1. |
Fire is You
02:00
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2. |
Scout? Capital!
07:41
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She’d move down planet face
With yellowed eyes and a stinging grace
And I know
All it shows
Ekes so much out of the world
Tucks it under a fingered curl
Hums notes, there she blows
Hellos, hello
Stomping out on foot
Like you never grew up
Led on down railroad lines
Ripping fabric in our minds
On rugs, with dugs
Harbored me in stormy seas
In caterwaul singed reprieve
Hums notes, there she floats
There she floats
Like a moth on the wind
Winter fades on into spring
Railing ground up angel wings
Summer fades on into Fall
We’re still feelin ‘capital’
Red-haired devil
Stuck out like a sore thumb
In a sea of toes
All the noises guised as sounds
Cloaked up in the evening’s gown
Eyes closed
As the suns rose
Then you slit throat right out of my lucid dream
Slit the throat right out of my lucid dream
Twas highly weird
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3. |
A Pig and His Puritan
03:01
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Dear republic, can you feel it?
This is nothing new
Motorcade done drug the swamp
Down the avenue
Truth aint true, sky ain’t blue
Monsters’ woke next door to you
When a hundred million
On a split decision
Put a Pig and his Puritan
In supervision
Dear departed, house divided
Anachronisms’ sons
Our better angels slaughtered easy
With countercultured guns
What scares me most about this country
Men like you do win
What scares me most about this history
Power squares with skin
When a hundred million
On a split decision
Put a Pig and his Puritan
On my television
Won’t be long now
But it just won’t die
You just won’t die
Then a hundred million
On a split decision
Put a Pig and his Puritan
In supervision
You won’t belong now
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4. |
Fog/Mirag
01:47
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5. |
Pneuma
03:53
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Headlights
Come forthright
Passed pipes
Me looking at you
Greenland
Coming coke-canned
Lifespans
You looking at me
And I can’t say how it feels tonight
It’s too warm to see my breath
Loosened inhibitions
keep me trippin right and left
I could go and I could stay
Doesn’t really matter much either way
Just sing, sing sweet nightingale
Hard sign
Saying good night
Past rights
Or those looking for them
Lucid
Confucian
Pretend
Ying is yanging us
And I can’t say how it feels tonight
It’ll numb you half to death
Loosened inhibitions
Get me shitting out my head
I could go and I could stay
Doesn’t really matter much either way
Just sing, sing sweet nightingale
Drunken nightingale
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6. |
Autovoodoo
05:15
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7. |
Terrapine
03:59
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I stole a kiss from an honest soul
Who mistook me for being kind
And I let the pieces fall
And saw it all unwind
And with a taste of peppered rain
For a moment I tucked away
And as I wet my tongue
I put the whole world on the run
Funny how it goes you never know
Or you don’t know until it’s gone
Funny how it goes you never know
What was really wrong
I stole my bliss from a bottomed well
But it was me that had ran it dry
And the seasons change
And the rain can’t quench my mind
With a taste of drunken days
I can’t hide my pain
And it’s salted rain
Coming from my eyes
Funny how it goes you never know
Or you don’t know until it’s gone
Funny how it goes you never know
What was really wrong
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8. |
Ms. Heterochromatic '93
05:35
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Baby, all’s as it was
Baby, comes as it does
Y’know they move me
Ms. Dyzygotica
Heterochromia
Baby, when it comes to loves
Baby, teach to rise above
Y’know they move me
Ms. Dyzygotica
Heterochromia
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9. |
Sway My Way
05:19
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When the words come out
You might leave my mind
Everything’s in retraction
Or that’s how it feels sometimes
The way I’ve been lately
I just wanna run and hide
Drifting through a sea of faces
I see now I’ve been blind
And I could wake up with someone else
But I’d still wake up alone
Ba-la-la-la
When these thoughts build up
I don’t know my own mind
My soul needs extraction
Or that’s how it feels sometimes
The way I’ve been lately
I just wanna sit and cry
Drifting through different phases
Of my own design
And we don’t talk so you don’t know
But I’ve never been this alone
Ba-la-la-la
So won’t you sway my way?
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Withered moon
Bleeds out onto you
Spreading roots
In the place your sorrow blooms
Seabirds croon
Bottomless blues
Schooners schoon
And drift away from you
And soon
Sky spells out your doom
Lights are few
And too good to be true
In your room
With bottomless blues
The night falls through
And the streets fade from view
Bad news
Your devil wants his due
Airing plumes
And spitting smoky fumes
Here to pursue
You
In bottomless blues
But night concludes
And a new day shines for you
A new days shines for you
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11. |
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Worded musings
Keep trying to explain
Inward brusings
Gets to all feeling the same
And I just can’t find it
Just can’t find it
But I don’t know what it is
Worded musings
Ten different feelings stacked
States confusing
And I bare it all on my back
And I just can’t find it
And I know I lost it
But I don’t know it is
Hey are you around tonight?
Cause I’ll be home
Hey are you around tonight
I’ll keep by my phone
One foot in, one foot out
Guess I gotta learn to live without
Guess I gotta learn to live without
And Lord you know its a dismal charge
Keeping soulful hearts waylaid?
Don’t you know its a dismal charge
Keeping soulful hearts waylaid?
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12. |
Floorpacer
04:48
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Something hard to define
Just another moment in the mire
Prying for ties that bind
To maybe keep the hope aligned
And maybe keep the fire alight
Oh, heaven helping
With faith confiding
Please don’t say this all we have
It comes on like a cloud
It’s where we stitch our proud dead shrouds
And what’s better, with or without
When the only feeling you know is doubt?
When all you know is doubt?
Oh heaven helping
With time conscricting
Please don’t say all that’s left is past
And here I’m pacing
Afraid of facing
Here I’m pacing
Afraid of facing
(You)
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13. |
Your Country's Kissed Me
05:58
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And I breathe right deep like you show me
I see everything beholden
Soothe my mind
No I don’t wanna go home now--
Soothe my mind
Pray you come around now--
Pitiful
Wish I could stay here now
Suit my soul
Your country, your hometown
Deep in breathing
Sucked into the scenery
Virgin pleading
On my knees
On my knees
Your country’s kissing
Your country’s kissing me
Stealing out into the dark
All seems now like a drunk-end dream
Four months later
I still can say
Your country’s kissed me
Yeah, your country’s kissed me
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14. |
Post-Britpop Diva-Eater
05:48
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She sets her feet to the crowded street
The way you do with something you own
She knows to dodge all the clueless tools
Blinded in the city glow
Ahe’ll alway have her Alibis
For sharing the times and the highs
Her Cigarettes and Alcohol
Providing shelter under London skies
Do shine
She’s gonna eat em alive
Do shine
She ain’t like their kind
She sets her feet to the meet-and-greets
With one pointed out the door
She knows out in the jungle noise
It’s calling ‘more and more and more’
Do shine
Take a look around at everything
Stop what you're doing and look around
Why don’t you dance
Why don’t you sing
With all of this happening?
Yeah, it’s all happening
And she won’t get high
Cause it plays with her mind
But she’s there at night with Bedford Parklife
And catching morning light
On the Salisbury line
Still doing fine
Still doin fine
At being wonderful
Being wonderful
Tear off she goes
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