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The books I read about
05:53
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And I live in a magic world of buttons that are opening
the shirt that’s floating off inside the wind the breeze that talks
to me like an intellectual companion
and I want to know the spaces that I can
Bird’s wings are clapping
I want to see the sugar of
The sweetness of the parts that I can’t eat
But my mouth is full and chewing with the sound of
rain
I want to go back to that place
that I have never been
but I have heard of
the books I read about
the books I read about
the life that I am mis-singing
the books I read about
the books I read about
the books I read about
the life is singing
I am walking though a wilderness of wild wasps and wispy willows
and the moose thats crawling like its buckled knees
I want to live a life thats hard I have no choice in matters
but I sense the swimming Lillies frogs are dancing oh they’re jumping out
I sang aloud the books out loud
I’m wanna na then books I out
I’m reading books I read about
I’m leading life I sang about
I may be on insane but I am giving
oh
Where are those things I read about
What are these things I’ve heard about
these theories that all ready
Where are the things I read about
What are these things
I heard about the world
And I want to be an ocean
but I feel more like a lake
The tributaries are my friends
the streams that swirling
and the squirrels chirp around me
and I am full of dams
but those power the people around me
And I don’;t know how to swim
Alone without
Alone without
alone without
alone with out
All the books I read about
I need those books I heard about
but I don’t know how to read in those languages
I’m screaming out
I need the books I read about
I feel those books I read about
I’m so inside my head and now I need
Someone else’s head to read out
what they know to speak
I need somebody else
a tributary
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2. |
Coffee in the Morning
04:30
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Coffee in the morning
I need coffee in the morning
I don’t like the sort of life I’m leading
Coffee in the morning
I want coffee in the morning
I want coffee in the morning
with my thoughts
It was such a cold time
I was I a cold time
Staring at these old
Parts of myself
When you were in
somebody else
Coffee without all the other stuff
Coffee in the midday
Cruising the freeway
Someplace I would rather be
Coffee in my vision
Steer through indecision
I’m nervous for what I need
Just another cold aspiration
Just a different part of my investigation
Just a different mood a different timbre
Wanna be part of what I don’t understand
What I don’t understand
What I don’t need to understand
What I don’t understand
What I don’t need to understand
What I don’t understand
ooh
Coffee in the evening
Don’t like what I’ve been dreaming
So I’d rather stay up
have some vestige of control
Coffee in my brain
I feel the same
Part of me does not notice
notice notice notice notice
Other parts of me
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3. |
Dance of Nowhere
04:16
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You’re like a prayer
In the eyes of a stranger
waiting for the day
that far to be near
Last like the sun
it towers ahead
and not
above
You are one
with the cotton
in your shirt
You are one
Of many faces you have worn
You are one
not above
Look at your love
your
ooh
Dance dance
dance of nowhere
of nowhere
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4. |
Just Because
07:23
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Its dusty in the morning (as)
when I wake up
The wetness of the glacier
I’m made of
The dragon fly zips around my spine
The needles that he pricks into these thoughts
of mine
Untrusted and untrustworthy
not forgiven but deserving of it
so close for the taste
but closing in for my last place
She is fine
Is comfort
Just because
She will unwind
Just because
just be because
Just be just because
Just be, just just because
And in the haze of a daze you leave uncontrolled
And in the wet moisture of the grief no one can hold
You are sipping
Full the cup
You are dripping
The unfullfillment of
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5. |
Giving You an Idea
04:18
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Giving you an idea
Let me know if its real
take all your suitcase
Pack it up and
wait for me
Gunna keep my old clothes
Hang ‘em in my closet
Let me know when I need
to look at them
Giving your old clothes
someone to talk about
Filling up your suitcase
just to empty it
out
yourself
And it burns
like a bright leather sun
from the body swore
never to ignore
to ignore
Feeling like you gotta climb
Find a reason
or at least a rhyme
Furniture your suitcase
the structure of a stare
Love, whatever were you waiting
For
Stay
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Beautiful people dancing in a beautiful mall
the secrets
The soft studded soft leather secrets that they want to know
Where’s the dance where the fire bird sings and you know
The people want everyone everywhere oh
How I love their death
How I want them back
I’m an angry bird
Trying to scream the world
out of its dream
Delicate strangers and beautiful friends
In an army of cable telephone damns
And they’re all on the rain man
every last one
But the main land is sinking and happier guns
And lotus flowers of earth and the green grass
the Lilly pads sink and the frogs say its me that
is wrong to be green but you want nothing regrets
then regress the ocean of swamp and the egrets
are happily dancing one egg at a time
the flamingo’s head haven’t been pink for a while
I’m an alien tattooed with people you know
Today and in this land that’s called my home
Telephone me when I am gone
and the sea is just an ocean
in season its gone
The walls are rising
I am arriving oh I am arriving
I am tired for weeks oh
the weeks of not sleeping
The weak are sleeping
and I’m not sleeping at all
Oh do you want me
I swear I won’t creep in
your house
if you leave the key up
I’ll be thinking of you
Like a bird its a telephone wire
