1. |
Again, of Course
02:40
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2. |
Tommy's Tired of Sweets
04:25
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This is where god left us
With language to corrupt you in your television
Spit in your drink and hydrate the masses
Spill out to anyone who will
Materialism to occupy the blind
Death to decay restless minds
Prophet find society insipid
Blockhead is quite alright with it
A pretty face with it
Spit in your drink and hydrate the masses
Spill out to anyone who will
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3. |
Solopsism
06:31
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Its twelve thirty-seven
and the universe has stopped
Halted in my tracks
overcame a perpetual fear of the people around me
They remain an arms length away from me
Worried about trespassing my being.
Crimson covered cadence, and unsurpressed fears
begin vehemently haunting my conscious
Accidental words, and unfinished thoughts
continuously invade the ears of others
My stomach drops, my heart pounds
No memory of communication
Corrupted by thought
I looked at a questionable face hoping I would understand
Then I stepped aside to finish a cigarette
I glanced at the grey clamoring clouds hovering above me
My friend, what is wrong with me?
I am what I am, but I'm not what I thought.
There's a moment of relief, but it passes
I give way to myself, and the orientation begins its decent
I have found that I am lost, and the chatter waxes quiet
I am a fear, but a small one
My shadow stretches back to the beginning
A voice questions "Are you lost?"
I snap back to the ground, and the unfamiliar faces
I forgot what I was talking about
The head turns from me
Look again, there you are
Using words I no longer understand
I'm lost
I'm lost?
You are me, and I am you, but we are not each other
I ask for advice from two wise men around me
They relay understanding
Encumbered by inevitable truth, I Am.
I stopped in my tracks
And there you were
In shining blue
And then you weren't
And that was done
Oh, and now its done
Now its done
Now I've come
Thought about it, and rambled on
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4. |
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Shine your face on this awful place
On cracked windows that lace my reflection
On the blank stares that glare bereft of direction
On those who wear masks to protect the blind
I dream of rose petals flickering over empty souls
Death is inevitable fire burning
To pay the price for restlessness
In the distance a faded hand waving a goodbye
I'll shout boisterously hoping that with me you'll fly
Until I unwillingly wake myself and ask
why?
Lets turn away
from the landscape
that perpetually
demands attention
we'll drink from
crystal rivers
that never flow
But you won't
You wouldn't go
Like a lover
Like a vision
Keep waiting
Run on
Lacking luster
Lacking distance
Keep waiting
Run On
Take us away today
Take us away tomorrow.
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5. |
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In the dream
In the mind
Here is now
Here we find
No beauty, no anger, no piss angels, no fear
Just short dry breaths, and a single tear
So this is where god left you
A fiber in an endless sea
And to the last of us
Always fearing what to be
And this I know as I've been told
I've been told the grass is greener on the other side
But the grass rots as it dies
If it were
Another life
This might go on for some time
As to linger on
And the mind wanders
In your mind
And in your eyes
And through your mouth
Out your mind
Out your mouth
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6. |
Twice, or Once Before
04:19
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This is how we know
And you, too, will disintegrate
under all this weight
Where's this hell come tomorrow
You, too, will disappear like them
This is how we lock away
This is how we take away
When your feet get to the edge
Sleep when your drift comes undone
Drop when you hear the whore
Liver lobes look like they've been through my life twice,
or once before again
And this, too, shall pass;
and this, too, shall pass, as all that lasts
With a whisper, with a vision
Over, over again
Over, over again
Here I am, and I've come again
Underwhelmed you are
Feast your eyes at the pose I'm in
Lower than death so far
This is how we know.
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7. |
Blue Water
09:19
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Memory for precision
Apathy unto history
So long animal body
With the lights comes suffering,
Pain
Brick
Slime
Slime to build
Up
High
Higher to heights
So far
Heaven
Is not reached
Shadow
Cast down
Shades the groud
Darkens
Blinds it
As if it were created
A parallel to the
Empiricism we sought
To, to transcend
Again
The Ideal that fades
No longer hinders progress
We are shaded by the knowledge
We are callus to-
Fundamental progression
Aiding, follow through
Forward, forward, on.
Forward, onward
Fading through the time wound
Forward, onward
Fading through the darkness, and on
We are shaded by the good
We are shaded by evil
Like the gods we will be
Like the gods we surmount the cave
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8. |
Touch My Face
05:54
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I am clear
I am chaste
Without fear
Touch my face
I am here
I am base
As my sear
Touch my face
All is near
All will brace
All will jeer
Touch my face
I am clear
I am base
Without fear
Touch my face
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