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Spaces
02:08
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What can you see here that you will never see again?
What can you see here
Before you see nothing ever again?
All anybody ever wants is a place to be
But there are spaces here that aren’t for anybody
All anybody ever wanted was a place to be
But there are spaces here that aren’t for anybody
What will you find there that you will never see again?
What will you find here
Before you see nothing ever again?
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Nothing
03:18
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There’s so much space here for a man to get forgot
Buried in street steam
Look at the way it curls around my throat
I’m desperate for something to take
To ease these vicious buildings’ edge
To make their shapes
A little less like sharpened teeth
And in the right light
Sometimes the garbage in the harbor shifts strange
And I wonder
Down there at the bottom
What kind of awful things remain
I’m so washed out, you can barely make me out
Bathed in mad blue light
Look at the way it echoes off my skin
And flashes luminescently
Like something born of deep beneath
Luring me
Toward gaping alley jaws
And in the right light
Sometimes the garbage in the harbor shifts strange
And I wonder
Down there at the bottom
What kind of awful things remain
And on the worst nights
I can hear the pale streetlights humming hate
There are worse things
Than boots and bullets
Out there lying in wait
There are secrets here that the sailors knew
But there are no sailors left to speak to
There are secrets here that the sailors knew
But there are no sailors anymore
Oh, I could tell you things that are more than true
But I just don’t know how to speak to you
On a day that’s coming soon
I will be reclaimed
Like the bricks, the boards and rusty railway fences
Deep in strangling vines
I will know its name
Like I know the mills and graves and wasted houses
I will be chewed alive
And I will forget
And I will be reclaimed
Like everything here
Nobody wanted
Anymore
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Emptier
02:55
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We all send our regrets
But if we’re honest
We’re never coming back
Never coming back
Every day there’s space that wasn’t there before
Emptier and emptier
Every day there’s space that wasn’t there before
Emptier and emptier
Grass cuts concrete, roots break bricks
I can feel something
Stretching up into the street
Every day there’s space that wasn’t there before
Emptier and emptier
Every day there’s space that wasn’t there before
Emptier and emptier
Do you know where everything’s gone?
Emptier and emptier and emptier and emptier
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Vacant
03:56
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An empty space is designed
to force your eyes away
Put up new pressboard to replace
the one we let decay
What kind of thing could grow
in all that time?
Open up your eyes
You’ll see nothing
But nothing lives nowhere
and nowhere is truly vacant
Nothing lives nowhere
and nowhere is truly vacant
Everything that grows has to eat
So what has all this emptiness been feeding on?
Everything that grows has to eat
So what has all this emptiness been feeding on?
You can’t know a place
until you’ve seen its insides
I’ve seen this place’s insides
and I saw nothing
An empty space is designed
to take in all it can
We put up pressboard
in a vain attempt to keep it in
How much has been lost
In all that time?
Open up your eyes
This is nowhere
And nothing lives nowhere
and nowhere is truly vacant
Nothing lives nowhere
and nowhere is truly vacant
Nothing lives nowhere
and nowhere is truly vacant
Nothing lives nowhere
and nowhere is truly vacant
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Hollow
06:11
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We hide in the hollow city
Eaten from the inside, eaten from the inside
Bite marks on the side you never see
Eaten from the inside, eaten from the inside
We take our fill, we leave it empty
Eaten from the inside, eaten from the inside
Eaten from the inside
You built us a space
and now we eat it bigger
We got everything we’ll ever need
Eaten from the inside, eaten from the inside
Space to grow, a hunger to feed
Eaten from the inside, eaten from the inside
Wood and brick, bodies and concrete
Eaten from the inside, eaten from the inside
Eaten from the inside
We are the wasp
and you are the spider.
All we ever wanted was a place to be
Now there are spaces here that aren’t for anybody
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And Emptier
03:26
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At 500,000
We started to notice
Looked up and down Greenmount
Saw space where there shouldn’t be
Looked at each other
And thought about leaving
Did quick calculations
And realized we couldn’t
At 400,000
We start to get nervous
We call all our friends
And check on our neighbors
We add up what’s lost
and count up who’s missing
Did they leave for the County
or fade into vapor?
At 300,000
We turn to the government
Now is the time, we said
To stand together
Help never came
And one day we realized
In their eyes, the sooner
We were gone, the better
At 200,000
We were struck with the notion
We’d become outnumbered
More vacants than people
This ravenous hunger
Too big to be sated now
Howls all around us
In the belly of the beast.
At 100,000
We implement policies
Keep your eyes on each other
Go nowhere alone
It works for a while
But nobody’s perfect
Closed our eyes for a minute
And everything was gone
I hope I’m not the last one
Alone in this city
No one to say goodbye to
No one to protect me
I will wait for the ending
on home plate at Camden
I will sit here cross-legged
Let the emptiness take me
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