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Black Daffodils

by Vim and the Nation

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Up at ungodly hours i do myself no favours i’m creeping on the floor hoping to get more of that unhealthy flavour the questions keep coming the questions keep piling and I’m nowhere near an answer early afternoon, I’m holed up in my room and if can feel the rumble of my last train where do i go to do what what’s my place, what’s my face there’s still time, time, there’s still time ooh baby now keep me parted keep me split in just how many tiny bits and pieces that will into my shirt read me stories of vanity and hubris how the cureless dreamers always stumble in the dust the questions keep coming the questions keep piling and I’m nowhere near an answer early afternoon, I’m holed up in my room and if can feel the rumble of my last train where do i go to do what what’s my place, what’s my face there’s still time, time, there’s still time ooh baby now
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Am I left with all bones and all my toys? There’s no reason to be scared, to be cold We’re not meant to suffer, no, but beauty wears out I’ve yet to see the glory of the struggle I’ll dig myself a hole Where the thunder’s down to nothing And I’ll dig myself a hole Where being a man won’t hurt Faceless memories are gliding through the night The lake is darker than the dream it swallowed And if I’m meant to suffer, I might as well know This inner wandering is worse than sorrow I’ll dig myself a hole Where the thunder’s down to nothing And I’ll dig myself a hole Where being a man won’t hurt No matter just how hard you try, how much you fall can’t you see there’s no joy in the struggle? After summer comes the fall, and you should have known A man’s world seems so small from the sky above I’ll dig myself a hole Where the thunder’s down to nothing And I’ll dig myself a hole Where being a man won’t hurt

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released January 21, 2022

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