1. |
Wondrous
01:22
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Sitting there
Calmly on a rock
Beneath the surface of the crystal clear water
Swaying back and forth
Spotlights beam from the eyes and mouth
As octopi swim around
And from above it looks wondrous
But look close and it’s a horror show
And from above it looks wondrous
But look close and it’s a horror show
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2. |
Cicada
04:34
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Cardinals are everywhere this spring
Darting in and out of the evergreens
Like a laser beam
Like a lucid dream
Soon a hum will descend upon us
And skeletons will shed their skin
Distorted bells ringing autonomous
The landscape will sing harmonious
Cicada
Cicada
Cicada
Cicada…
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We are helicopter seeds
We are spinning frantically
Into gutters and garden beds
Growing where we’ll be uprooted
Fuckin’ up right and left
Every number is infinite
Every chest is a cabinet
We had the magic
But we left it in the past
Fuckin’ up right and left
We live in oblivion
In the metamorphosis
From our consciousness
We set our own limits
Fuckin’ up right and left
Fuckin’ up right and left
Fuckin’ up right and left
Fuckin’ up right and left
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4. |
Mean Marshmallow
04:20
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Mean marshmallow
Grumbling jello
Relax big cat
Look at where you’re at
Sun on your stomach
Pillow under your head
Relax big cat
There is no catch
You’re not on your own
I’ll leave your toes alone
Mean marshmallow
Grumbling jello
Smashed a water glass
Pushed it right off the edge
But to my surprise
Fireflies began to rise
Whirling madly towards the ceiling
I can’t believe all I’m seeing
The madness can be deceiving
But it can also be freeing
Mean marshmallow
Grumbling jello
Mean marshmallow
Grumbling jello
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5. |
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Here at the edge of the end of the world
We found out we’ve been lied to
The blueprints left were unfinished
The surplus went to the rich
We’ll forget on faster and further
Without ever seeing advance
Evil gathers strength to run
Will it want us
Am I enough?
Our brains haven’t changed
At all since the last plague
We’re exactly the same
We’ve learned exactly nothing
(X2)
Here at the edge of the end of the world
I’ve gone to explore the dark of the woods
Held a seance in a green cemetery
The pines began to ballroom dance
I abandoned all hope next to a clock
As an axe chopped the minutes off
The village gathered for an execution
Children were pushed to the front of the crowd
Our brains haven’t changed
At all since the last plague
We’re exactly the same
We’ve learned exactly nothing
(X2)
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An airplane rain
Inside a movie house
Stealing the cashbox
I try to laugh off
Watching the great glass waterfall
Come crashing down
See the swan dive funeral
My heart is a flame upside down
From the jaws of the smoke cloud
Death was staring out
I saw into the future
We were no longer free
I watched the master rise up
Hypnotized by the scene
I watched the master rise up
Reaching through the screen
9/11, 24/7, 365, nights and weekends
9/11, 24/7, 365, nights and weekends
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Everything is extinguished
The animals are all dead
I can see the stars again
But I can’t take a deep breath
The last clock tower fell last night
But the bells toll on still
I carry their sound around with me
When I die I will be the one whom death must carry
When I die I will be the one whom death must carry
On…
Carry on…
Ring around the Rosie
Pockets full of posies
Ashes to ashes
We all fall down
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8. |
An Unexpected Phenomenon
01:58
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Einstein was right again
Luminous echoes exist
And its simply our experience
Twisting magnetic fields around our wrists
Just when we think
We know what we believe
We see the light travel around a blackhole
Just when we think
We know what we believe
We see the light travel around a blackhole
An unexpected phenomenon
At one million degrees
And it’s simply our experience
Space time warped around our pinkies
Just when we think
We know what we believe
We see the light travel around a blackhole
Just when we think
We know what we believe
We see the light travel around a blackhole
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9. |
The Worse Off Generation
09:06
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The debt to all my creditors
A credit to all my doubters
You’ll never see a dime from me
Without raising the minimum wage
I live now for insurance payouts
The coming revolution
And wealth redistribution
Sitting there with a lemonade
Hand me a light and last cigarette
As the ice twirls down the glass
We are the worse off
The ladder got pulled up
Our futures were sold off
By the higher ups
The proliferation of domestic terrorists
The rapid rise of hillbilly racists
Crusading racist Christian hypocrites
Ethics-less manipulation of every faucet of existence
So now we must bare witness
To the total failure of every sacred institution
They’re run for profit by psychos voted in by our parents
With no repercussions they have nothing to fear
We are the worse off
The ladder got pulled up
Our futures were sold off
By the higher ups
Graduated into a recession
With a deliberately whitewashed education
Locked into a manic depression
An opioid crisis
Rising house prices
After each marker crash
After each bubble splash
We get distracted
By money, by power, by hate
In a lot of ways it’s too late
Still given a badge after a failed psych exam
Seeing the top hat man with the black eyed kids
Bred complacent and told we’re on our way
The lack of movement still surprises me every day
We are the worse off
The ladder got pulled up
Our futures were sold off
By the higher ups
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10. |
High On Patrol
04:24
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At midnight
In the month of June
Ate an eight
Of mushrooms
Now twlight’s unloosed the moon
As bright globes of light bloom
Leaning on lampposts
All along in a row
Leaning on lampposts
All along in a row
Follow the glow
High on patrol
Follow the glow
High on patrol
Glittering terminals
Swim through pixels
Glitching visuals
Backyard rituals
Take more than the prescribed dose
Got to give got to give up the ghost
Take more than the prescribed dose
Got to give got to give up the ghost
Follow the glow
High on patrol
Follow the glow
High on patrol
At dawn I am exhausted
The fire says coughing
And whom are you waiting for
That doesn’t sound absurd
The world stands on either side
No wider than the heart is wide
The world stands on either side
No wider than the heart is wide
Follow the glow
High on patrol
Follow the glow
High on patrol
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