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Plateau vs Plain**
03:49
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I was born on a plain, with 2 right hands
It takes a sage, a philosopher, and an african
to begin to understand
We are cast offs!
Now we're castaways
I have broken both my right-handed arms, now they're in casts
I used to have money and no job,
now I have a job and no money,
and I have begun to understand why the wise men go on fasts
Sure I'm a philosopher, smoke this sage, my african friend
I will die on a plateau, with no left hands
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2. |
Dragon√
06:22
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3. |
halfsmile >> blast¶¶
03:17
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4. |
Burn the Scandal∆
08:04
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We were just thoughts of each others' floating around
We only thought. We only were.
We only thought: we're only thoughts, that're lonely thoughts
We were only words in our minds
Not the first to be discovered
And then we dried up like so many oceans
we dried up with salt water in our eyes
We were just like words thought of between exhalations
60% of our bodies are water and then there's condensation
and for every other occassion of varying duration,
station to station >> masturbation
I, we were left to our own devices
Like storm-weathered, our falling prices
As Everyman we face every crisis
and our cold unforgiving vices we could not handle
So let's light a candle
Burn the scandal
And now we sail to seas long forgotten
I am a boy all made of wood you are a vessel filled with cotton
and then I thought all this
I tried to cement a kiss
sometimes a bullseye is a miss
but I'm just taking the piss
And they say that all pride comes before the fall
I fall
Watch me make a sound
and I will never hit the ground
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The sunburnt skin of centuries past can kiss my ass
For me there's no future, For you there's no past
The now is a golden flickering
and the mothlight from the porch swing is sickening
As the light from the sunset is diminishing
and the boys and the girls go on bickering
The moon has a face of crater and stone
One visit can erase the mystery of being alone
A century later had believed to be bone
From a sliver in circles it's grown
From a coin of silver it's thrown
lands face up and the face is sickening
Our golden age is diminishing
The dim light of hope is flickering
and the beat of my pulse is quickening
It's all dust
kiss me if you must
For you I have killed
For you I will kill
For you I am dying
at least we're all trying
It's all, we're all dust
I'm all, it's all dust
kiss me if ya must
and wipe your mouth
watch with me, the birds all fly south
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6. |
Fairy TaleŠ
06:58
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The frog has lost its wings you bitch
And the prince has inherited a twitch
Kiss me and see what happens
No don't! I think that it's a trap and
Kiss me and see what happens
And what do you turn into when you get fucked?
And who did you turn to when the swamp sucked?
It's all superficialities
It's not truth it's just reality
…and so we turn the page
The prince has lost his wings
and the frog no longer sings.
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Thought, Think, Thunk
The top of the ship has sunk
below the surface
When you think of me
does a light bulb appear by your head?
and does it blind you?
The missing link is you
an empty space above the bed
when I am standing right behind you.
Slowly we all sink
Despite what they all said
They said that I wined and dined you
with the weight of the world upon us
is where we were wed
beside the coast
They cut off my arms
and burned all my bread
but they cannot stop me from trying to find you
and keep you from harm
Buried at sea, stepping over the dead
With the brine of the ocean they signed us
with the weight of the world upon us
is where we were wed
all and all to drink
but nothing to keep us fed
and gravity's pull pulls all us
it puts all people and past below
It is, She is, I know
When you think of me
does the sky get all its holes fixed?
and her yeah, her, she's a tall drink of water
no buried chest but I got her
Our bodies dispensed on the shore all wrapped in
ceremonial ribbon, and feathers
a burial of women, our betters
O I'll stay with the ship thankyou, and go down with the captain
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8. |
min¶¶
05:16
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9. |
Funeral Arrangements∆
05:43
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Just throw a sheet over me
they've already seen everything
But that don't mean one goddamn thing
I won't be comin' back so let the dead ringers ring`
We all got some wisdom from our allegories
so live out the wisdom by dressin' sexy at my ceremony
Yes yes, 'wink at the minister
blow kisses to my grieving brothers'
And smile at all the others
Let the kids bring whatever they want to bring
Let's face it, we're all peasants, there is no king
But that don't mean one goddamned thing
so rejoice, and sing
Dying so many times, maybe dying once would be nice
Dying with some dignity buried in the ground or at least packed with ice
Did you hear about the pigeons who explode when ya feed 'em rice
At my last dance, I want a ball, some lovely gowns, and a feast
A suit and tie --I'm not the least of which I'm not the least of which-- A suit and tie. I'm not the least
And I just want my friends, faces-I-know faces-I-know, faces faces and I just want my friends I don't at all need at all a priest
I want flowers-on-the-men flowers-on-the-men flowers-on-the-men
I want rice on everything! rice on everything! rice on everything! rice on everything!
