1. |
Dung-fly
04:23
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Throat will sound, I like you there
burst in color round my wall
waves of thought, ways of kind
subtle future thought always after
you don't wanna be a wasteful tongue
trap that magic with your human thumb
1, 7, 2, or 8, how many people has the giant ate?
my shirt feels gross on my skin
do what wonders, jump in forest
be wild, flee our space
kill folk singer, give the power to pollice&theesta8
rearrange my words and rhyme, can you hear my true taste?
cut the bleeding belly of white-men, you'll feel my true taste
you'll find that the sound, don't feel the same
music-makers you see are as fake as im lame
water, water plants, think i'd love you if i got the chance
toppled over dead, royal rotten soil
you will choose which words are meaningless
you will choose which words are meaning less
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Art is
04:28
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art can be discouraging
and art can make it hurt & sting
some art will make it dance & sing
but art can be discouraging
art can be a very special thing
when art is made of earthly ways
some art will make it laugh and grow
art will bring it pain & woe
when art does this, it's a special thing
art can be green as money
muddy & black the art is funny
art will do what art does best, it'll find its way inside your chest
when the song doth fade, art will stay
cause art never dies, it's you that wains
art is free and art is i
and art can be discouraging
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3. |
My Old Gaffer
04:00
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I am better, you know that i'm fine
i get better even in lost time
Me know a secret, do you wanna share
if i throw my secret under Ingrid's chair?
Live my life in wires, such a tangled mess
nothing to show for it, it weighs on my chest
Misty eyed man can you hear some news?
things have changed for you, you'll be gone by noon
Says I gotta eat so I will feed
the creature in me wants it in the 3's
I tire of "I" being in my songs, maybe I closed my eyes and I wrote it wrong
Little laughing shadow can you close the door?
too much on my mind, no nightmares no more
crooked criss-crosser is there something wrong?
your wicked ideas can't go for long
Hypnotize me to clean up this mess
rest for a while, play a game of chess
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4. |
A whale in blue
04:33
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Should i go and tell them off?
cause they won't be there at the end
or maybe this little life does matter after
and to be kind means no one falls behind
to live in art forever boundless
perhaps a little sad it's all i have
living slow the days come good
and reading may make the songs better
and learning may make me think faster
but the dull eyes that mirror
make the little things seem harder
i cant find my book
guttural passages through the hall find you
hollowed-out worm crater in ground
a false flow of panic follows still
a whale in blue afraid to drown
make better sounds
balm & butter in hand
embrace of that tighter skin
sweet bug on a napkin
and some songs are just songs, they don't matter
and i'm so tired i hope i don't get bad again
and some songs are just songs they don't mean anything
i'm 9 and lost and i can't even yell, I'm in a dream
and I'm so tired i hope i don't get bad again
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5. |
Unknown & Pleasant
07:04
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Years go by fast, in a blink I'm 33
hope to slow it down then i could still be me.
remove those ice-cubes from your eyes and see
that the world around you is melting to the sea.
be so connected to that sense of ease
behind new nostalgia, there that summer feet.
make sense of the free rain, drops-let you save time
sweet sounds invisible, i'll float like the rest
some troubles in a dream, when outside, come clear
fit these sweet sounds in your life & disappear
find yourself home with unknown pleasant words
language, a construct
material, travesty
try to be
honestly
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6. |
Painting Party
03:59
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teller dweller
in my bed
don't minder finder
in my head
comer calmly unto i arms
common coil a tongue do charm
sultry eyes soft under moon
heart mites tickle, two feel fickle
teller dweller
in my bed
don't minder finder
in my head
heller dweller
can i sew?
long sawng seams
kiss in dreams
teller dweller
in my bed
don't minder finder
in my head
eater dancer
silk & lace
pleaser Meeter, miss you 8
heller dweller
can i sew?
long sawng seams
kiss in dreams
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