and the strangers move closer
the telephones tire
And all our day’s are numbered
if you can’t count on them
I’m a broken fountain
No water in it
Someone throw a penny in it
Dance along to music in your head
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7. |
Whatever you Need
05:37
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My eyes
and my heart
beat together like the wings of a bird
Come swiftly with purpose
my prayers my god
My holy hell is starting to thaw
But I thought I saw
Your heart
in the eye of the storm
My breath my look
Your pen takes up pages
and pages of me
Your family
My friends
Take whatever you need
I have plenty more
Take what you need
I have plenty more of it
Though I don’t know where
it came from
or who to thank
I don’t know what it came from
But now I have you to thank
For giving it a home
My will to die
a thousand times a day
I will stay sharp
like the teeth of a wild dog
Take whatever you need
I have plenty more
Take whatever you like
Though I don’t know why you like it
So much more than I do
Don’t know where it came from
or who to thank
Don’t know where you came from
or who to thank
Take whatever you need
I just needed more space to grieve
Looking in what do you see
Fill this space with our
Secrets
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Smiles take a long time to go away
And longer to forget
I realize
what you gave
Meant so much more
than I knew
In the moment
So sad
at the losses and the daydreams
I was blue
A child of time
I was a fool
Stuck in my mouth were the words I was thinking
I ran away from them
I didn’t know who they were for
Now they’re for you
they were for her
The lover locked out of the gates
the kiss on the fire escape
I was blue
I was green
I didn’t know what all of it meant
It was red in the suns’ rays
It was good everything changed
Everything’s wrong today
I am alone
In a pleasant way
Whatever we’re always gunna have to change
Believe it I din’t but we always have to change
I want to stick my head underneath the pillow
Or stick it in the case
I guess its fine to be exactly where I am
I crave exactly where I’m not
I’m not with you
anymore
I crave I long for us to be one flame
at the beginning and end of the day
But now you’re leaving
You’re all the way across the world
a different state of mind
Then when you were the body lying there
inside my broken heart
you will stay with me
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9. |
Open the Door
05:06
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Open the door a crack
And let them all walk through
Look at them running
towards your heart beat
Open the door and watch them
Run to you like children
they’re escaping from the cage that you made
Stand there
Breathing the molten heavy air
Care
Love them
Till their bitter end
Open the door and watch the light house
capture al the darkness in the sound
open the door the wild wind is sure
to visit
While you were sleeping talking
to the better angels
We’re all around the fire
through the dependency of you
Land There
Inside desperation
Holy themes
ring though echoes now
You were standing alone
Lowly and grim
a moment ago
Then you let
them in
Walk through the doorway you create
Let those feelings in
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Who is looking at my in the window
a ghost a mirror a light
who changed my life
Who is staring at my in the pages
of paper that I write
its cloudy in my mind
every day of my life
I laugh I chuckle I chortle I sip on wine
I don’t know what do with my body most of the time
I start to bleed I start to listen to the broken window to my soul
My heart the things I cannot change about my life
whats happened so far whats happening now
I can’t escape you far
I always come back
to the broken window
of my broken heart
Nothing really makes sense
when you don’t think about it
Somethings start wo make sense
When you don’t think about them
I watched a piano technician take apart
the thing that makes my life so beautiful and do stuff
to it; I didn’t understand
I just watched it with an open mouth
I don’t
Stare into my soul enough
I don’t listen to the sound of rain on widows
I don’t change often
but when I do I feel a bit more like my self
I laugh I change I chuckle I chortle
I think too hard
But then when I stop I get so soft and gentle
Why is this so hard
I am judging myself for being sentimental
I guess I was raised a man
The window the way
The cement blocks
I stare down towards
Lovers all have left me
All my friends are out of state
I have no place left to go except
the places in me that I’ve learned to hate
I’m scared to be alive
I’m scared of energy
I don’t understand the things
coming from my throat
what is inside
the great great collapses into me
a window to a symphony of silence
Cure my thoughts
What will cure my thinking in the end
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11. |
Wherever you go
02:24
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Wherever you go
wherever you went
You were a lonely gift
only heaven could send
Now I’m a stranger
There’s blood in my home
Can I remember
that you’re in my bones
Was time wasted
with beautiful space
Circles of lightness
opened your eyes
To the darkness around all
These places we’ve left
I am a stranger
with my feet on cement
Can you remember
From
Where ever you went
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12. |
February Fog
05:12
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There’s a lover underneath the sheets
I’m a hot iron waiting
( )
And you just are praying for
some relief
Is there anyone there to catch me
or whisper as I sleep
Cuz we’re two humans of of a feather fettered
waiting for the springtime to release
The dream that don’t get any sweeter
that we share
while we sleep
We’re in a February fog
Too anxious for a call
I watch the winter have its way with the sidewalk
Its not important to me
that anything
in particular happens
But I want you to stay
Even as the fashion fades
Is it wrong to exist as I am
That’s what I think about you
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13. |
Erebus
20:58
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