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Salem View
03:53
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ℑ'𝔪 𝔤𝔬𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔫 𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔰𝔢 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔰 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔟𝔶 𝔬𝔫𝔢
𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔢𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔰 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔡
𝔄 𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔬𝔴 𝔱𝔬 𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔨 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔞 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔣𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔰𝔶 𝔬𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔶
𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔶 𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔱 𝔞 𝔣𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔰𝔶
𝔒𝔯 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔰𝔶 𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔶
listen, god
your mission’s overblown
precision cut
permission granted, thrown
on your burning throne
crown to the jewel to the sets we last planted
listen, one
decisions not getting made
down to the shop
you know it’s got a wheel broken
popped and burned
like the last relationship
with the edges sawed off
the drive sought out
the sparkles aligned
the life burned out
two sides
two winners
left side
no sinners
baked into lies and chucked into the oven
crows flew out and shouted at the coven
and they talked of pestilence
talked of riots
talked of black dresses
talked of night
as Salem sits on fire tonight
they enjoy the winter view
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Another Lonely Villager
01:35
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another lonely villager
trapped in his home for 20 years
mother locked him in his room
father hit him with a broom
another lonely villager
finally jumped for freedom
planned his fiery escape
and bought the tools, he’d need them
and he walked to every bordered town
and burned them to the ground
to trap his neighbors in his room
for more than 20 years
one would presume
another lonely town in the middle of nowhere
that never let him somewhere
and so it leads you nowhere
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Dead Be The Crown
02:03
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the papers told of regicide
but no one turned or seemed to mind
the bloodshed of the crown
that brought nobody down
the crown jewel talked of suicide
beneath the crumbling tower
a rope of diamond ecstasy
before the witching hour
and no one shed a tear
as if no one was ever here
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Drained
01:33
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something’s on his mind
and he wishes we all knew
to help him through his misery
but as it stands, a mystery
we can’t solve
the weight stands on his back
further pushing into the cracks
that line his aching conscience
to keep him out of line
out of mind
out of excuses to make for why he’s there
couldn’t he be sitting anywhere?
tired and late, most others sure
but he’s still smiling, wanting more
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5. |
White Metal Clad
03:08
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sat on top of mountain time
animals came out to see
this monster of a creature with two legs
and two arms
bipedal, white metal clad
armor in his backpack
crossbows and arrows in his heart
and snow in his arms
hanging on the edge of an avalanche
she held on for dear life
missing the drop but couldn’t climb
back to the top of mountain time
bipedal, black metal clad
armor in her backpack
crossbows and arrows in her heart
and snow in her arms
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Nebula
02:43
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whats a nebula to you and me
a change in heart by its beat
whats a character to the sky
where constellations never ask why
the stars are changing and here we are
but what are we
star crossed and lucky but still changing our minds
and hoping there’ll be something to grab
but doubt is high
but oh, I must question why
I feel this way sometimes
have I been telling unconscious lies?
open to interpretation
where
what
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Post-Pavement Boy
01:15
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paralyzed
the key’s not turning
the kid’s not learning
what will we do
will we ever know what’s on in there?
behind the shaggy brown hair
could we put a camera in there
to watch?
soft cold wind
malleable face lifted
and see it shine
soaked in brine
the liability lifted
oh sure he’s fine
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The Prettiest Wall
03:32
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once where the light burned
there sat a throne
gold robes and chalices
he made his status known
the queen, she played along
had little else to do
the citizens also joined the game
neither had a clue
“you test our morals
you test our lives
you make us kill for you
brandish guns and knives
we understand
but we don’t forgive
this wall’s real pretty
but you won’t get to live
to see it”
they stormed the castle
with the weapons they were sold
with an extra flash of fire
they burned up all the gold
the king surrendered
head looked good on the shelf
the queen fought harder
but joined her king in hell
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Goat Hill Overlook
01:51
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we drove up from New Hope
to the hill overlooking the river
we parked the car and made our ascent
stood by as bikers rode up
felt myself grow up
we stepped over branches and puddles of dirty rainwater
under shadowy trees but never a breeze
on this nice fine day
standing on rocks at the overlook
to stare down at the river
sit under the tree
when you think you're walking east you're heading west...