I want flowers-on-the-men flowers-on-the-men flowers-on-the-men
Flowers and a girl with a ring
Dance on my ashes and we'll see how the dead will sing!
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10. |
Humpty∆
06:25
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Like a three-dimensional puzzle suspended in mid air
Like a shimmering reflection on the surface of a puddle
disturbed by a cast rock
You're all horizontal in the middle, defended and protected even though you're bare
A faded hovering projection. We're all earthless here and bitter
derailed by a slow clock
WE'RE ALL SO FRAGILE
We are weathered in the same storm, conceived and born in mid air
Your face is all crooked, lines are a history
it's a long walk off a short dock
We are measured from our old form, the concept, we're worn. My face is lost in your hair
The chance was there and I took it.. Are they to be kissed or freed?
an unbreakable lock
I got struck on the head, it was a hard knock
WE'RE ON THE FENCE
LINES ARE NOW SCARS
ONLY YOU CAN PUT ME BACK TOGETHER
ONLY YOU CAN PUT ME BACK TOGETHER AGAIN
WE'RE ALL SO FRAGILE
All the king's horsemen, and all the king's men could not.
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11. |
stolen me**
04:48
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We are so young, let's make it count, capice?
Your chest was smooth, no bumps, just flat
I remember we lost the dog by the fountain, no leash
The best of our youth, playing at the dump, and all that
Getting lost at the fair
Memories of Coney Island
though I was never there
And of you and I and
Your golden locks of hair
What we could get by on
We were quite the pair
Memories of Coney Island
Something beauteous and rare
Of you and I and
Whatever we could get high on
Your everlasting, timeless stare
would knock me off my chair
so filled with emotion, devotion, care
it was more than I could, can, or will bare
We were so young, our smiles were genuine, they were
Our clothes were simple and striped
Social graces, when you dine, with her
Sexually opposed, but our fruit was ripe
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14. |
Tendonitis∆
08:38
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Before the bad words
We were a scrapbook
The picture of perfection
We painted our portrait with pleasure
With one brush, our hands tied at the tendon
Breath in, breath out, the tide of perfection
There's no rush, things always end in sorrow
But there's always tomorrow
A mixture of paints for your complexion
Chalk it up to natural selection
Now I'm here at the ocean, wishing waves could move,
everything's a still life and nothing's forgiving
Beneath there's no motion, fishing can save , or prove
that there's still a life worth living
We ain't tied together!
but we're painted forever
I've always been an unfortunate
But at least I have our portrait
There's always tomorrow
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16. |
(Teetering) ∆
07:22
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17. |
Worthless ∆
09:37
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It's the fifth time I vacuumed up your ghost
Of all the pre-dead loved ones, I loved you the most
All these ashes-- they didn't mean a thing at all
I battered up your golden urn, and just let 'em fall
You were cast in flames
and of course you returned
you became again
Rebirthed, Unearthed, No worth
It's the sixth time I swept up your worth
May be the last time, but sure wasn't the first
Of all the living loved ones, I loved you
And when painting my self-portrait, I done two
And as my health grew unfortunate, I drew clues, a few grew, I blew through, I loved you
Who knew
You were cast in flames and
of course you became again
You were cast in stone
and I was left alone
Again
Rebirthed
Unearthed
No worth
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18. |
Jailbreak¶¶
04:12
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Sometimes a man can break inside himself and find out how and why he breathes
He's got a pad of paper, and a pencil, he takes down what he needs and leaves
He might have a brother, an older lover, left behind that just saps his needs
He has a moral code that he can't break, he can't shake, from off he feeds
And with this knowledge, he builds a future for a better life, he plants the seeds
I see him in there from time to time, a friendly visit, cheers the present
A warm smile or a simple gesture through infinite glass can be pleasant
Vision and drive corrected through vertical bars
The years in schools, and various skills, to make plates for cars
And the new machines have discovered, afterall, there is water on mars
Sometimes a man can break inside himself and find out how and why he breathes
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"I'm dead" she said, "or just finish me off"
She laughed, at last through a diminishing cough
In bed, she read a lot of the classics
At half mast, she asked if the doctor had a fast fix
Slowly, oh slowly and line by line
A poorly written novel that just robs you of your time
She statued, she statued like molasses on the hill
I visited her in a bad mood and I'd bet she's there still
"I've died" she cried, "or just let it flatline"
Hands tied, I sighed "why must I lose all that's mine"
In discomfort, it all hurt, there was never enough
All told and in need of a needle, doctor said it'd be tough
how fast! O how fast counting ash by ash by ash
You were built to spill never built to last
and counting her rings when they cut her in half
They took her out with the trash.
