Marked With a Fence

by Gabriel

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released December 19, 2018

Music: Spencer Jordan, Brett Hanley & Hazel M.
Featuring Dylan Johnson on track 1 & Ana Barnhart on tracks 1 & 3
Production: Hazel M.
Art: Spencer Jordan & Ana Barnhart

This EP could not have existed without the unerring support of Brett, Hazel, Dylan, Ana, and my mom. Thank you so much for
being such a huge part of my work, along with everyone unmentioned here who supported me.

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Track Name: You Seem Happier
Don't say "It's gonna be an awful year"
I didn't even know you were here
as you tiptoed through the house
a white dress flowing down

In my
greatest misconceptions of the way I appear when you speak
I know its your job to keep me happy and I'll think
Of times we could be laughing as you speak

With
No harsh words and eye contact
Love without commitment
I don't want to stay this old
I don't want our marriage

But
You seem happier with me around
so I guess I'll see this through

Don't say "You didn't even know I was here"
I know you hear every word in the house
I know that every thought that I think
will be compared to our vows

In my
vaguest understanding of the way this typically works
I know to smile at all of your clever remarks
Never wondering why you wont make

No harsh words and eye contact
Love without commitment
I don't want to stay this old
I don't want our marriage

But
You seem happier with me around
and if I can't turn my life around maybe
You can take whats left of me
and build me into something good
someone who won't spurn each chance to care for you and won't talk back or say "I miss when we had

No harsh words and eye contact
Love without commitment
I don't want to stay this old
I regret our marriage"

But you
Track Name: You're Safe in the Mess You've Made
You're safe in the mess you've made of your face
this is the price you must pay
to be
But wait
Forgotten cold and scared
You're staring empty-handed
at my face

Saying
"I am your pet
I am your comfort doll
if you're crying I'll be there
I am at your beck and call"

So I'll keep trying
just to please you
nothing's working
break my body

I'm safe in the problems I create
I can see its all my fault now
that you
Left me in
the freezing cold embrace of those blankets as you left to
smoke a cigarette

Cause
I am your pet
I am your comfort doll
if you're crying I'll be there
I am at your beck and call

and at your request
I will put on my best uniform
if you want me to wear this dress
will it mean anything at all?

So I'll keep trying just to please you
keep pretending something's changing
if i keep trying somethings got to
get through to you let me know when
I'll keep trying
just to please
nothing's working
break my body
Track Name: Death Valley
I know you never wanted to be this way
You're stuck with your mind
but your body can change
catch your hands in my hair
we'll adopt a new name

Let's draw in the dirt in Death Valley
too far starstruck by writers obscene
don't open your mouth
or put it to mine
Your lips are too full
we can redraw the lines

And I know that you've shaved your head so faithfully
Frayed pink strands on the tiles dye stains off your hair
lines my thoughts all the time now

I know you never wanted to be this way
You're stuck with your mind
but your body can change
I'll cut all my hair
You'll adopt your new name
Track Name: Pale Pink Ashes
This face is vacant the features are flowing
and I cant remember what you even look like

The hair is fragile dissolving to whispers
when you twist your finger gathering threads of

Pale pink ashes decaying cinders
now wet and muddy a cold place to sleep in

This face is vacant a nightmare is dawning
bury your head under your heavy blankets

and

Don't let the sunlight hit your face
Don't remember having more than your own private space
Someone to invite themselves
into your own private sins
into your own private hell
and to take them on as well

Now the embers are barren
realistically they never were needed
we could make do with blankets
something to keep the heat in
and your form under covers
would reduce to white hot light
and I'd commit us both to ashes
when I felt my skin ignite

Your face is stretching through all of my lifetime
and when I look up at the threadbare night sky

I see pink starlight with trails of whispers
down in the hearth where we burn each other

Your features drift into the free airspace
Becoming the stars that preside over my nights

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