1. |
The Lion Tamer
02:08
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And as i rest my head
in the lions mouth again
i remembered what love was
as a component of loss
in my case as i floss
no applause neccesary
its just a job
yes it's only a job
i get paid by the hour
hell his old bones
are frailed and compliant
but hold my feet to the fire
and i'll admit im a liar
and im scared half to death
nothing more, nothing le
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2. |
Escape Plan
02:53
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The taste of lead
Plays a sour note
on the roof
Of the mouth.
Shift, spit it out.
Careful not to cause a sound,
Stillness pulls the key
Towards an opened palm.
Shift, click, you're out.
Legs doubled over
like wet match sticks,
Chain link tourniquets
Release just the same.
Across shark infested waters,
Empowered by momentum,
Freed limbs impede there will on the
Last latch.
Catch your breath
As smoke irrupts and
Settles.
In the nettles of
A crowds cactus vision,
You emerge
Unscathed.
Bow and Wave.
You're out.
Bow and Wave.
You're out.
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3. |
Right Is Wrong
03:11
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If grass is always greener on the other side
tell me which side am I on
free my consciousness of what is right
free my consciousness of wrong
and i've been tempted by the apple tree
over taken by its song
a melody for sake of melody
feasting 'pon the flesh and bone
Right is wrong is right is wrong
there's no reason to be cheating either end of some
there's enough to go around to share the wealth of song
right is wrong is right is wrong
now lines were set in place for crossing
bridges built to overturn
and notions set to pledge devotion
leave us little room to learn
oh i've been tempted by the apple tree
overtaken by its song
a melody for sake of melody feasting pon the flesh and bone
right is wrong is right is wrong
there's no reason to be cheating either end of some
there's enough to go around to share in the wealth of song
right is wrong is..
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4. |
Three Views
03:41
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They tell me how it grows
and of the things it knows
and of the wind which blows
the dust in spiralled cones
its shape is uniform
delicate, tendriled form
and mends a soul that's torn
revamped and thus reborn
and thats one way of looking
into the other end of
the spectrum we can look at
to seek and dissect love
It aims to desecrate you
elivate then deflate you
and leave you in the state to
push what you couldn't pull through
the lies are luminary
you lose the will to carry
the burden you can't bury
reshelved and left to worry
and thats one way of looking
into the other end of
the spectrum we can look at
to seek and dissect love
but worst of all in lacking
the passion or the pain which
should make the life worth living
the balance act that's giving
you reason to seek changes
or rearrange the stages
without the realization
your love is lost and vacant
and thats one way of looking
into the other end of
the spectrum we can look at
to seek and dissect love
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5. |
Liaison
03:15
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Oh you could hand me a dollar
you could hand me a dime
but i assure you honey
no amount of money
could change my mind
cause it's clear i've got a game plan
cause its clear that i've got goals
now please go home
and i've made contacts with the locals
i've made contacts with police
and if there's word of you in town
i swear you'll see no sign of me
cause i've got a house of polished steel
with no windows, hung from eves
and only I know how to enter
because i've got the only key
and if this seems a little drastic
and you're questioning my state
well i assure you honey, if you had my money
you'd shy away from fate
sure it's easy just to flaunt it
live your life out on display
but i've got wordiness, distinction and a social life at stake
so if you wouldn't mind retiring
I suppose it's just as welll
you can sleep out on the sofa
if you're hungry, help yourself
and by the dawn i'll hail a taxi
hell, i'll even pay the fare
just remember nothing happened
there was no liaison here.
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6. |
Next Life Blues
04:00
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when i arrive
at pearly gates
and time should near to test my fate
pon what three things
should i be judged
that he should know
if i am one
whose lived his life
with dignity
and soverignty
and piety
and never trod
with devils foot
to break the trust
that he had put
into the depths of every soul
and testing faith and paying tolls
pon what three things should i be judged?
Love, Love, Love
When I arrive at pearly gates
and in the light, I sit and wait
pon what three things should I be Judged?
Love, Love, Love
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7. |
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Theres a home,
with a light,
that stays lit every night,
just in case
something needs to be litten.
Through the thick window casing,
the shine of a bulb,
sends a pale yellow ember,
refracted and hollow,
toward the red glow,
of the moon.
