1. |
Keep In Touch
03:31
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thoughts keep rumbling through my head of people I know that might as well be dead I never see them they don't call or write but they occupy my brain in the middle of the night furniture and everything it's giving me a fright I feel so old 'cause I've known them for years voices still echoing in my ears I wish I could see them right in the here and now but they hide between the furrow they carved in my brow they live there but they live in my brain in the middle of the night they're crowding me out yeah my skin is getting tight I don't know how or where or when I'll see them in person if at all again but I do know soon if I don't smell their smell I'll kick them out of my head and they can go to hell and live there they just can't live in my brain in the middle of the night I'm serving up evictions it's a landlord's right
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2. |
Go Gone Green
03:07
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obsolescence is built into the comfortable
luxuriance of a measureless retreat
the tahitian light
oh well
prosperity vacations
in the languish of fatality
sanctuary extinguished
in the conquest of fertility
the tahitian light
in a stroke of green
paint your war through a mine field inventing camouflage
add local mixtures of color for warfare
green combined with red gives us the brilliance of the sun
take away the green and we bleed
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3. |
Nefarious Designs, Inc.
03:59
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tossed upon a sea of ghosts hung out on the line
as disembodied dreams murder all that we cherish
it won't get dirty
it won't come clean
it is a product of this infernal machine
there are no cogs or wheels to grind us down
that's why we don't feel the pain
lost among the tree limbs rattling in the wind
as dismembered voices echo our fragmentation
it won't get dirty
it won't come clean
it is a product of this infernal machine
there are no whips or chains to beat us down
that's why we don't believe we are slaves
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4. |
You Know, You Know
06:18
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stop
stop
stop
so unforcefully
blinded eyes that see only dreams
and chaos
you bring the pitiful to me
taken toward your turmoil dear jump toward
you know, you know bandit hands bring backseat dreams
radar bribes how certain swamps know what they swallow
you know, you know printed patterns on the weeds
and the shivering that borrows from salvation tears
darling
stop
so unwillingly
heroes breakdown clean what they bleed
the highlights
you bring the critical to me
I leave you alone and exposed
you know, you know prize the bones of what we breed
even-handed frozen means of what's to follow
and it's me you want to calm you down?
bring you back to warmer sound?
but no not now
darling
you know, you know cipher notes live in the skin
lies are formed by pouncing on unreadability
you know, you know oily words enchant the deed
lupine vines strangle and hold to sweet and slumber
I saw it
an almost whisper
your face crumbling
I saw it
snuggled against
the fading away
it's okay
your face fell off
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5. |
All Over
06:38
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total war
conquers the global
there's no other place left to hide away
as violence rises
to meet the new tide
empires march
into the ocean
one by one they form a straight line onward
as the waves fade away
beneath the horizon
twilight shines
global war
threatens the total
there's no other choice but to hide away
as violence rises
worldwide
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6. |
Surviving A Methodology
03:02
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don't you know it
knows before it knows it knows how
to recognize a hopeful heart
don't assume it
won't be here before it finds you
true believers never see
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7. |
Done With The Eternal
03:09
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someone
leads you nowhere
and you turn back to see
what you left behind
no one
leads you somewhere
and as in a dream
you leap into the sky
windows shatter through the starless
tearing a hole between here and hereafter
awakening between now and forever
all around you the season blossoms
and life spills outward
to flood the earthly with fresh seductions
tender as the dawn
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8. |
Simple Life
04:14
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my friend he's got himself a simple life
(he's dying)
found him a way to slow down suicide
by god, he's got himself a simple life
(he's dying)
killing the days with days gone by
dim the lights inside where the years reside
my friend, he's got himself a perfect life
binding his fate to endless certainty
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9. |
Arise And Shine
02:54
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carve an arrow into a tree
and their symbols will not combine
now imagine you're the tree and you will be wounded
hold a feather up to a cloud and their patterns will not compare
now imagine you're the cloud and you will be tickled
as you float through the air
a single throw of dice like the stars
tumbling through the night
until they come to rest with their upturned eyes
exposed by the sun
in the morning
light gives birth
to dreams of the day
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10. |
Crisis Management
02:00
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I found a way to get out of
just what we have gotten ourselves into
(but there's no time)
there is no time for love
the global ties have been undone
and we're making new enemies every day
there is no time for love
the battle lines have been redrawn
and we're building new weaponry every day
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11. |
Crazy
04:24
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CHEER-ACCIDENT Chicago, Illinois
Born during the first few seconds of 1981; many decades later: still here.
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