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A Close Encounter Song
04:16
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Sleepwalking to the backyard
I stood in the grass, undressed and unalarmed
Don't know how I got where I am
I felt compelled towards the craft
Held in a hypnotic state
Dissolve the floors of memory
My vision flickering like flame
A soothing tone in my brain
La la la la
La la la la
Shimmering off this mortal plain
I've now been through the looking glass
Where trills of colors melt in place
Like Goya and Picasso painting with snakes
It's all menagerie to me now
A place I can't get back to
But the doors were opened, the girls were golden
And now everything is different
La la la la
La la la la
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2. |
I Knew a Soldier
04:53
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They say the war is over but I know a soldier
Keeps his best friends blue eyeballs in his pocket while he talks
He clinks them together, now and then, they're hard as chalk
Oh oh oh...
They say the war is over but I know a soldier
That tried as hard as he could to keep his shoes shined and laces tied
But he didn't all come back now he sleeps in the streets where it's warmest
Oh oh oh...
I dressed in white and went to bed
With a duvet pulled up to my chin
I heard the dust fall between walls
I heard the drone of dulcet tones x2
His father was crazed, mother was cruel, he chopped the stairs to use as fuel
Soon ran away and lived a evil life, until he killed the grocers wife
In an accident with a paring knife, he tried to flee but tripped over a kite
Oh oh oh ..
I knew a soldier with who the war was never over
Every night he hears an army roaring outside his front door
And every night water's running bloody evermore
Oh oh oh ...
I dressed in white and went to bed
With a duvet pulled up to my chin
I heard the dust fall between walls
I heard the drone of dulcet tones x2
Oh oh oh...
Night night sleepy head
The bells have been muted
For now
For now
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Watch the wind from where
Bend the corn and blow your hair
Amber, bronze, and gold
The summer does as autumn told
The malstorm has us all
Watch the wind from where
Sculpt a still pool of water
Sheltered in the shadows
The blue jay and cardinal
The malstorm has us all
Watch long enough and you will see
The leaf falls from the bough silently
There is no more that this
This is all the world there is left
The malstorm has us all
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4. |
Coffee & Oranges
02:47
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Coffee and oranges
In a sunny chair, she dreams tremendous
Coffee and oranges
In the morning, in spring
I am to wait but we will meet again
I am to wait but I won't lose you then
Grew up a stones throw
Climbed out of windows
Late night walking trails
Our love's too big to fail
I am to wait but we will meet again
I am to wait but I won't lose you then
Coffee and oranges
In a sunny chair, she dreams tremendous
Coffee and oranges
In the morning, in spring
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5. |
Lizzie Kizzme
03:42
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Lizzie Borden took an axe
Gave her mother 40 wacks
When she saw what she had done
Gave her father 41
Please please Lizzie please
Please please Lizzie please
Lizzie Borden went to trial
Followed in a single file
Acquitted for the crimes done
A little smile when she won
Kizz me Lizzie pleaze
Kizz me Lizzie pleaze
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6. |
Such a Strange Place
02:51
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See the vines burst from my fingers
I am now a strangle of branches
Birds and bees weighted with pollen
Perch on my lashes and nest in my chest
My speech is like a push of hummingbirds
Numerous like needles flush from a bush
The tulips turn and tell me I am ridiculous
Sweetly I breathe in
Filling my veins with invisible millions
I am a vain parcel of strivings
Tied together by an unknown bonding
Loose and wild, drunk and blooming
No root in the land to keep my limbs green
Brought alive in such a strange place
And told the earth is yours to take
Where the stars sleep white Opelia floats like a great lily
Very slow from the woods where everything is far long and gone
So I took my power in my hand and went against the world
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7. |
Zola
05:26
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She is the magicians hand
She welcomes vampires in
Zola is her name
With word of a western gate
All that we see
All that is seen
Is but a dream
Within a dream
She is the prairie
She forgets nothing
Zola is her name
With word of a western gate
All that we see
All that is seen
Is but a dream
Within a dream
Candy and liquor drop by drop
Rolling down the mountain top
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8. |
No More Gods
07:29
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After the planes unloaded
We fell buried together
Mother my bones are trembling
Continuous lightning
Slashing knife rainfall
Across the broken face of the Earth
