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master ketchen taught me karate
I beat some kids up at a party
we fought for days
just to see if I could still feel pain

played the trumpet back in high school
I got picked on, locked in the bathroom
I stayed for years
just to see if I could disappear

boss me around the place
at least I found a space

between the waves of sound
where god is kind and people proud to be
part of some big energy like this before

first communion I got shit-faced
the blood christ, my god it tasted divine
I cried for weeks and bowed my head
when I heard the angel speak

" I see you mortals
hide your happiness in your heart
you clench your teeth at night
and all you want to do is fight
c'mon, c'mon, I would pray for your son
if wasn't exactly like you
now there's nothing we can do

but hide in waves of sound
where god is kind and people proud to be
part of some big energy like this
and the spiders stop spinning their webs
and check their bank accounts instead
catch the rain in nets of grace and wish
just wish to be free

I paint my fingernails in chrome
levitation makes me bored

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from Conversations on an Airplane, track released December 5, 2011

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