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I See The Light
03:29
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I see the light on your head
it stopped glowing red an hour ago
you could be burning it bright
but in a state of loss of words, you couldn't know
that everything mattered
and all in a moment
you came to life
shouting "I see the light"
and everything shattered
like glass in a matter
of seconds at night
meaning "I see the light"
I don't recall what you said
after that for a minute or two
were you okay or in pain?
but in a state of loss of words, I suddenly noticed
that you re-adjusted
and all in an instant
you fell to earth
shouting "I see the light"
and everything stood still
and waited for you
to stand up and, confident
say "I see the light"
and everything mattered
and all in a moment
you came to life
shouting "I see the light"
and everything shattered
like glass in a matter
of seconds at night
meaning "I see the light"
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Trial For Mercy
01:32
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you couldn't head down the trail
the path less traveled
there's something special down there
you saw the risks and gave up
poetic justice
or just fabric and hair
so I put you on trial
for mercy
and I know that you don't beg
so you'll leave me alone
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Pride Of The Catch
02:30
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what was he thinking?
it means more than now
sells the pride of the catch
for the glimpse of an answer
what was he saying
or thinking he saw?
drops the pride of the catch
for the glimpse of an answer
and watches the sun set slowly
into a moon-aged nightmare
hears the loops circled round in his head
he's not brain-dead or upending any account
just a little enamored with cumulus clouds bursting
what was he thinking?
it means more than now
sells the pride of the catch
for a turning of favor
what was he saying
or thinking he saw?
drops the new favorite flavor
for a turning of favor
and hopes he can go home
where no one expects a word
drenched in illusion or maybe just sweat
or a new kind of option that makes everything better and easier
what was he thinking?
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Burning Hair
00:39
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Love Is A Dead Rodent
02:37
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every day someone calls the rain "pennies from heaven"
but the ones I had, long gone and spent
so I'm left filling blanks with false memories
and reminiscing in a loop that will never end
pour one out for another dead dog
disproves the existence of a god
it's one thing to know it's coming
it's one more to hear its drumming
it's something else to see it and hold it in your arms
you're not the only one who lost the year
old friends and enemies have joined the dust
so as your presence becomes but a distant memory
let my tears become rust
I've filled my void with shadows of you
they're almost close but not quite true
I miss you
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The Country Singer
02:42
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"you'll never really understand"
so tells a story hidden deep inside a thick anthology
they only made 100 copies, all distributed to bars
says The Country Singer, deep in debt to Mother Machiavellian
most owners lost it, or forgot it, or just left it in their cars
so says the dead Singer, blood dripping out of eyes and into ponds
where all the wildlife has changed hue
"did it change you too?"
he lies there motionless unthinking, so we'll never know his side
and since you never read it either you wouldn't really have a clue
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Straight Into The Stars
01:39
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Your Life As A Wall
04:13
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go your life without really thinking
really doing anything
throw your life out by doing nothing
not making something of it
so how do you want to be remembered?
or do you want to be known at all?
a vaguest face on the landing page
of a forgotten funeral home
know yourself without showing yourself
to an uncaring mass
who'll only look, who'll only talk
if you show them your ass
but how's an A for effort?
at least you can say you tried
and not known as a giver
of "up" before you died
so how will you be remembered?
as a mirror image of all
or a hole to fall down into
with murals on the walls
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Detroit Lombardi
13:36
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the thought that it's not finished
and too perfect to be so
but to strike it with a hammer
would be too fitting an end
so at what point do you wait?
let it flourish and become a tree
burn it down and let it roam free
the lions will never hold a trophy
you can never know the answer
is that the beauty of it?
the feeling of never being enough
soft hands touch or shatter
glass nails on granite palms from brick skies above
have you seen the earth outside your tunnel vision?
tempt your medications to dance
god it's so cold in there
like an old split planet
broken across the stars
new lands forming out of old chunks
garbage piles up in the last bedroom
lost pillows and feathers tarnished
where sleep goes to die, or better, live
for every dream you can't "lucid" out of
got so sick of trends I snapped my hip
proper nouns are great for hacking the systems
should I hoist my torch for the best new vested interest?
in what way does it hurt who?
throw my guts on the floor and watch them crawl up
onto the walls we put between each other
there's no greater reward for growing up
than the cold harsh uncaring winter of stagnation
decades pass like seconds for some
how do I refuse the innate?
shape my future into a glass sculpture
look into its mirror, watch me turn into everything I hate
love keeps its nuisance over theirs
the walls I've built around its heart
what none can penetrate can't hurt me
what no one understands can't keep me from learning
before I stop, become a god
turn the tables into rail spikes
cast your vote for blue and silver
pray for sort of upward movement
and lands to earth
a chance to fail
benefit from mistakes made
but that would make too much sense
so what does any of this matter?
throwing process at a wall
fuck a chunk of a decade, I don't want to make plans
let things happen around me
cause what do I have to lose through zero?
what can't I cancel out with a phase?
is my true self hidden in the ferns?
is there a flame that always burns?
so I can burn down everything around me
and after me
and inside me
and outside me
and you
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Song count: 1447.
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