Dots & Dashes

By Doomtree

On Doomtree

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[Verse 1: Dessa]

I’m on a vision quest at the Best Western

The best-dressed wreck in the hotel lounge

Found out that the message in the bottle’s the booze

That my braid is a fuse

But I’ve got shit left to do so

So keep waiting

So just be patient

I’m not sure how or when or from whom

But I got this funny feeling I’m in for big news

Took a walk to cool off, come down and collect clues

Sky rests on the overpass

Cracks the foundation

Passersbys' faces

They don’t look like mine to me

Though I’ve been told that we’re related

That we’ve got the same fear of death

The same basic debts, the same

That we’re branded with a secret in a language we can’t read

On the courting spirals of a coupled double helix

Panic in a phone booth

Love in a parked car

Broken bottles like corpses of the fallen stars

And valets are the only ones

That in modern America

Remember how to run


[Hook: Dessa & P.O.S.]

It goes Delta

Epsilon

Sigma Sigma Alpha

Is there anyone there?

Delta (all day)

Epsilon (all day)

Sigma Sigma Alpha (all day)

Is there anyone there?


[Verse 2: Dessa]

Distress message coming from the city kids

I read it in the smoke signals from their filtered cigarettes

It’s all boredom and bitterness at the Ritalin pill

That does a legitimate business making kids keep still


[Verse 3: P.O.S.]

Yeah but still ain’t motionless

Test the restless hands for shakes

And see the flutter when the patience breaks

I keep time

With the crickets in 4/4 and gangster lean

Sirens in 3

The trouble speaks beats


[Verse 4: Dessa]

Double dutch sounds a bit like dots and dashes

I sit for a minute tryna understand the pattern

But that’s not morse code man (nuh-uh)

Y’all just double-handed


[Verse 5: P.O.S]

Trouble landed, tricks'll roll, fuck it

Whatever gets your blood up

Rip that sidewalk sounding like a click track cut up

Wind speaks to wall makes the frame creek

Ghost in the house wakes the baby


[Bridge: Dessa & P.O.S.]

It goes

All day, all day, we keep it movin' all day

Come on

Is there anyone there?

All day, all day, we keep it movin' all day

Come on

Is there anyone there?


[Hook: Dessa & P.O.S.]


[Verse 6: P.O.S.]

Never better

Thick skin, thin sweater

Spinnin’ grins at a dirt whistle-wetter flirt

This’ll get her hurt

This’ll sever worth

Stop pop lock the fuck out

Duck ain’t got a buck

Like the luck’s out (dang)

Who makes a living giving plasma?

Nickle-thin kids spilling smoke up out the asthma

Anyway who paves the way

When you can save your slave

And make a dollar out your veins

He times it by the weeks

Patterns for the sheep

Sleepwalking to the beat

Keep talking to the loose leaf

Silence to the creeps

Violence from the beef

Teach tryna find a new leaf

Science of a time defined by climb up and recline

Speech, fine, whatever

Ain’t nothing but a rumble in that belly

But you're starving’s what you’ll tell her

Me?

Oh I’ll be on the corner eating nothing a la mode

Staring at the stoplights trying to break the code

Love in a phone booth

Panic in a parked car

Static in a signal

Scars a communique

All day

In every which with sitcom wit

Handle the sitch, hit the switch

It goes


[Outro: Dessa & P.O.S.]

All day, all day, we keep it movin' all day

Come on

Is there anyone there?

All day, and it's like all day, we keep it movin' all day

Is there anyone there?

All day, all day, we keep it movin' all day

Come on

Is there anyone there?

Is there anyone there?