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Sky Puppy
02:15
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heading in for an early night
shut the coffin door
fly into the basement
and cry on the floor
this bed of leaves won’t cut it
I need to make a trip
but right now I’m not alone around
so a fun time I must skip
it’s a lovely rainy night but I can’t go out
the hunters are in flight and I won’t give them
another target to strike
another hill to hike
what a wonderful evening to go out and recruit
but I’m not all that ready for them to shoot
their stakes into my heart
I’ll just stay in and fall apart
sun comes up and I'm too late
the shadows shriveled up
missed my chance to change things
to fill up my empty cup
there may be times to rectify
un-break this damaged rite
but since the sun is out
I must accept defeat, good night
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Speak First
03:21
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flying in
maybe now’s the time to learn
how to properly communicate
between our different worlds
one wall over
basically a hole away
I’ll find a way to say I care
that’s why we asked you’d stay
down in this southern home
couches and beds to sleep on
we don’t want you feeling gone
I don’t require answers
it’s all up to you
but when you ask me for some
I’m not sure what to do
attempts to soften only harden
until it just deflates
hope it works and we’ll stand fine
making beds until the end of time
yet still you do everything
and I sit back and watch
maybe someday I’ll speak first
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12. |
Ace Of Eyes
04:31
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arm the light with blind trust
and the thoughts of a burning sensation
scarred and beaten by nomadic signs
at the fast realization
piece the sky together
on the ice forever
ace of eyes
batting first in a long line of winners
begging not to disappoint
dropping chances like bird shit
on the cars of your childhood
they wrote the tomes of mystic lore
where were they before?
you can tell yourself it's easy
but you'll always be wrong
they took it out on the weak
to make themselves feel strong
and they bathed the light that housed the key
that housed the ace of eyes
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13. |
I Sing For The Clouds
01:37
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I sing for the clouds
I sing it awful loud
but my audience will never clap
I dance for the rain
even through my back pain
but even if they like it
they may never stand
last words for the choice invaders
industry lifeblood prevailers
children in their bedrooms
dreaming of being matadors
I can’t stay mad
at least someone’s recognized
I guess it’s better than nothing
why should I be surprised?
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had another dream with you
in my bed on top of you
what are nightmares coming to?
shameful but it’s nothing new
is she in your nightmares too?
sun at 1 it happened still
lying down on Heaven Hill
up the peak she did ascend
even if she’s just pretend
does she ruin your day too?
is she in your daymares too?
I haven’t slept in days because of her
her eyes freeze me in place
I hope for a better dream for both of us
happy occupying different space
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424 Shape
02:05
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after the flood
the blood dried
the coastline crusted up
and formed a static wave
but they never found the bodies
never bones nor eyes
some still search for the lost
I’ve given up but I won’t stop remembering
dust bowl lineup
brought the eye up
repetition seeks another
stabbed and wounded target
this time the corpses washed up
open casket beach
taking shape to remind us
the help is nice but I can’t stop remembering
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Royal Church On High
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over the wall
theyll stand me up and make me tall
where i can look down on everyone and make them care
it doesnt take much to see
walk them down on me
the everlasting writer’s block that plagues the joints
just make your points
and let me leave
under the wall
against the rose that dare me small
telling tales of the true spirit mind
burning royal church on high
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A Living Room In My Head
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I resent the notion
the passage
of wasting time
that I’m
useless
even if it’s true
I don’t need to hear it from you
one day I’ll find my truest potential
but the present is not the time
mudslides through my mind
over empty chasm holes
the wheel rights the crumbled poles
and reconnects with the self
what does it all mean?
what could it all be?
maybe there’s something more
but the present is not the time
slept in front of the tunnel
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Updated Devil
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how do I want to be remembered?
how will I be seen?
waiting five years until I wake up
tears soaked red with the blood of the queen, she sings
“Mary, where did you go?
did he tell which direction the river flowed?”