She watered, she watered all evening 'til the dawn
Invisible pasts that can me measured graphed and drawn
She faltered, she faltered like molasses in a pill
She statued, she statued and like death I bet she's there still
She mattered, she mattered like the thoughts left in a dream
It was all remembered, forever. Glass and water on steam
She watered, she watered everything but the lawn
I visited an empty bed, How fast they are gone
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21. |
CORSICA jam tk1
09:40
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22. |
Fisherman's Position øø
09:49
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The water isn't too deep
The boat it moves like a cloud
and how can I sleep standing up?
So I hear you crawled out, and became me
But as we stand, we're separate and free
We've got some years between us,
distant relatives water and air
But I guess it all, started there
A change of wind.
Waves come.
And some will die.
But all is calm and all is still.
And there's no weight at the end of this!
And how can I live, lying down?
And I see a scale in the sun
I make no move, and it moves plenty.
I make no move and it escapes the sun.
As if in shadow, but it's in the water.
and how can I sleep standing up?
And I have come here and I have found
How can I live lying down?
I hear I hear I hear I hear:
'They say you're good for my health'
so in a way, I'm saving myself
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23. |
Tangentøø
10:38
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24. |
Trophy Wife §§§§
06:35
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I want to see your face in the new millenium
I want to see your face in the century book
But I don't want to be behind glass
and you don't leave dust on my mantel
you can fog up the glass
Last in place, first in line
The lettering says you're all mine
I don't want to see your backside.
I want to see your pretty face
But I don't want to be behind glass.
youmakemewannameltdowneverythingelseintoanincongruous pile
I don't want to be behind glass.
icouldlosemyjobmyhousemycarkeysandglasses and you'dstillmakeme smile
I don't want to be behind glass.
I gotnovision I gotnowisdom I gotnovision Icannotsee
but you complete me
I am no materialist.
But these things keep me.
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26. |
Burn the Scandal**
09:03
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We were just thoughts of each others' floating around
We only thought. We only were.
We only thought: we're only thoughts, that're lonely thoughts
We were only words in our minds
Not the first to be discovered
And then we dried up like so many oceans
we dried up with salt water in our eyes
We were just like words thought of between exhalations
60% of our bodies are water and then there's condensation
and for every other occassion of varying duration,
station to station >> masturbation
I, we were left to our own devices
Like storm-weathered, our falling prices
As Everyman we face every crisis
and our cold unforgiving vices we could not handle
So let's light a candle
Burn the scandal
And now we sail to seas long forgotten
I am a boy all made of wood you are a vessel filled with cotton
and then I thought all this
I tried to cement a kiss
sometimes a bullseye is a miss
but I'm just taking the piss
And they say that all pride comes before the fall
I fall
Watch me make a sound
and I will never hit the ground
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27. |
I Never Lived in NY**
06:34
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We are so young, let's make it count, capice?
Your chest was smooth, no bumps, just flat
I remember we lost the dog by the fountain, no leash
The best of our youth, playing at the dump, and all that
Getting lost at the fair
Memories of Coney Island
though I was never there
And of you and I and
Your golden locks of hair
What we could get by on
We were quite the pair
Memories of Coney Island
Something beauteous and rare
Of you and I and
Whatever we could get high on
Your everlasting, timeless stare
would knock me off my chair
so filled with emotion, devotion, care
it was more than I could, can, or will bare
We were so young, our smiles were genuine, they were
Our clothes were simple and striped
Social graces, when you dine, with her
Sexually opposed, but our fruit was ripe
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30. |
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The water isn't too deep
The boat it moves like a cloud
and how can I sleep standing up?
So I hear you crawled out, and became me
But as we stand, we're separate and free
We've got some years between us,
distant relatives water and air
But I guess it all, started there
A change of wind.
Waves come.
And some will die.
But all is calm and all is still.
And there's no weight at the end of this!
And how can I live, lying down?
And I see a scale in the sun
I make no move, and it moves plenty.
I make no move and it escapes the sun.
As if in shadow, but it's in the water.
and how can I sleep standing up?
