Cherry Tree

by Good F*ck

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1.
Muck Thaw 03:29
I sing praise to my unsayable In all my ways my unsayable tries to whittle down my unsayable whilst I’m whistling rounds with my unsayable Hello test group volunteer Hello top dog’s buried fear I’ve tidied up my unsayable and untie myself my unsayable I can’t help but blurt my unsayable it’s no joke to choke my unsayable For my mom’s mom’s sense of scale For my sweetheart’s tucked in tail As many dreams as you can count there’s that many ways you can wake up from the tangled seams that you’ve made up unflood the cemetery unmelt the sacred prairie unsalt the crystal cherry unsting the cinnamon tree full-service reflex surface reflection We believe in the choice to believe in the choice to believe or not / We believe in the choice to believe in the choice to believe or not We believe in the choice to believe in the choice to believe or not unsay the reflex borders I’ve domesticated all my best questions unsay the reflex borders I’ve domesticated my telescope’s shadow unsay the reflex borders I’ve domesticated my unsayable unsay the reflex borders
2.
Flow Flow 03:10
Past is prophecy Swim swim Warm bark Cinnamon rain Before before Intoxicating a secret Touch wet and dry Melt melt Loneliness entangled Red smoke rises Flow flow Cherry stone
3.
Strange Pair 04:31
suddenly you can't imagine all you once might've known A true desperado, so long so far away from home With a little slick acumen, you can still be yourself if only for a flash, in front of someone else No one has ever ended up as they intended But with your capacity for calm public hurt you kick your beautiful fearless weirdness beautiful fearless weirdness Suddenly you’re the only one that I might’ve ever known But if you expect to know me too I’m afraid you’re on your own It may seem impossible how we once undressed together But it’s our inevitable shared modest treasure Yeh sure we'll do everything different this time Trauma has made us all narrators unreliable And gifted us our fearless weirdness beautiful fearless weirdness Permission flashes All the old timers call me Sidekick now Permission flashes but who would I ever call, if your call is my law? Permission flashes The wind suspends the sunrise sky Permission flashes I keep an open mind to every end of the world Permission flashes Hope you got a good Xanax connection Permission flashes content with hunger, never satisfied by ravaging Permission flashes Huron and Oakley, 23rd and Western, Irving Park and Ashland Permission flashes Our eyes closed together in my kitchen It’s OK what a hard time all those jokers create we know the hidden perfection of our beautiful fearless weirdness beautiful fearless weirdness
4.
Coccooning 02:41
Caterpillar Golden coffin Butterfly cradle please meet me in that brief sweet in-between
5.
Theme Song 03:23
It’s the real deal we keep each other organized not light-hearted but unburdened It’s the real deal we keep each other’s curves not safe or unstressed but pledged to blaze
6.
Memory Brine 03:44
INteresting SACRED POWERs We EAT when we eat We SLEEP when we SLEEP And WHEN it stings We — the EXTRAoRDINARY ORDINARY A FLAG planted on a windless MOON INteresting like credit cards we walk When we WALK, we walk When we WALK cuz you know when you know you know When you know, When you fall, you dro-ah-aaaaah-op And WHEN it stings We — And WHEN it stings We — the EXTRAoRDINARY ORDINARY WEATHER Patterns OF CLOSED WINDOWS We Are ALL DOORS And We open WHICHEVER ONE YOU KNOCK ON
7.
Dream Sting 02:25
Feel it when you’re going to freak Spotted you in silence A hand is opening Fold my mind Fold my mind Function Grip your function under its robe Bring me close
8.
I need a deep-cleaning poem to walk me home I need a deep-cleaning poem to walk me home Morning light from night’s other side like a cheat-sheet for my being I need a deep-cleaning poem to walk me home So in love with being so alone like a pink baby porcupine  I need a deep-cleaning poem to walk me home A gospel collage when my complete being throbs thru the moping mobs dreading their jobs, But we’re all the same: feeling most real seeing pictures of ourselves
9.
Found Fading That cool fine road Green Shade Sweet fields Cool your head Cool your head Found Fading That cool fine road Green Shade Sweet fields Found Fading That cool fine road Green Shade Sweet fields
10.
Ok, go ahead Don’t look at me I want to do what I want to do (I want to do what I want to do) I literally couldn’t hear you (I literally couldn’t hear you) He sings a spell Salt rushes away When the water goes down (I want to do what I want) Kinds of salt drown us (Scarcely pausing for breath) Kinds of salt do not (Upon the sand) Salt (Brine springs, brackish water, rock salt) I don’t know when he sleeps We each wait for the other to speak first We think we live by keeping our salt caught in the trap of our hearts, but it floats up But it floats up through our faces from the inside like a salt filling an aquarium when we talk about ____ Salt abandones itself. Salt does not. (I cover my eyes) We don’t know if the sea was always salted and if so why I thought I saw salt I don’t care if it’s dumb I remember a boy always punching himself in the head I think about you every day Salt Surfaced sacred salt from the sea Aroused a sleeping sense of floating Untied my false starts Unmelted my night Unflooded this mind Unsalted these eyes

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released July 1, 2019

Tim Kinsella and Jenny Pulse, everything 50/50.
Mixed by Neil Strauch.
Mastered by Zach Weeks.
Artwork by Mike Taylor.

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