1. |
Skin & Bones
02:58
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light goes up
I fall down
I am skin & bones
the human realm
stays below
I am just a soul
where my body
lays down
I will not be there
I am leaving
this world
for a better place
one less selfish
one less hate
we are all cancer
you may think
that you are good
but you're still human
we are fallible
we're deaf
to the holy song
leave your human
prison cage
light your inner fire
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2. |
Holy Shit It Gets Lonely
01:12
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if you were somebody else
I'd leap into the Pacific,
surrender all my will
to the power of your current.
but my feet are
dry as paper,
light the fire,
lift these anchors up
I'm going crazy cuz you
make your way into all my dreams,
the slow and sunny afternoons in
imaginary rooms.
I want to
build this truth in
real life with you,
what can I do?
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3. |
Light//Light
02:43
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watch the light bounce
back and forth
between two mirrors
parallel, too
many copies
of my copies
lost in feedback
can we go back?
to the one
original
no permutations,
vindications,
here's their glass
reflective cage
trapped in mimesis
static fever
one broke free the
other day I
stood in silence
watching luscious
lucifer try to
escape his two
dimensions of
refraction
he just stood and
stared at me
I slowly walked away
and found a
cross and prayed
repentance
for my
narcissistic tendencies
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4. |
Dustman
02:01
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yellow evening
storm approaching
all by myself
dust the book off
write an entry
close it up again
melancholy
70s architecture
wood paneling, oh,
someone save me
from this horrible place
oh, what's the difference
if we come back one day, or never
it's still not our place,
it never fucking was,
it's left to the sands of time
to weather away our mark
our insidious cancer
upon the face of our beautiful planet...tragedy
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5. |
Mary Creek Downer
02:25
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6. |
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we lay in silence
as your curtain dances
with the morning breeze
the sun is glowing through the leaves
I wish you were the one
but something tells me
this is just for fun
my heart beats like a broken drum
we lay in silence
as you turn and reach
your arm across my chest
I never want to leave this nest
I wish you were the one
but everything tells me
you're just someone
my heart beats like a broken drum
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7. |
Garcia
01:11
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8. |
The Same Old History
01:56
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here's a eulogy
for the honeybees
and the ancient olive trees
and the amputees
down in tennessee
taking baths in hennessey
it's the same old history
there's this kid named steve
who got third degree
burns while taking LSD
said he felt so free
and the filigree
in the fire was the key
it's the same old history
ooo
here's a spelling bee
for the divorcees
can you spell 'your life's debris'?
oh your goddess pleas
to get on your knees
your libido jumps and 'squeees'
it's the same old history
can we make this easier
for the wheezier
smokers in the joint
to the key of C
queue the timpanis
and the waning bourgeoise
it's the same old history
jesus, what a fucking scene
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9. |
Forgetteroni
01:04
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forget state
forget law
forget power
forget media control
forget televised anesthesia
forget anti-intellectualism
forget servitude
forget sacrifice
forget patriotism
forget labels
forget money
forget ads
forget fame
forget peace
forget hate
forget silence
forget shame
forget normal
forget expectation
forget obedience
forget organized civilization
forget the powerful holding you down
forget your notion of who are
forget your notion of who you could've been
forget your immortal fantasy
forget death
forget your story
forget your vague desire for importance
forget the notion that you have to be important to others
forget the notion your happiness relies on others
forget permission
forget forgiveness
forget forgetting what it means to be a goddamn human being
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10. |
Blitzophrenia
01:10
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11. |
Momentary Faces of God
01:25
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12. |
Cold Hands
03:12
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take this cold hand
and give it your love
it's shaking
please hold it so still
don't let me remember
affection's another
estimate of human love
forget your perception
the mind's great deception
that these ties
are not just mine
take this cold heart
and warm it with yours
it's drying
yet trying to fill
I don't know how deep is
the well of your heart
it's up to you
if you could lose
a half of your splendor
for early december
snowy roads
to autumn's glow
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there goes a blob of hopelessness
bovine, so fine
motorized, dumb, anesthetized
she won't feel the weight of the world
she watches twenty hours a day of
steve harvey
not my life but
tainting our collective unconscious
honest
conscious
honest
spare me, america
from your tragic magic
fear-loving, so predictable
broadcasts,
molding the fabric of truth
no ethics, lest they break their own rules
ship of
fools and fuckers
drooling lovers trying to let go, bet low
let go, bet low
basic standards
basic standards
let's walk around the carnival
look there, don't stare
world-record for libido repression
see how he channels his drive
eyes crossed, he screams at everyone;
'fuck love!' no fun
not my life but
tainting our collective unconscious
honest
conscious
honest
spare me, america
from your flaccid plastic
don't chip away at confidence
just to sell me some shit I don't need
I'm fine, you're beautiful but you're dying
stay alive
you fucker
leave the bunker
fight for yourself
no one else
self no one else
you're fine, you're right
you're fine, you're right
you're fine, you're right
you're fine, you're right
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Peter Winnipeg Berlin, Germany
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