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Wayward Satellite
04:08
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five miles from all the half smiles
stands our happy little home
and seasons give us reasons
like a metronome
so how could you feel so lonely
when you are never alone?
well, I don't know why
but I had to go and
take the bus to
north of Portland
I feel there's something
or someone missing
so I'll be running these crooked circles
like a wayward satellite
till I find a home
these walls smell like moth balls
from well before your birth
and bones that gave you your bones
vibrate in the earth
so we pray for your safe return
for whatever that's worth
the night sings in colored lightnings
blue and gold and grey
the voices in these frozen hills
have said all they will say
so I paid another bus to
push those hills away
my little cherub
my little charmer
will you help me off with
this body armor?
well, I had a good time
think I hit the mother lode
finally found my doppelganger
where I left him by the side
of a crooked road
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2. |
Pop-Up City
02:52
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little mountain of steel and pipe-dreams
the creatures don’t run from your bright-beams
a hammer’s got things to say here
and the people are dressed in their days, my dear
the road keeps on getting wider
Till the city just takes you inside her
Little boys and their thieving ways
It’s only what they steal that’ll change
a giant’s hand from a pop-up city
I will go willingly
and I will take this trip down future lane
I will leave my given name with you….
but I have been such a bloody fool
I was just your garden tool
I thought that I’d end up with memories
but I just lost my car keys somewhere new….
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3. |
Waiting
04:04
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the storm door opens - like a giant's hand
our silent footfalls - frozen in the sand
working boats roll shoreward - a team of tired sprinters
summer town is zipping up its jacket for the winter
and I'm waiting for your eyes to open
like a curtain on a stage
the bird will sing when it
flees the cage and
one day this black spell will be broken
and the waiting will be done
the more that I can see your face
the more like you i that become
abandoned sawmill - shattered glass and beams
gutted and seeded with a hundred silver screens
beyond the pixels - a shining new frontier
we hunt for life forms that we never could find here
and we're waiting for your eyes to open
like the curtain on a stage
an open the book on a
tattered page and
one day this black spell will be broken
and the waiting will be done
and we shall see what
you’ve become and
there will be mountains and deep valleys
never be another choice
the straightaways are short and sweet
lead us to them with your voice
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4. |
So Much For The Flowers
03:15
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don’t fall asleep, you’ll overshoot the beltway
(dirty city, this dirty town)
and if you waver from the plan on retribution day
(hell to pay, there’ll be hell to pay)
the motor inn – there is no better cover
(get the one with the mini-bar)
out of the wilderness we go!
don’t play the victim, you don’t wanna go there
(no you didn’t, oh no you don’t)
you will just get eaten by an even bigger bear
(precious honey is what they love)
what is that smell? son, that’s the future burning.
(this is what we’ve been waiting for)
we’re killing commies with a phone!
so much for the flowers
so much for the candles
it always comes down to
what God and Beauty can’t handle
now you’ve got a finger
and we’ve got a trigger
if we bring them together
we can make this place much bigger
it don’t make a sound, the voice is like a feeling
(talk too much, yeah you talk too much)
it’s the candlelight that’s dancing on the ceiling
(in the body, it’s in the blood)
our boys can sing an old man’s song!
so much for the flowers
so much for the candles
it always comes down to
what God and Beauty can’t handle
oh captain, my captain
teach me how to use this contraption
we know where they’re hiding
aluminum siding
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5. |
Eva
04:20
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eva has a question for the man
"in all your travels when the roads turned to gravel
did you turn and go back home?"
and maybe she could ask you one more thing
"if you found religion in feeding pigeons,
what do you do when they all fly away?"
"and what's the point of all this struggle
to try to find yourself another,
when there's so much to be missed
and there's no loneliness like
the loneliness of a lover?"
another day another dollar down
her education taught delayed gratification,
but was silent on how long to delay
and what about these things that she's acquired,
are they extensions of her best intentions
or do they just distract her
from what she'd rather not see?
"and what's the point of all this struggle
to try to find yourself another,
when I always find my bliss
and there's no loneliness like
the loneliness of a lover?"
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6. |
Rivulets
02:57
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travel lightly, turning slightly blue
just like a pilgrim’s supposed to do
sweet contagion, Appalachian flu
has got its hooks inside of you
but only red, red rivulets get through
rolling over leaves and rocks and roots
through the muscled mountains to the truth
it’s the blood that’s speaking through our boots
with ageless rhythm, catechism
a line of temples falling down
poison weather, English leather shoes
beating a path I did not choose
“take my hand you clever man”, she said
and wiped a hailstone from my head
but only red, red rivulets can roam
when they leave our bodies here alone
and wherever she stands, stands my home
she’s a lullaby that I intone
with ageless rhythm, catechism
in this old temple falling down
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7. |
All Is Real
02:25
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today your voice sounds like the evening
and your words are like the dawn
but I wish more people did their grieving
in the form of peasant songs
and so I float like a flake
to lay my head on a frozen lake
you trickle by through the field
we thaw into whatever you feel
all is real
I try to get all my mistakes in,
while my friends are out of town
but if a tree falls in the city,
does really it make a sound?
