1. |
Volcano
05:42
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i had a wicked dream
where I'd done a wicked thing
he didn't see it comin', he didn't see it comin'
now his head's rolling on the floor
there was a white picket fence
that got to shape-shifting
i lost all control
It came over me
and i didn't see it comin'
and now my head's rolling on the floor
get me to the volcano
gotta get there before the sun goes down
fog patches and twisted roads,
i paid for this car, i'm gonna drive it into the ground
or till my head's rollin on the floor
i talked to my friend
he had the same dream too
there must've been something in the water
i took a drink
and now my head's rolling on the floor
get me to the volcano
gotta get there before the sun goes down
i'm guided by voices through twisted roads,
i paid for this car, i'm gonna drive it into the ground
or till my head's rollin on the floor
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2. |
C U Around
03:51
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It's like old times when I'm with you
I've got no time for sad and lonely, twisted and confused
we got things to do
go riding in the car with you
i like to listen to your head unwind
i like your purple leopard print sunglasses
and your dark affected hair
you mystify like the paint upon your windshield
don't forget to come by
say hi sometime
i've got all the time in front of me
and i can do nearly anything, pull down the egypt sun
that's how i feel when your eyes are on me
there is no blood trailing
hurting is a part of living
and i still got your band-aid
how can i help?
how can i help it?
don't forget to come by
say hi sometime
I will not watch you drive away
I will not turn my head
I will not let it wreck me, oh no
I will not over think it
I'll just see you around…
and thanks for the ride
give me just a sliver of your time
i have words that have been frozen behind glass
but i am older now
we got things to do, burn down your walls
give me just a pallet on your floor
we'll make the sky radiate in neon
and i'll catch all your vicious dreams
come let me be your scorpio secret
i want to be your nature's quarrel
and i will leave you alone when you want it
and when you want me
ill be around
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3. |
Durak
03:57
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i want to hold you but i feel like
you're afraid of my touch
head bites the tail -
timequake
face like a feline
you draw me in
would you tell me,
am i just a fool?
i was born a little sparrow,
i die abraxas
forever loops around like a bow,
and i slip through the holes
eye like a warrior,
bloodtubes & butterflies
would you tell me,
am i just a fool by your side?
and if i was a fool,
what would you want me to do?
durak
crack like an eggshell
the circle starts again
i will leave a sign
at the foot of your door
i look in the mirror
and count two faces
would you tell me what that other one
is doing here?
and if i was a fool
what would you want me to do?
durak
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4. |
Rose of Jericho
03:46
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tossed out and forgotten,
the rose of jericho
curled, browned and dried
left for dead, left to die
telepathy has led me into the burning sky
tonight your tears are mine
in this altered state of mind
love and pain are the same
mystery
unfolding always
tomorrow i may die a thousand times
but i hope you don't forget this state of mind
open up, black hole
and bloom like the rose of jericho
this tumbleweed has shriveled
and drifted far from home
but open clouds conspire
to resurrect the rose
as this sorrow surges,
lightning touches down
your heartbreak matches mine
in this altered state of mind
satisfied
why cant i?
