Marriage of Knives

by Liz Unphair

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released September 23, 2014

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Liz Unphair Eugene, Oregon

Liz Unphair is the world's first "Songer-Singwriter."

When asked for comment, this was his/her/its response:

"Gee, I mean, I guess, I mean, I hope my music will inspire aspiring interpretive dancers."
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Track Name: Flames & Orchids
The sea inside a shell
Poisoning the well
Nothing new
Take me out of here
Spite bled through for years

Everything will burn
To dust inside an urn
Take me out of here
Spite bled through the mirror

Eyes of Moloch
Heart of Kali
Blood of Mary
She’s in love asleep
Track Name: St. Charles
Here the stethoscopes look like quarter notes
Open opal eyes
And watch these heights decay
Watch these heights decay

Little orphan world finds a parent star
Gravitate too close
And watch these heights decay
Watch these heights decay

So much for my defense as none
Emergency room, here I come

So much for my defense as none
Emergency room, here I come
Reject, reject, rejoice with me!
Emergency room, here I come

Pull out the stops
Steal the stop signs
Watch the heights decay
Track Name: Marriage of Knives
(instrumental)
Track Name: How Are You Today?
I’m a cold blooded spirit
In a warm-blooded body

I feel fine till you ask how I am
Cause it forces me to think about it
Then my answer’s not what you want
Giving me the impression that I’m letting you down

Don’t try to find me out
Don’t try to find me out
Don’t try to find me out
I don’t believe in how
I’m shooting blindly

It’s all behind me now
Just let me burn the bridges so then you’ll never expect me to cross the divide
Track Name: Wicked Witch of the East
Beneath this home, the old witch’s bones
In heavy sheets, through the day, I sleep
And the fossils of hawks gift their waking talks
Her world is yours
Spilling at the sides
Of stars just born and died

The frequencies had nursed the blistered seas
In fiery beds of falls whose leaves had shed
Your world is hers

Fast asleep, the host
On pillows made of ghosts
Spilling at the sides
Of suns just passing by
Track Name: Scarecrow
Goodbye on the bridge
Sleeping on your grave

I just wanna act like I think I know
But I don’t even fit in the status quo
I wanna be a man with cotton limbs
Take it slow, little crow

Sunday on the bridge
Monday at your grave

I just wanna dig up all the buried hatchets
And I don’t even care if the wires match
I wanna be a man with the stitching torn
Take it slow, little crow

I just wanna act like I think I know
But I don’t even fit in the status quo
I wanna be a man with a witch’s bones!
Take it slow, little crow

The sun might know…
Track Name: White Noise From the Color Tv
Sit on wire
Waiting like vultures for the world to burn
Veils underwater
Like the rolling of hills and the vacuum of space

You got lucky, my friend
You got lucky again

Your lungs died of hunger, under the mobiles perched at your cradle
In abandoned cars filled with garbage and pictures you don’t believe

You got lucky, my friend
You got lucky again
Track Name: Epitaph
The tombstone said love is dead
The tombstone said love is dead
The tombstone said love is dead
Track Name: Hipstershit
You must be so brooding
To identify with Sylvia Plath
And I bet you drink black tea
And alternative fine French wines

But when the stars go missing
We’ll build our shelter on the sun
Yeah when the stars go missing
I have a violent headache

You must be so damn special
I mean just look at your designer clothes
But you’re a void quite naked
And a connoisseur of yourself

But when the stars go missing
Will anybody know your cries
And when the stars are broken
You turn my stomach inside out
Track Name: The Eleventh Hour
Expanses deathly still
Salt chunks in new wounds
House of quarantine
Caged in roots of trees

I let the bed bugs bite
And didn’t sleep too tight
Mistake this bitter pill
Expanses deathly still

Hold on tight
For dear life
A loosened grip
And the will to slip
Track Name: Half-Broken Wings
Got death to defy
But he’s sowing my disguise
Falsely alarmed
Lacking the will to harm
Angel of mine
Half-broken wings
And a lyre with piano strings
Track Name: Ethel Goes to the Circus
Why add lyrics? I dislike typing.
Track Name: There's Nothing Here!
I ran out of pretty things to say
So don’t expect anything poetic...
I've been tired and I don’t have the brains
To come across as anyone insightful

Balanced in between the on and off
I can only hear you when I’m sleeping
Safety is to hide behind a mirror
I won’t memorize a word I’m reading

Smart enough to know
The problem that you chose
Isn’t here to fuck around

It would take a fool
To let this go the way that you want it
Like you want it
Don’t you know?
To want it like you want it is just a ghost
Track Name: Sageview
The room I’m in is full of phony smiles
It’s probably cause it’s in the job description….

Here where the stained glass is black as a star going blind
Whole blooming planets of ice that I’ll live on in time

My little room has told me how it’s missed me
Where hosts can live inside their parasites
Beneath the ashes of trees
In piles of receipts
I keep as reminders

I’m on the turntable, dizzy, asleep in the fire
The hours we’ll spend in the flames will turn me into wire
Track Name: Static in my Brain (Pt. Two)
(Instrumental)
Track Name: Pistol Shell
Flowers of evil
Little worlds of ball and twine
Housed in pockets
Snakes are rivers to unwind
And they built shelters
At the feet of tidal waves
Angry tides to unburden all their wishes
To divide

Where space is just a void to fill
And action is a bitter pill
You like the way it looks on paper
But not the way it sounds when you say it
Still you say it

Blood is rushing and I can hear it all too well
Like the echo of a bursting pistol shell
I don’t believe in triviality
Track Name: A Song on the World's Largest Violin
(Instrumental)
Track Name: 21st Century Love Story (album outtake)
They’re not getting a divorce
They’re just buying more credit cards
Creating long term problems
Solving short term problems
Promise him you’ll follow through
Promise her you’ll make the time
21st century love story
A blank white page purgatory

They won’t see a lawyer
She keeps a secret bank account
They have lots of problems
Fairly common problems
Promises she made to break
Promises he couldn’t make
21st century love story
A blank white page purgatory
Track Name: Buried (album outtake)
Here beneath the sheets
It feels safe, but it’s very hard to breathe
Here beneath the leaves
The flashlight like a halo at your feet

I want my time capsule back
I want my time capsule back

I salvaged the souls of coals when the wildfire had eaten all the trees
So still, beneath the street
I think it’s morning, but it’s pretty hard to see

I want my time capsule back
I want my time capsule back
Track Name: Chandelier (album outtake)
Cough drops and rain drops
This afternoon before he knew
And he swore the clocks held hands
Didn’t they?

Shadows grew taller than the crosses bent crooked
They spoke with the owls
I’m seeing red all around me, but black is my new home

I set out to destroy the sun
And lift the weight from everyone

Shadows grew taller than the crosses bent crooked
They spoke with the owls
I’m seeing red all all around me, but black is my new home
Let the Tetris pieces stack up and trap me
Don’t give me breathing holes
A passive euthanasia will find its way back home

Tell me things I wish to hear
From the rusted chandelier
My dear child, there’s much to fear