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Atomize
03:38
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I create // In this mind of mine
Places where I’m satisfied // With life
I ignore the words // laid out before by
Forces I refuse // To recognize
But outside the walls get higher // No longer trapped within the ice
Forces lay siege to my domain // A crumbling dissonance
You see I can’t escape //
What else could you possibly want?
Somewhere unfound out there // A publication
Photos faded // Abandoned underneath the blazing sun
Even this static state of ink betrays // The permanence breaks down
We see the process // Come undone
The best laid plans of mice and men // cycled over generations
Leading down some path // To the same end
I’m like the book // Forced to recognize
My demise came slowly // Over time
In the end you see // Nothing escapes entropy
I tuned into the show the other night
The whole time I couldn’t get this image out of my mind
As if it was overlaid // From the other side.
A broken boy // alone up there
With fog // and thinning hair
Admonishing ghosts // for the mantras
He wanted so desperately to know // but never seemed to understand
I don’t dare disturb him
In the end this is America
Everyone deserves to enjoy their cage.
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Orion
04:29
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Orion’s Rise round the rim of the planet ignites// An ancient fear in my mind
That drives me down alleyways // Wading through rivers of light
There’s something I’ve missed // I reach out to find
It weaves through the street lights // haunting the time I’ve spent searching
Can’t I?
I can’t be more specific // there’s been no specific action
I’ve been underwhelmed // drowned in a shallow sea
I thought something in your gaze // the way you move
Your subtle graces // would pull me out
I guess that I was wrong // again
But sometimes, I break through the ice
Taking my clothes off // I’m miles away in my mind
I bring it all here
Through mountains written out // I’m climbing the summit
Come hell or high water // Whatever comes of it
You may never know what it means to me
Just to have you near
I can’t be more specific // there’s been no specific action
I’ve been underwhelmed // drowned in a shallow sea
I thought something in your gaze // the way you move
Your subtle graces // would pull me out
I guess that I was wrong // again
Ahhhhhh
Ahhhhhh
The words disappeared in the moment // I was a tired contraption
With a foot out the gate // I tried my best to write it all down but
All I wrote that day was angst so
I put down my pen and I walked out for miles // Don’t know what I was hoping to find
All that I witnessed were the // Dying lights off the stars.
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3. |
Dark Cloud
03:38
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Baby Baby // Dark cloud ahead
I said ah // You ought to run from me // but instead
You keep hanging around // trying to keep your mind off something you don’t want to think about
Anymore
I don’t want to love nobody // but I got to know
Where those holes in your head come from // And if it’s true
That I can see right through you
She’s a real knuckle dragger // she talks to me and shows me things
Building nests of spiderwebs and string inside my heart
I forlorg the end all purpose lost // I sit and watch her spin her melody
Across all of these rooftops //
Ahhhhhh
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4. |
Train
04:46
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Still remember the first time I came back // Same old step with a brand new hat
You said / there was almost something seemingly different about
The way that I speak these days.
But even if the sun fell from the sky I’d // Never forget the time spent in the mountains that year
With the rain // Coming down // Over the valley below
Yeah one way or another // This trains gonna roll
So I’m taking in fields of sunflowers in bloom I’m //
Taking the train back home // Following shadows listening to rattles
Can’t wait to see you again // so I’m back to my mountain home where the sun shines brighter // airs a little lighter
Ahhhhh
Last time I rode the capital line // A man died on his final journey of life
I find some kind of peace in this // May is soul find rest and mine be born anew.
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Here
Here
Here
Nowhere to end // Nowhere to end
Who let me make // This decision again?
Mr. Nobody // Mr. Nobody
Beginning again // Mr. Slow Bloody
Something about // Windowless cars
Floating christian // On a journey to Mars
Nowhere to end // Nowhere to end
Who let me make // This decision again
Mr. Soul lovely // Mr. Soul lovely
Mr. Soul lovely // Mr. Nobody
A percussive since of longing // Flutters down the awning
Leaking it true leaves you blitzing and dodging a train
As it flies off its rails to the sky // Nowhere to end and nowhere to hide
Breathe icy dollops sing nowhere to end // Who let me make this decision again
Soul bloody and a bench mark cheek // Mr. Nobody is nobody unique
Here
Here
Here
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6. |
Angela
05:00
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Angela Potatoe // lived inside a little mound of dirt
Angela Potatoe // never did expect to leave the earth
But that’s not how it works
As her eyes left the skies for the first time // She sings out
Life will lead me // where I push myself too // I can’t afford a change in a day
In all of my clippings // accounts of others offensives // to change the world // at my expense
Move on Angela // The sun is up over the hill
Good morning Angela // What have they in store for you
Angela Potatoe // traveled halfway up across the surface
Angela Potatoe // did her best while cut and baked and fit her best in moulds we made for her.