..and as cold air it shuffles,
through piles of papers,
to find the receipt for a broken down furnace,
that seemed to go awol sometime mid december,
and won't get replaced until spring receives tenure,
you call it a draft,
close the window,
move on with your day.
Theres a home,
with a light,
that stays lit every night,
just in case something needs to be litten.
Toward the red glow,
of the moon,
theres a magic,
thats spoken of only in motion.
As heavenly bodies,
submit to the whim,
that they only paint skylines,
beneath the great darkness,
and weep from the notion,
as likeminded fools.
Theres a home,
with a light,
that stays lit every night,
just in case something needs to be litten.
Through the thick window casing,
the shine of a bulb,
sends a pale yellow ember,
refracted and hollow,
toward the red glow,
of the moon.
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8. |
Fell
03:10
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Oh I fell from a Height
Higher than the tallest tree
further than the sun or moon
And oh I fell into the earth
left my imprint in the dirt
an impression of my smirk was all that stayed behind
How I fell for you.
You.
And so I gave up on amends
packed my things and left again
dragged my feet upon the ground
but oh i'd be damned that I should find
that my grin had stayed behind
even grass had learned to grow around, not inside
How I fell for you.
You.
And though time has surely passed
and the fallings faded fast
i'd be foolish not to say
That if
you should take a peek
just inside yourself you'd see
the impression of a time thats since eluded me
How I Fell for you
You.
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9. |
FSH
03:08
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I'll die once for you
bathe my palms in ore
wear a thorny crown
upon the cross you bore
oh i get so tired of Trying
Walk upon the sea
born a bastard son
body made of bread
wine becomes my blood
oh i get so tired of trying
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10. |
Missing the Point
02:22
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dropped to my shoulder
like a ball of lead
heavy on the corner of my body
shit can't help but hit the fan
from time to time it's said
but I've got no vested int-rest
in blowing
I guess it could have been
across the head instead
hallelujah, amen
Played out the scenario
in softly spoken flow
a murmur made
to gesture at the will
good men impose
But fuck it if that "will"
should leave me unfulfilled
is there no common ground
between the action and the sound
or am i just missing the point?
missing the point?
missing the point?
missing the point?
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11. |
Hold on to Me
04:40
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Its hard bein empty
when you're so full of hate
its hard servin love when
theres none on your plate
its hard kissin up to the lord
when you've got no lips
and you're not about good and ready to cash in you chips
you gotta hold on to me
its hard being sober
when theres so much to drink
its hard to get close to your preist when
hes seeing a shrink
to honor thy father and mother
though they both ran off on one another
and you walked away with his eyes
and her perfect smile
you gotta hold on to me.
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12. |
Million Dollar Baby
02:09
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Washed to shore
by the good graces of your melody
and i could not be more
enveloped by the song
my million dollar baby has me thinking wrong
Waiting for
the next train out of here to come
though i could be mistaken by this charlatans song
and i've stayed too long
my million dollar baby has me leaving home
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13. |
Green, Gold and Azure
02:24
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Pailer than aprils loathsome grimace
with wrought iron finish
i'll forever retire
to frost heave and desire
which now burns the knuckles of my fists
so its green gold and azure
or dead dulled and grey,
what heartless bastard
ever assumed i would happily live this way?
Life should be spent,
chalk full of frolic and whimsy
and yet, i sleep without rest
tossed aside by the fate of a spiraling
misguided capsizing ship
filled with useless expressions to vent my contempt
at a state that was meant for some other poor sucker
of obvious omnious angst and regret
so give me one evening
alone with the wretch
and i'll do the rest
wring his thin little neck
and i'll sleep in the shade
on the warmth of the day
tickling the backs of the daisy at play
so its green gold and azure
or dead dull and grey
what hearltess bastard
ever assumed this burlesque was an even trade?
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14. |
Corn on the Macabre
02:43
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Bury me so shallowly
my bones will pile and cave
so little birds with chirping words
might build there homes within
I was once of stone, in love with the world
I'll return to home if it happens
to be the last thing i ever do
So have fun with me while I'm amongst you
Paint my face and fill me up with brightly
colored things, with rope in tow
and length of wood
encourage all to swing
I was once of stone in love with the world
i'll return to home if it happens to be
the last thing i ever do
so have fun with me while i'm amongst you.
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