Already Dead - Parquet Courts

Dead

Forgot how long it’s been

A dusty trunk where you can find your junk ruined

I’m already dead

Alarm clock in my head, that’s just who I am

A broken dial you watch when you’re sleeping in

Torn up beyond repair, I’m laid out threadbare

I’m wash-stained clothes that’s filled with holes

That can’t be sewn, my thoughts are rocks upstairs

Bones are just mortar for my organs

'Cause I’m already

«Instrumental break.​»

«With your eyes open, or your eyes closed

Take a moment to connect with where you are.​

Feel your feet on the ground without looking at anything at all.​

Just listen.​ Rest with a sense of hearing.​

Experience the show of sound that is happening around you right now

Life in stereo.​

Allow the instruments into your globe of sound.​

And when the next part comes along, let it be there.​

Without engaging, just listening to the sounds

And wish them well as they pass on through.»

Dead

My blood’s all filled with lead

A crooked leaky cup to keep your pencils in

I’m already dead

A landfill here I said, really got no place

I’m just some waste compressed

I’m already dead