But oh how we change // Engrossed emerge and becoming we scream out
I need this // It’s the only way I can succeed and be who I yam
I simply can’t stand // The weight of unknowing
These voices they torture me // Endlessly
Angela Potatoe // Finally did return to the earth // For what it’s worth
Felt the forces enacted in full
Leaned into the pull
And broke for the world
Left to my own designs // I’d find things the same // And die with my head in the veign
Lucky I’ve got you // Mentors and lovers // To keep me on truth // Keep me brand new
Here’s to a good life // Fulfilled
With music // And friendship
To stoke the mind // And warm the pain
Away
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Harvester
03:45
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In night grown // Long and cold in time
All our gods // Caught in space between lies
Out in the frost Jerry McCormic gets lost
Blood vessels close off
The light across his face
Shows what was
“Go out and return him to his people
Lay him for state in a steeple
Wrap him for shroud in a petal
Embalm him in ikre of nettle
This is the word of your queen”
[to] our selfless harvester Jerry
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8. |
Rust
04:09
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Don’t hold on to the present
Time belongs in the past
Yeah / It’s past
Take a walk in the world today / Myriad voices blinded by
hate and rage
Almost as if / They were anywhere near
The edge
But hey. Maybe there’s hope for you and me.
The look in your eye is almost like the look in mine.
Maybe we can stop this war. Sweet Friend,
There is so much more.
Yeah
I’m okay/ I don’t need to be a loner
I’m alright/ I can generate love
Maybe they see the change
Maybe we wait a little longer
Ride out into the fire
Take a piece of the flame
Nothing burns like a memory
Beauty comes to those who seek it
Overarching under reaching
Until you find yourself
Surreal and glistening
But hey. Maybe there’s hope for you and me. The look in your eye is almost like the look in mine. Maybe we can stop this war. Sweet friend. There’s so much more because.
I’m okay/ I don’t need to be a loner.
I’m alright/ I can generate love.
Maybe they see the change. Maybe we wait a little
Longer.
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WatersFine
04:47
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It never felt like summer // ‘Till I saw you there
Cracked a smile in recognition // You approached through the shimmering air
And I replied // The waters fine
The water is fine
Got a host full of problems // Been attached to the night
But a long hard winters starting to // thaw from my troubled mind
There’s power in light // And the waters fine
The water is fine
Laze away these summer days // It’s okay, I’ve never known you to stay for long
I’ll be fine nothing’s on my mind as I float away // And let the water carry me
Ahhhh
Ahhhh
With the winter at your back can you feel the experience // Don’t go numb your senses
You need to feel the freeze //
Make a change to write your fable
Take your place around the table
Speak your mind if you are able
And be kind
Just Live // and live
Drive out to the plains where the skies wide open
To the top of the hill where the blazing grass worships the light of the golden sun
Ain’t it fun // ain’t it fun
In the light of the golden sun
Ain’t it fun // ain’t it fun
In glorious radiation
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10. |
Velvet
04:19
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Two Kroodz on a window sill
One falls off // and the other
Gets stoned.
Henry, Mark, and Jon // Live on a farm on south 81
Where they // Reap // Nothing
Then one day the farm burns down // Henry moves home
And gets a real job.
And it was all velvet.
Susan was a // Sweet transgender human.
They decide // Their gonna move to Portland
Get some money together // Get a car
Make it as far // as Philadelphia
And it was all velvet.
Come and show us what you got!
Jack and Jill // Wrapped in strange desire
Magnetic Tape // Coiled like razor wire
Jill looks at Jack // she says
Hey boy // We got to go
To where James flows // In Broad strokes
Through a wonderland // of trash and cans
And it was all Velvet
Two Kroodz on a windowsill.
One falls off // and the other
Gets stoned.
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