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Settle Up
03:40
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I’m going slow as molasses
I can’t find my glasses
And everything is moving too fast
The alarm bell is ringing
Birds have been singing
And I can’t get out of the bath
That old paranoia
Is bound to destroy you if you
Fall through a crack in the path
Inside the mirror there’s a face I used to know
Tomorrow I will reap the seeds today I’ve sown
But until then I’m gonna read the dregs of the cup
Hoping I know when to settle up
I once was a child
Out running wild
Sleeping in the bed of a truck
And though the past left an imprint
Now things are different
Antennas looking out for good luck
More control than a fish in a bowl
But that ain’t really saying all that much
Inside my head there is a story that unfolds
It twists and tumbles only waiting to be told
But until then I’m gonna read the dregs of the cup
Hoping I know when to settle up
I thought everything seemed so complete
Thought I had all day to roam the street
But the cash has come and gone
I’ve been sleeping here too long
Maybe I’ll right my wrongs
But until then I’m gonna read the dregs of the cup
Hoping I know when to settle up
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2. |
Exit Trip
03:14
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They’re taking photographs of the skyline
They’re tearing pages out of the guestbook
They’re walking under ladders in the full rising moon
And it’s been taking a while, since last week
But the punch was spiked and now we can hardly speak
And we’ve been dancing a while cheek to cheek
Caught in the grip of the exit trip
Caught in the grip of the trip
They’re paving roads that lead to the highway
They’re pulling taxis out of the harbor
They’re getting by with only a flint and a knife
And it’s been taking a while but soon we’ll see
What it means to finally set the hostage free
And we’ve been chasing a wild wild endless dream
Caught in the grip of the exit trip
Caught in the grip of the trip
Distinctions soften in twilight
Generosity blooms in the creases
And breaks into a million pieces
Yesterday melted with the sun
Time to rely on other senses
And dig a tunnel under these fences
They’re taking apples out of the orchard
They’re placing flowers next to the gravesite
They’re going out on the town with the skeleton key
And it’s been taking a while, since last week
But the punch was spiked and now we can hardly speak
And we’ve been dancing a while cheek to cheek
Caught in the grip of the exit trip
Caught in the grip of the trip
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3. |
Dandelion
03:09
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By the night I know myself
Shadow by the bookshelf
But I want to be here today
Where the power lines sway
Lives lived in parallel
Ghosts on a carousel
Will the echoes ever coalesce
In this restlessness
Dandelion take me away
Above the tall grass of the glass afternoon
I thought I had something to say
The tigers still play but they’re leaving here soon
Ice melts, the ocean sings
Clear as cicada wings
But the stars seem so out of hand
Like these grains of sand
Blueprints washed to the sea
Fading into history
Feeds back so subtly
In prophetic dreams
Dandelion take me away
Above the tall grass of the glass afternoon
I thought I had something to say
The tigers still play but they’re leaving here soon
Buried in moonlight underneath the satellite
Persuaded by this statue in to missing my cue
Dandelion take me away
Above the tall grass of the glass afternoon
I thought I had something to say
The tigers still play but they’re leaving here soon
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4. |
Grey Black and White
03:13
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Hidden wound in folded wing
Of thee now I sing
Took a match to my mail today
Watched the ashes blow away
Grey black and white
Moving through the light of the day
Made my bed inside the park
And stayed til after dark
Taken in by a bird of prey
Out past where the edges fray
Grey black and white
Such a sacred sight on display
Asleep enough to know the score
Awake enough to dream
Incantations rolling in
Like whispers in the trees
Brush the grass from my suit
Now I’m the substitute
The wrist watch runs backwards
Before becomes after
Grey black and white
And the time is right to pray
So now what can I do
My angel where are you
I’m here with my needle and thread
On the trail of feathers shed
Grey black and white
Travel through the night that remains
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5. |
Day of the Dead
03:27
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Did you hear anything?
Did you hear anything?
Slipping through the cracks
Could it be anything?
Could it be anything?