And I have come here and I have found
How can I live lying down?
I hear I hear I hear I hear:
'They say you're good for my health'
so in a way, I'm saving myself
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31. |
Dragon∆
05:26
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32. |
Plateau (4.08.15) ∫∫
04:08
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33. |
Purple 1/2
04:02
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35. |
Trophy Wife ø
07:54
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I want to see your face in the new millenium
I want to see your face in the century book
But I don't want to be behind glass
and you don't leave dust on my mantel
you can fog up the glass
Last in place, first in line
The lettering says you're all mine
I don't want to see your backside.
I want to see your pretty face
But I don't want to be behind glass.
youmakemewannameltdowneverythingelseintoanincongruous pile
I don't want to be behind glass.
icouldlosemyjobmyhousemycarkeysandglasses and you'dstillmakeme smile
I don't want to be behind glass.
I gotnovision I gotnowisdom I gotnovision Icannotsee
but you complete me
I am no materialist.
But these things keep me.
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36. |
Dragon¶¶
05:20
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37. |
Funeral Arrangements**
05:05
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Just throw a sheet over me
they've already seen everything
But that don't mean one goddamn thing
I won't be comin' back so let the dead ringers ring
We all got some wisdom from our allegories
so live out the wisdom by dressin' sexy at my ceremony
Yes yes, 'wink at the minister
blow kisses to my grieving brothers'
And smile at all the others
Let the kids bring whatever they want to bring
Let's face it, we're all peasants, there is no king
But that don't mean one goddamned thing
so rejoice, and sing
Dying so many times, maybe dying once would be nice
Dying with some dignity buried in the ground or at least packed with ice
Did you hear about the pigeons who explode when ya feed 'em rice
At my last dance, I want a ball, some lovely gowns, and a feast
A suit and tie --I'm not the least of which I'm not the least of which-- A suit and tie. I'm not the least
And I just want my friends, faces-I-know faces-I-know, faces faces and I just want my friends I don't at all need at all a priest
I want flowers-on-the-men flowers-on-the-men flowers-on-the-men
I want rice on everything! rice on everything! rice on everything! rice on everything!
I want flowers-on-the-men flowers-on-the-men flowers-on-the-men
Flowers and a girl with a ring
Dance on my ashes and we'll see how the dead will sing!
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38. |
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Thought, Think, Thunk
The top of the ship has sunk
below the surface
When you think of me
does a light bulb appear by your head?
and does it blind you?
The missing link is you
an empty space above the bed
when I am standing right behind you.
Slowly we all sink
Despite what they all said
They said that I wined and dined you
with the weight of the world upon us
is where we were wed
beside the coast
They cut off my arms
and burnt all my bread
but they cannot stop me from trying to find you
and keep you from harm
Buried at sea, stepping over the dead
With the brine of the ocean they signed us
with the weight of the world upon us
is where we were wed
all and all to drink
but nothing to keep us fed
and gravity's pull pulls all us
it puts all people and past below
It is, She is, I know
When you think of me
does the sky get all its holes fixed?
and her yeah, her, she's a tall drink of water
no buried chest but I got her
Our bodies dispensed on the shore all wrapped in
ceremonial ribbon, and feathers
a burial of women, our betters
O I'll stay with the ship thankyou, and go down with the captain
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41. |
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42. |
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43. |
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We are so young, let's make it count, capice?
Your chest was smooth, no bumps, just flat
I remember we lost the dog by the fountain, no leash
The best of our youth, playing at the dump, and all that
Getting lost at the fair
Memories of Coney Island
though I was never there
And of you and I and
Your golden locks of hair
What we could get by on
We were quite the pair
Memories of Coney Island
Something beauteous and rare
Of you and I and
Whatever we could get high on
Your everlasting, timeless stare
would knock me off my chair
so filled with emotion, devotion, care
it was more than I could, can, or will bare
We were so young, our smiles were genuine, they were
Our clothes were simple and striped
Social graces, when you dine, with her
Sexually opposed, but our fruit was ripe
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44. |
Horsedoctor Pill!Š
00:35
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Nothingful San Diego, California
Spangles of opportunity in which to dimension
into the angles of music and rhythms written in the
air.
Sings, plays acoustic bass guitar, dobro, sax..
The songs are uncoventional in as so many
ways as he is musically untrained.
To play the bass in the way that Nothingful
makes it would be to so as in a tuning other than standard.
I am inspired by Laziness and randomness.
I LOVE LAST SECOND SHOWS.
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