I will go back again
To the bleak shore
I will go back to what I understand
I am the hallow man
Inside Death’s kingdom
This is the way the world ends
Cracked and flung to the fire
Gone up in a blaze
Like an old Christmas tree burned clean
All recognition lost
Goblin mountain was upheaved
Tumbling into a slag ravine
Hillside dotted by immolated light
No more gods
Shit to the dogs
No more gods
Shit to the dogs
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The stars melt, smear across the sky
The sunset breaks and dissolves
But no light lasts forever, keep the love within
Darkness calls to darkness, hello my old friend
Elbows on our windowsills, chin on our fists
Waiting for UFOs and the apocolypse
I am incapable of more knowledge than this
The world ends but another begins
Always the future, never the past
Time is a heart that will cease with us
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10. |
Far From His Illness
05:15
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I have come upon this place through lost ways
Where I was there's no day or night or space or time
Where no birds sing or waters run, this is what we become
Far from his illness, he ran with the wolves
While we skated on ice at the edge of the woods
I have seen dying eyes run around a room
They seemed in search of something, something I wish I knew
Drugged awake and drugged asleep, he was never spared
Far from his illness, he ran with the wolves
While we skated on ice at the edge of the woods
The morning after death the sound in the house is different,
Sweeping up your heart, putting love away for now
If not for dreams what is left as memories fade
Far from his illness, he ran with the wolves
While we skated on ice at the edge of the woods
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11. |
Four Candles
03:08
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In a land we will never see,
This is what you are to me
In the still of a dawning forest
Everywhere shawdows receed
People grabbing their hats
People forgetting their pasts
I have left four candles burning
Four rings of light upon the ceiling
She took the darkness
Left it in the country
It found the way back
Hands around your neck
I have left four candles burning
Four rings of light upon the ceiling
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Arrangement in the atom
Sequence in the brain
Take your god by the neck
And think of all the senselessness
Seek the far stars and their powers
Put into service sun, sea, and showers
In time like glass our lives are set
We become a streak of color
In a pattern called sequence
In a pattern called sequence
I am content when waking birds test
The reality in my head
I ran down the brick garden path
In a checkered summer dress
Grabbed a boy by the hand
Stumbling with laughter
Led him in a maze and left him in a daze
He'll not likely forget
In a pattern called sequence
In a pattern called sequence
Stuck in a pattern called sequence
Stuck in a pattern called sequence
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13. |
Cold Cold Cold
03:12
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Burried under the snow
She can hear daisies grow
Walks the grounds as a ghost
Breaks all the windows
Speak low and gentle
Am I going mental?
I can hear the lost music
Floating down from the hills
It gets cold cold cold
It gets cold cold cold
Above the chimney stacks
New constellations connect
By what way will I go back
To the plaines of nothingness
A lantern light from deep in the barn
The shadow of a life well worn
All the rich and all the poor
Are all now sleeping together
It gets cold cold cold
It gets cold cold cold
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14. |
The Report Back
04:03
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The humans are stupid
Pollution, Republicans
Facebook, terrorists
This is the report back
Now turn up that human music and dance on the razor's edge
Now turn up that human music and dance on the razor's edge
The intel reads
Extraction please
That currently
This planet is ending
The humans are stupid
Pollution, Republicans
Facebook, terrorists
This is the report back
Now turn up that human music and dance on the razor's edge
Now turn up that human music and dance on the razor's edge
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15. |
Open All the Doors
06:08
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I dreamed my genesis
It was contageious
My world is wilderness
And piles of rusting equipment
I hear drums beat in the hills
Forging guns and whiskey stills
Brrazen and hypnotic
Crashing operatic
The divine grotesque
A beautiful chaos
Fuck it, open all the doors
Fuck it, open all the doors
Before a melting horizon
Among the nerves and neuonces
Youur hands lift the sunset
That was seeping through the soil
Our exchange is golden
Sublte and gigantic
Hieroglyphic and hieratic
Exhausts to replenish
Our love is thesaurus
The collective unconscious
Fuck it, open all the doors
Fuck it, open all the doors
When the dark comes, I'll build a fire,
When the dark comes, I'll raise a pyre
Geeting the unknown
Into a gracious home
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