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I want to be in your dreams as haunting as it seems
I want to be in between how things were or how they seemed to be a key to everything
Someone messed up a part of me that feels a need to cling to everything
To be loud, whispering
Not want what I need
No one can live the best life
At any given moment things are thrown up in my face
A thousand voices screaming "I can't keep going at this pace"
Lately, I'm all sorts of out of place
Can't make a case unless it's fake
The haunted house, the jury's out
The country MUST invade!
And it's sad, always sad
But even president's must laugh at the idea of a "holy war" or the freedoms that he can't endorse
I want to be in your dreams as haunting as it seems
as haunting as it seems
as haunting as it seems
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Mine, All Mine
02:57
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I tried to go down smiling: eyes wide, the sun set finally
Fine line, a painting pulls apart
My mind: the day that never starts
And oh my I'm dying every time I sigh, "oh my, love that I won't find is mine. All mine! I feel it all the time. It's mine! All mine: everyone to find.
I tried to hold on patiently. High times, the beauty you can see is a far cry from the longing we can feel.
An outline connects what may be real.
And oh my I'm dying every time I sigh, "oh my, love that I won't find is mine. All mine! I feel it all the time. It's mine! All mine: everyone to find.
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Repeating the timeline
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Life, Death, Resurrect
02:37
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The kind of darkness you'd expect.
The simple drift into the rest...
Tasteless, Heaven-sent to pull your soul out from your bed.
(The big moment! The jury chooses death by any means necessary! A Death Siren swoops in to gather the debris, covering it with sugar and sine waves)
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I remember feeling sleepy, fell hard and I had just started dreaming
Climb into a gentle pose, a mood's just a move away
Kind of can I get real close?
Can you cover me with shade?
And I hear the day's not getting sold
Every second is all your own
And I hear that space is getting old
Keeps on expanding with every fold
I remember drinking water
Out of the hose it's getting hotter
Yeah, I remember feeling awkward
Like my voice when it's getting softer
And I hear the day's not getting sold
Every second is all your own
And I hear that space is getting old
Keeps on expanding with every fold
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Rock & Roll Bubble Bath
03:51
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Did anybody see it happen?
Did anybody watch the band?
(Did anybody see it happen)
I rose up, put my hand out
You looked up; I couldn't stand how
The Bath, the Bath
The Bath, the Bath
The Bath
The Bath
The Bath
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The Pretty Baby
02:34
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We opened a door
We blew up the past
And everything outside was tumbling fast
Where I'm at
The ways we can act
Sneeze out a mystery
On a surgeon's mask
In the black
The blues were a path
Tore into the prairies
And the cities right back
And the pretty baby lifted me up to the sky
So that on that day she would hold me and I'd have to...
The saint got an itch and I got a twitch
Some self-expression
Though myself I missed
Out of it
She gave me a trick
To be here at present in the still shaking stiff
And the pretty baby told me I'd have to say "bye"
So that in the shade she would never have to hear me
No she would never have to see me
We opened a door
We blew up the past
And everything outside was tumbling fast
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Oh I, I don't mind. I don't mind when you're right. It's just I, oh my eyes can't tie you up long enough to speak a sentence to or lie. That's where I won't deny I will like my next life, oh where I, I am fine. I am tangled in the light and left with a tree that I can't climb. It's hard to get older in love. Get your coat it's been cold, I will throw you in the snow. Quarter notes, two unfold right up to say, "hello! I've been missing from my own thoughts these days"
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My Appetite
02:20
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Somebody thought up the impossible it's enough to get caught feeling crossable. In my dreams a dizzy scene, a busy hospital. Then I'm awake with the plain sunlight. Couldn't pay me not to fake my appetite. Feeling ain't a virtue it's the cause of it and dotting out what hurts you gets you shot again and again with a blindfold that was see-through. Your'e the sharpest, kid. Then I'm awake and it's late at night, couldn't pay me not to hate my appetite. Hardest one to mention I feel thrown away to a plane of empty space; what you didn't say. If I act tame, it's 'cuz I ain't and it's not ok, then I'm awake inside my mind. Couldn't pay me not to blame my appetite.
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Oh, I Get Lost
02:48
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If there's anyway that I can reach you without moving my lips.
Still too much to say, things you can teach me.
Don't tell me like it is.
I'm too afraid, not a social being.
A brain can't speak the heart.
There's too much shame
Can't fight the feeling
Love shouldn't be so hard
Oh, I get lost
There's magic then there's not
All I got was my hopes up in a thought
If I speak real low, it's because I'm dreaming, drifting out my eyes
The things you know: stupid singing circle's 'round the sky
Don't sit that close gets me thinking I might never be alright
I fear the most that I'll start sinking in the broad day sunlight
Oh, I get lost
There's magic then there's not
All I got
Was a picture for my thoughts
Oh, I'm in shock
Still flying when you walk
Oh, I get lost
Always praying I can't talk
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Apparently God is a pop fan and the devil digs Avant-garde
But oh I thought that it was taught to lift your hand up when it's hot
Never miss an easy shot
Because evil has gotta look good, man. I guess I'm really mouthing off.
But oh I thought the loudest shot, is the one that don't go off.
We are shameless and if ever there was hope I say it ain't painless.
That shrapnel of the soul is the taste you end up wanting.
Nothing else could pick me up.
But oh I tried, sure no surprise
No locking up no trunk
Still sinking in the mud
With all my memories just yawning
Every minute of the hours
Oh I flicked the lights about 30 times
Felt as if I had a showere
Feelin' like a flower
I am clean yet in your eyes I can't be sane
Just like a dream, yeah?
Where I'm really all to blame because apparently God is a pop fan
and the devil digs avant-garde
Oh, but I can't really see no difference
Police patrol or Roman guard
Someone's love like someone's art
A promised land or just someone's yard
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Mileniums
00:41
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(An explosion of time and structure on a poly-rhythmic play set, on fire with spirit for the future or any other possible digital conclusions)
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Flash in the panhandle if there's a spark then there's plan.
Match, you can start a candle, 'n not worry about your hands
A hedgehog's dilema don't get so close you'll bury it
On a screen or off your feet
Stand too far it's blurry, kid
And there it goes!
Your mama always told you the careers you could become
She ought to have mentioned we're all a part of everyone
Wake up in the gentle hours
If there's a God then he don't play fair
He would place you in the present sour
What you see might make you scared
To ever give up anything, but things just slip us by
I've cried my way through many dreams ate the apple of eye
Trapped by the rational
If there's a spark then there's a bang
Flash in the panhandle if there's love then it has a name
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Recess!
02:19
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humdrum
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Something To See
03:01
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How did my heart get so wet? I've got a thousand ways to look at that. When did the wind get so set to correct my manners? Mistakes are all I ever get. In essence ever-present: I'm never mending, I'm never mending. In essence wide set lenses threw my senses out of convention. So when did your feeling just leave? I'm just something to see, I'm just something to see. But how did my brain get so hot. I wake up some mornings with my teeth in knots repeating "I long a lot, can't let it be! Won't ever stop!" So in essence I'm suspending. I'm suspending, you're forgetting that at present I'm still sending all that love in your direction. I don't even need to breathe, I'm just something to see. I'm just something to see.
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