the more I drink, the less I read
like trying to un-plant a seed
you trickle by in early spring
we’re thawing through the openings
of real things
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8. |
Elephantine
03:28
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an empty room, a cluttered mind
crammed full of all of God’s designs
elephantine
and when the subway comes to me
I’m always giving up my seat
elephantine
and my love’s too great for only one
I crush a taxi with my thumb
can’t shake the sound of distant drums
elephantine
and I see you rising from your chair
we just can’t have you going there
elephantine
and if you love me now too much
this is a love I cannot trust
elephantine
and from the blackness of that shivering street
one fist of lamplight plunging deep
into the face up in the sky
elephantine
I see a face up in the sky
elephantine
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9. |
I Can't Wait
03:07
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I can’t wait till I forget that shade of blue
that made up your eyes on the day that I met you
and I can’t wait till every object in the room
won’t tell me a story ‘bout the time you used it too
a swiss chalet, a moonlit bay - will it take all her pain away?
a life of humble pie for dessert - I get a little on every shirt.
and all my marbles roll away when she tells me I can stay.
somewhere now there sits a lady on a train
she’s a little bit sweet and a little bit deranged
and when we meet I will feel something like regret
she’s already doing things I never will forget
a swiss chalet, a moonlit bay - will it take all her pain away?
a life of humble pie for dessert - I get a little on every shirt.
and all my marbles they can’t wait to forget about those days.
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10. |
Heart's Tooth
05:20
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who climbed the willow with me?
kingdom as far as the
naked eye sees
balcony
who ruled the white woods as one?
we got our strength from the sun
the lonely old sun
pendulum
are you going back to the old house?
are you wiping the dust from the blinds?
can you see those kids and the places they hid?
are they laughing the air from their minds?
there’s a moon-faced girl as shy as a bird
please remind her of me if you can.
you’ve got a heart’s tooth and a fountain of youth
and you’ll never come this way again.
two shadows run down the street
two shadows stick to our feet
small and neat
incomplete
who tore the hole in your clothes?
who left your blood on the rose?
thorn exposed
decompose
are you going back to the old house?
are you wearing a crown of black flies?
is the air up there still colder than snow
does the water still freeze in your eyes?
there are vacancies at the hotel of dreams
there are lives that are waiting unlived
you’ve got a heart’s tooth and a fountain of youth
waging war on our dead narratives
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11. |
Why Should I Mind?
04:07
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I was telling a story
to test her endurance
the thief in her eyes
was not a deterrent
but I don’t mind, that you are so unkind
why should I mind?
I look at you and I go blind
meet me at the beehive
turn my money into flat beer
one leap through the doorway
coulda spared me a bad year
but I don’t mind, that the truth is so unkind.
why should I mind?
if that’s just how it was designed?
and I am just a television
I came to bathe you in blue light
I wanna shape your bad decisions
I want to fly you like a kite
and when the FDA takes all your pills away
I’ll be right there by your side
and when the FBI has got you on the wire
I know just the place to hide
cuz this town’s a lonely child
it’s an endless kiss and it’s a hockey fight
see the cameras in the air
they will rob you while you’re just standing there
there’s an eye that sees through walls
and the nukes are loose and it’s all Russia’s fault
in a week you will find out that
you’ve been starring in a movie with me.
out in Central Europe
cathedrals have antlers
the mark of the pagan
the year with no answers
and I don’t mind, that creatures are unkind.
why should I mind?
have I been missing all the signs?
and I am just a cathode ray tube
I live to glow with your desire
I wanna be your wonder-twin power
I’ll be the secret in the wire
and when the IRS digs up your treasure chest
I will talk you off the roof
and when the NRA has got you in its sway
I’ll try not to be aloof
cuz we buried all our breath
and we laughed at our own expense
we put on a thousand uniforms
and we’re leveraged out on our first-born
honey, all of the craters on the moon
will not hold the tears we’ll all be crying soon
in a week you will find out
that you’ve been starring in a movie by yourself
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12. |
Small Hours
04:04
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you’ve been sleeping on the floor
I never saw you do that before.
endless digging through the layers
what evilness are you waiting for?
in this tiny house, what could it be?
is it person, place or thing or deity?
does your magic cat have any spells for me?
deep in the small hours I can hear her
digging and pacing underground
the signal’s stronger then much weaker
my head is filled with jagged sounds
walking through an empty lakebed
try to find what used to swim
how can you live your life so naked
when everyone is so buttoned in
I want to hear the evil too
in this tiny house we’ll disinter the truth
from the underground we’ll shake our bodies loose
deep in the small hours I can hear her
what is her name? I never ask
it’s only small things I can bring her
profundities evade my grasp
the birds are falling into sequence
the winds are stirring up the leaves
I hear the thumping of a presence
coming to life beneath the eaves
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13. |
Take The River
03:57
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it’s growing outward like a leaf
it’s sprouting legs and hands and teeth
this morning violent and free
I see your map & you want to drive
away with my pride
never ever to be seen by the naked eye
over that hill
never you find
never ever to be seen by the naked eye
but, I’ll take the river
dance on the knife of purity
ache, shake and shiver
the river brings the love to me
don’t need a microscope to read
the fingerprints of history
there’s a chromosome that built a ship
and now I live inside of it
I know a place where we can meet
I’ll mark the map to where you must drive
away with your pride
never ever to be seen by the naked eye
over that hill
never you find
never ever to be seen by the naked eye
just take the river
dance on the knife of purity
ache, shake and shiver
a prayer that opens to the sea
not going with them
to fade into a litany
we’ll take the river
where there’s no choice but to be free
just take the river….
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