Features rushing past
I took a walk in the day of the dead, good people
Windswept in that ancient staircase
Royal blood in marble veins
Sleeping in the market place
They put a lasso around the candidates
And the prospects did disintegrate
What was that you said?
What was that you said?
Take anything you want
Is there no end in sight?
Is there no end in sight?
Pay my dues to the confidante
I took a walk in the day of the dead, good people
Windswept in that ancient staircase
Royal blood in marble veins
Sleeping in the market place
They put a lasso around the candidates
And the prospects did disintegrate
Pestilence on the clothes line
Pressure builds on the train ride
Held in contempt by the hell bent
Alright
I took a walk in the day of the dead, good people
Windswept in that ancient staircase
Royal blood in marble veins
Sleeping in the market place
They put a lasso around the candidates
And the prospects did disintegrate
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6. |
Oshima
01:31
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Bluejays in the summer snow
Lilacs and clover, lilies in bloom
Drifting across the afternoon
Halos of sunlight dripping with rain
Steam from the pavement gets on your grave
Bluejays in the summer snow
Black leather burning, parking lot haze
Car tires turning into the maze
Peppermint oil, drop on the neck
Ice cubes and sun screen, what happens next
Bluejays in the summer snow
Diagrams forming inside the dust
Sunbeams through tree limbs fall where they must
Give me a dollar I’ll make you smile
Radio signal, don’t touch that dial
Bluejays in the summer snow
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8. |
From a Star
03:21
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When they told me “no you can’t”
I just thought “yes I can”
I took off in my car
Wasn’t thinking of how far
Sky stretched out over me
Told myself I must believe
And if this road should never end
Guess I am my only friend
Transmission from a star
Transmission from a star
Cross my heart I don’t mind
Now I’ll see what I can find
After all it’s much too late to sit around in this debate
Yesterday the well ran dry
Shake the dust out of my eyes
Drive all night sleep all day
Nothing standing in my way
Transmission from a star
Transmission from a star
Transmission from a star
Transmission from a star
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9. |
Charming the Matador
02:30
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Just visiting
Just glistening
Just a drop off rain
Falling down forever
No panic
No need to get manic
Lest you start to feel like
Hollow body with a snowfall mind
Compulsive concerns go undefined
Charming the matador
Distant shores maybe beckoning
On a falcon’s wing
Could be anything
Anybody’s guess
Try and see tomorrow
The evening
I hear it breathing
And it almost seems like
Hollow body with a snowfall mind
Compulsive concern go undefined
Charming the Matador
Distant shores sometimes beckoning
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10. |
Parched Lips
02:27
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Parched lips, meet cool water
Take a break, go no further
Cause right now you’re in deep
And the quicksand plays for keeps
There’s someone else to meet
No rain in this season
A glitch on the horizon
The vulture seems to speak
With dollars in its beak
And spits them in the street
On a day soft and sunny
It tastes just like honey
When daylight hits your tongue
And night thoughts come undone
While you watch the colors run
So gold in this desert
The wind gives no answer
In fact it’s growing teeth
And whistling for the thief
But tonight she’s running free
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11. |
Magic Rain
02:54
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Sunbird drifting in the magic rain
Airplane bursting into golden flame
Just like the necklace that you wore
Sweet candy from the store
Wildflowers blooming in the magic rain
Husbands climbing from the open drain
Say a prayer, make it stop
Blow a kiss and then the curtain drops
Emerald stream roll down in pixels
Set me sights on the dying ember
Written on our bones but we’re too blind to see
The epitaph telling its story
Street lamps burning in the magic rain
Ram’s blood curdled in the demons vein
Doctor doctor how can it be
Frozen cold in a hundred degrees
Blind and ragged in the magic rain
Strangers smoking through the window pain
Nights of treasure on the street
Bags of feathers at our feet
Emerald stream tumble down in pixels
In bits and pieces and message mixers
Written on our bones but we’re too blind to see
The epitaph telling its story
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12. |
Halls of Roses
02:27
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