history -
repeating always
life and death somehow they are the same
but it's hard to see the storm through all the rain
open up black hole
bloom like the rose of jericho
humble me and help me to let go
when you feel, i feel
when i feel you can tell
cause we're on the level
the rain filled the gutter
and then the gutter fell
but we're on the level
now the rose is breathing
stretched out in the water
it was you who brought it in
so it could live again
as you do for me
i will do for you
your happiness is mine in this altered state of mind
love and pain are the same
mystery
repeating, unfolding
you may never die a thousand times
but i hope you don't forget this state of mind
open up black hole,
and bloom like the rose of jericho
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5. |
Space N Between
03:08
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seems like a long time ago
most of the time
except for sometimes when the dark times
get right on top of my mind
then they're the only thing i can remember
there were good times
but the bad times
are the ones that take me back
and cause me to think of it all as a black and white photograph
i'm reaching out through this hole in my heart
only life will tear us apart
only life will mend the rift
there must be something to these memories
cause here we are once more with no space in between
it'll be a long time ago
one of these days
and at that time
we'll look back on the spiderwebs
and wonder how we got so stuck
on the dark times
when there new times
waiting up the path
to add a dose of technicolor to this black and white photograph
i hear you calling through the wormhole
like a voice jumping time
across this old divide
there must be something to these memories
here we are once more with no space in between
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6. |
Mind Cycle(s)
03:43
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i'm so sorry i acted so shamefully
i got caught inside a reaction
i should've taken a walk, the situation got the best of me
i sure wish i could learn to act differently
instead of getting caught inside a reaction
there'd be a remainder of a fraction left of my personality
i mean the person i long to be
but my operative is often pushed aside by mind cycle(s)
mind cycle(s)
all i can do
is let my thoughts cycle through
try to keep a handle on my terminal velocity
it's such a drag
fighting gravity
i don't think about the things i keep thinking about
but i don't know how to stop
people stay to keep busy
so i try to keep busy
but my operative is often pushed aside
by mind cycle(s)
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7. |
Maggots
04:13
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this death is lonely
this summer's been cold
and the heat gets to me
summer nights have gone to hell
summer nights have left me moldy water
summer nights have gone to shit
this moon is a window
into my dreams
and tonight it burns like a hangnail
summer nights have gone to hell
summer nights have left me tossing and turning
summer nights have gone to shit
maggots eat away, maggots eat away
at what's left of my brother
maggots eat away, maggots eat away
at what's left of my love
maggots eat away, maggots eat away
all hope is churning fodder
there's a hooded figure around the corner
staring me down
cicadas singing a funeral song
i got a bomb full of ashes on my kitchen table
take me to the park
so i can look down
the barrel of a gun
milk tastes like vinegar
wine is stale
everything is gathering flies
summer nights have to gone to hell
summer nights have left me festering
summer nights have gone to shit
maggots eat away, maggots eat away
this garden needs water
maggots eat away, maggots eat away
these weeds have grown tall
maggots eat away, maggots eat away
all hope is churning fodder
there's a hooded figure around the corner staring me down ...
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8. |
Job
04:12
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i got a job at the record company
but i did not wear a suit
i could keep it clean
i tried pushing but it didn't feel natural
i tried the shadows but they died in the light
i tried getting out on the tail of a mermaid
who took me in her gills
and pulled me underneath the riptide
now i'm trying to find a song i can listen to
without feeling like
there's nails grinding on my teeth
all of the cowboys are ex-football players
there are no rebels on a tv screen
it's all only entertainment
to keep your mind occupied
if you start to wonder why they don't make trucks like a '58 ford anymore
you might start screaming for nuclear winter
and dreaming of your dead friends
i got a job, and it didn't work out
i got a job, they don't ever work out
i went to war with my brothers at my side
and they turned out alright
sometimes your brothers can feel like your enemies
no, i don't know why
i started screaming for nuclear winter
and dreaming of my dead friends
i got a job, and it didn't work out
i got a job, it don't ever work out
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9. |
Circles
03:02
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i remember back in 1937
when the bottom dropped but the pavement broke my fall
i remember being lost and gone to heaven
i kept coming back just because i heard your call
hold me darling so i can feel the circles
running through my life and back down into earth
hold me darling so i can feel the shadows
and know their worth
i recall a certain face i saw but one time
i saw but once and i never saw again
i can't help, i can't help but wonder
what that face looks like way out near the end
hold me darling so i can feel the circles
running through my life and back down into earth
hold me darling so i can feel the shadows
and know their worth
i recall a backroad boundary aching
and the fates we take that we'll never make again
and i recall a never-ending, bending breaking
and a letter wrote i'm never gonna send
hold me darling so i can feel the circles
running through my life and back down into earth
hold me darling so i can hear the silence
and know its worth
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10. |
Ground the Wire
04:28
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all that's left to do
is bathe your wounds
in the waning eye of the hours after midnight
the pain will ferment
it may bite and sting but just let it
that girls a healer and she knows what to do
gather 'round your good friends
that's a porch for sitting
the break is an ache in some fifth-dimension circuitry
the ever present fire
let this tincture ground the wire
i enjoy spending time with you
let's do it again
siren in distress
exhaustion, loneliness
take comfort in this casual conversation
as deep as you want
it's a struggle shared by all of us
she's a dealer, lay it down
gather 'round the table
cause that's a breeze worth shooting
the ache is a break in some infrastructure symmetry
but we posses the fire
let this tincture ground the wire
i enjoy spending time with you
let's do it again
frayed and exposed
frayed and exposed...
