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i'm a cartoon character
my outlines are fading
colours running
forming shapeless blobs
dr. rorschach
i could use your analysis
dr. rorschach
i could use your analysis
read-made piece of pop-art
stick me in a gallery
for pretentious people to marvel
at my banality
might as well place quotation marks
around my head
reader's digest wisdom
is all i can muster
infinite party
everlasting jubilee
celebration never ending
good time all of the time
hips are swaying
arms are waving
feet are stomping
there are people dancing
can't stop moving
the floor is lava
can't stop moving
the floor is lava
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Needle Eater
02:22
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needle eater
we hold you dear
needle eater
where do you go from here?
your shock value tricks
giving us kicks
what's your plan for tomorrow?
your act is growing old
your story already told
leaves you wallowing in sorrow
needle eater
we hold you dear
needle eater
where do you go from here?
dip your hand in acid
put your head there too
till your mortal body
is reduced to goo
applause subsiding
nothing more to do
this time next year
we have forgotten you
acid bather
are you happy yet?
acid bather
you were our favourite pet
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pardon me but i appear to have misplaced my marbles
be a dear and help me find them
to be fair i bid them good riddance
i've grown weary of the same old same old same old
can the sky
somehow suddenly grow larger?
can the moon
be more than full?
today it seems like it does
and today it seems like it is
excuse me but there's something wrong with all my clocks
they're running backwards and i don't think they should
to be fair i prefer them this way
it's reassuring when one follows two
can the stars
somehow rearrange their order?
can the sun
for a change set in the east?
tonight it seems like they have
and tonight it seems like it does
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4. |
Rudderless
03:50
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rudderless
up the creek without a paddle
going where the wind blows
going where the stream flows
doing just fine
at least for now
relying on my dumb luck
due to run out
any minute now
any minute now
while away a little while
before disaster strikes
water is still and the sky is clear
but there's a sense of storm in the air
faced with a puzzle
the pieces don't quite fit
randomly placing them side by side
the range of possibilities is endlessly wide
i struggle
to make sense of it
waiting for this riddle
to solve itself
any minute now
any minute now
while away a little while
before disaster strikes
water is still and the sky is clear
but there's a sense of storm
while away a little while
before disaster strikes
under the surface
something is biding their time
waiting to take me down
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5. |
Curse These Lungs
03:08
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up here the grass is green
and the birds so sweetly sing
it has me wondering
why kindness is seldom seen
up here the sunlight
it burns our skin
we resort to ways of sin
and grovel in plight
curse these lungs
i can't breathe underwater
curse these lungs
i can't breathe underwater
down in the murk below
away from prying eyes
away from stormy skies
tides turning slow
the inviting ocean
it beckons me
for once to be free
in gentle motion
curse these lungs
i can't breathe underwater
curse these lungs
i can't breathe underwater
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6. |
Your Eyes
04:05
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You're five, and you have hazel eyes
And hair of red. At least, this round
The colours change, but in them
That same love that I've forever found
The hand that deals and gathers
Cannot take what it won't give
Still I've loved you all this life
You never had the chance to live
You're six now, and your eyes are green
Like hers. You have her stare, her look
They laugh and cry the same between
The covers of her favourite book
The hand that deals and gathers
Cannot take what it won't give
Still I've loved you all this life
You never had the chance to live
And still we hoped long after the last day that we believed
With you, I'd want for nothing, and it's nothing I received
You're seven, and your eyes are blue
One pressed against your palm, the other
Tracing seas across the moon
The latest world that you'll discover
The hand that deals and gathers
Cannot take what it won't give
Still I've loved you all this life
You never had the chance to live
You're five, and you have hazel eyes
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7. |
Last Day on Earth
02:51
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this may be my last day on earth
been chasing wild geese
and hunting the white whale
to no avail
this may be my last day on earth
been eating lotus
and chasing the dragon
to no avail
status report to oblivion
crumpled note in a bottle
riding merry-go-round
in a vortex in the endless sea
dropped a pebble in a well
but heard no sound
cast a penny in the fountain
but saw no splash
this may be my last day on earth
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scorch your deep desires
on the wood with the flaking paint
exclaim your dire need
get what you deserve
when life's blood grows dull
i demand white flame
thus spoke the poltergeist
thus spoke the poltergeist
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I’ve pulled the car to the side of the road
Somewhere east of Nashville
It’s blazing hot and the A/C’s off
And still I’m feeling frozen
And a voice inside my head just said
“You really should turn around”
But I’ve taken stock and know if I knock
On any more doors that just aren’t gonna open
A tender part of my once-brave heart
Will stop
It’s harder than I ever could imagine
There’s no one who can say I didn’t try
It’s harder than I ever could imagine
To leave behind a dream that hasn’t died
I’m taking deep breaths on the side of the road
Somewhere east of Nashville
I picture Ma and the star she saw
I don’t know what I’ll tell her
On the day I left, car pointed west
Her eyes had lit up with pride
A smile so big, imagining gigs
Me living like Elvis rather than in a cellar
What will she do when I walk on through
Her door?
It’s harder than I ever could imagine
There’s no one who can say I didn’t try
It’s harder than I ever could imagine
To leave behind a dream that hasn’t died
Tears might be falling on the side of the road
Somewhere east of Nashville
Pawned my guitar to gas up the car
I almost wish I hadn’t
When I look ahead, I feel half dead
I swore I’d outshine the sun
Need to come to grips with this total eclipse
When even one ray of sunlight leaves me saddened
I won’t be king, not of anything
At all
It’s harder than I ever could imagine
There’s no one who can say I didn’t try
It’s harder than I ever could imagine
To leave behind a dream that hasn’t died
I’ve pulled the car to the side of the road
Somewhere east of Nashville
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10. |
Not Even Close
03:49
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You’re springing forward
I’m falling back
You’re smooth as glass
I’m full of cracks
You’re waking up
As I go to sleep
I lurk in the shallows
You’re diving deep
One step, one block, one mile at a time
It’s hard to bring our paths in line
We keep hopin’ things’ll turn out fine
We’re not even close
You’re silver linings
I’m etched in black
I walk the edge
You pull me back
You dance in sunlight
I tramp the dark
The difference
Couldn’t be more stark
One step, one block, one mile at a time
It’s hard to bring our paths in line
We keep hopin’ things’ll turn out fine
We’re not even close
We’re not even close
We’ve seen enough movies to know how ours ends
One step, one block, one mile at a time
It’s hard to bring our paths in line
We keep hopin’ things’ll turn out fine
We’re not even close
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11. |
Windswept Clouds
03:19
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windswept clouds fly overhead
i'm filled with wonder
bringing change with no dread
i lie under them
endless shadows across the land
i'm so happy here
moving fast, swirling the sand
different colours appear
i think i hear harp strings
plucking softly, ever so softly
the clouds begin to lift
up and away
the sky is such a wonderful thing
i hear strumming, strumming
soaking in this perfect day
moment to moment i watch twilight coming
soon the colours will fade to black
but i'm no hurry with the harp's strumming
i have no wish to turn back
i think i hear harp strings
plucking softly, ever so softly
the clouds begin to lift
up and away
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