I stood and signalled the long way
more worth than to take the wrong way
the fears I have collect as an artist
I know I have not a clean head
but bigger have dealt with more
some didn’t build their legacies until they were dead
so where do I stand on the matter?
am I too plain for the outsider platter?
do the angels check up on me at all?
does the devil wake up and say “hello world?
how’s it going today?”
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Puzzle Piece
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they have the pieces
to the puzzle of us
they aim to solve it
but is that what we want?
is it even possible?
is it even right?
do they have their facts straight
or do they just lie?
what’s with the ribbons?
lighting up blue
ignoring the facts and
going forth with no clue
self-serving agenda
for all dollars new
armed against needles
armed against truth
everyone believes them
so they’ll never lose
they say we speak for you
they don’t speak for us
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A Few Thousand Sinkholes
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entering a bad dream night
I’m moving to the tune of my brother moving closer
I’m standing on an empty floor
a few thousand sinkholes appeared
and pulled everyone down
now I’m alone in the crowd
and I finally fit in
lost in streams of summer and
a wave of title cards
painting seashells in your name
flying shuttles to the stars
a freedom cruiser pulling up
is here to seal your fate
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Lavender Moon
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shooting flaming arrows
through the narrow gaps of the main street buildings
fear instilled through voices
the clearest choices
the nearest fates
crawled through the alleys
bright and shallow air
growing painfully clear
that it’s last
the thrill is fast
but the real world arrives
and calls it quits
Lavender Moon, will you come home soon?
it hasn’t been the same without you
the bombardiers took charge and the town’s of ash
and we’re looking to the stars to find you
if you don’t want to look back we understand
but right now we could use a bloody hand
Lavender Moon, will you come home soon?
it hasn’t been the same without you
crawled back late one night
looked pretty different but the eyes were hers
glowing, surely knowing
of the plight that struck
left us out of luck
sparked another candle
grabbed the handle
and burned through town
one more flaming arrow
crisp to the marrow
fled without a trace
but we saw her bloody face
and stopped her in her tracks
and gave her dripping flowers of thanks
and hugged her for having our backs
and she reluctantly shook our hand
and we blinked as if to understand
and we watched her walk away
to whatever safer land
Lavender Moon, glad you made it down
we’re sorry you’re ashamed of this old town
we took your generosity and made it ours
and expected you to wait for us in the stars
if you don’t want to look back we understand
we’ll do our best without your bloody hand, but
Lavender Moon, will you come home soon?
it hasn’t been the same without you
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22. |
Floor Party
00:58
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head on
floor up
red down
red cup
of some forbidden elixir
to keep you on your toes
to keep your red up
chin down in blows
where love explodes
where neither is all conscious
the bed too made for this
head for the mattress in the basement
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(Onto A) New Home
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it was always going to blow away
you tried your hardest to make it stay
but sometimes things have to pass on
when you're moving on, something must happen
and your only choice is to run with it
may the wind carry it off to a new home
may your tears evaporate and let you be happy again
so have fun with it
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The Black River
04:15
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black river, burning hunt
lost hopes and crumpled shames
we can dream of crossing its deadly moat
or attempt to play its games
the heart sinks right at play
as if on time for its off day
hands clutched, weapons armed
but don’t expect to travel far
where no one’s stepped
no one’s lived
no one’s told its story
so we’ll come back in its black glory
first step’s always the hardest
next step’s always the longest
the rocks may sink but if we jump
it won’t be a problem
the hill’s just over there
I can see the sky from here
up close and personal
or is that the river talking?
eyes filled black of the river
stars align for forgivers
to make it known how dark it’s there
and sing for clouds who sleep nowhere
be a lesson for all who care
never wander over there
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Release count: 137.
Song count: 1447.
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