let's walk down the state streets
look for trouble like last year
i like to be around as memories unfold
like pages of a scrapbook turning in my ear
there's something special about the nights that go unplanned
something special about the worlds that overlap
let's get in that busted car and drive
there ain't no need to walk alone tonight
we who create will have our day
as we make our way through the ruins of this life
that confines and restricts till we feel we've had our fill of it
but it only fuels the fire
now this tincture grounds the wire
i enjoy spending time with u
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11. |
Anyhow, Anyway
03:13
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what i want
i dont see
what i see
i don't want
what i want
i don't know
nothing doin', just making due
what can i say?
anyhow, anyway
seems that life
is struggle and strife
it gets hard to tell
wrong from right
it gets hard to tell
but i can't tell why
nothin doin, just paying my dues
what can i say?
anyhow, anyway
where i'm at
ain't on no map
where i wanna go
ain't down no road
where i wanna go
remain{s} unknown
nothin doin, just do as i may
what can i say?
anyhow, anyway
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12. |
Broken Spoke
03:48
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i'm a broken spoke
but this wagon keeps rolling on
i keep getting knocked around
i keep getting dust upon my splintered ends
i've got nobody to mend me
or throw me away
whoever's riding that wagon
just don't care enough to say
change that wheel
put it out of it's misery
we got places to
got a whole lot of road left to travel yet
and this ol' thing right here
it just ain't cuttin it.
change that wheel and let's be done with it
well i used to be strong and sturdy
but this wagon carries an awful weight
and i dare say it drove me to breakin
inside of me
is a wheel wanting to be free
to roll on down the road
without this heavy load
i can't remember just what did me in
it could've been
the dusty back roads of texas or
the potholes down in new orleans
and i can't surely say
that it wasn't the cold spring roads of maine
and all them roads back home in st. louie
are so messed up that they run right through me
it's about to do me in
change that wheel
put me out of my misery
we got places to
got a whole lot of road left to travel yet
and this ol' thing right here
it just ain't cuttin it.
change that wheel and let's be done with it
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13. |
Dragonfly
03:16
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caught up in my window with nowhere to go
i cracked it just a little and you came into my borrowed home
you landed on my arm
it felt just like a kiss on the cheek - you are so sleek
and wonderful
with diamonds trailing
you never waiver
i truly savor the time you spend on me
you bounce from wall to wall
always dancing in between
you are so mean
i like to watch you flutter
i like to watch you flutter
i like to watch you flutter
for a moment you were my dragonfly
through your chrome eyes you must see
so many of me
in a hexagonal nightmare
insecticidal love-affair
which one of me did you see dying
while you just idly flap your wings
you are so mean
i'd like to capture you and see you every day
but then your charm would only waste away
but i can't forget you
my arm is bare without you
resting on it gracefully, sucking on my sweat
and then you leave
you are so mean to me
i like to watch you flutter
i like to watch you flutter
i like to watch you flutter
for a moment you were my dragonfly
in that elastic moment
i felt like feeling was a fine thing to do
tonight i'm going to pray for wings
cause i'm feeling like i just might want to
fly away with you
i see now that you're done with me
go back the way you came
dragonfly, be gone from me
i'll never be the same
now i know it's not your nature to come on back
but you've always got a spot on my arm
there ain't no harm
in wishful thinking
dragonfly, dragonfly
hoping you happen upon my window again
but until then..
i like to watch you flutter
i like to watch you flutter
i like to watch you flutter
for a moment you were my dragonfly
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14. |
Witchdoctor
05:15
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my friend, the witchdoctor
she gave me the strip that took me out of my mind
it'd been aching and throbbing and grinding for so long a time
and she told me to, told me to, told me to
sniff my wrist if I want to come home.
Orange blossom water...
My friend, the witchdoctor
she burn the sage, I mean she burn the cricket wire
say evil away
she took the time, took the time, took the time
to advocate -
she said "Boy, get the things that you need."
Orange blossom water...
I am not sad, I'm just not here
and I am not happy, I'm only smiling
I am waiting for this rebirth to end
sniff my wrist - wait to feel at home
My friend, the witchdoctor
cast a spell that run off
twenty four hours time
now the aching and throbbing and grinding returns to my mind
and so i kneel down, i kneel down, i kneel down
sniff my wrists - maybe this is my home
Orange blossom water...
You only do what you have to do
There's no mistakes, there's only trying
I could never pretend to know what I've done
Sniff my wrist
Smell that orange blossom water
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