don't speak
punch lines fall from my empty pockets
as i sleep
desperately hoping to dream of familiarity

blood was in his sheets
love spattered all o'er my heart
now i watch him from afar
as i try to produce artificial art
my skin is scales, my blood is hot,
my love is stale, my voice is shot,
i can't find the lines to contain what i'm not
so here's to every fucking word i forgot

but i hope i feel
as natural as i did
when you held me
in your arms, i was just a kid
i was just a kid

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from The Magnificent Hurt of Summer, released June 29, 2017

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Padraic's Joy Asbury Park, New Jersey

queer indie-folk songwriter & vocalist. gemini piney.

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