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you'd like to travel
across the whole thing
but it wouldn't matter
just one more time
to hear your loved one sing
but why bother
to have every sweet little thing
then it wouldn't matter
oh it wouldn't matter anyway
now you're older
and all the stars scream
but it doesn't matter anymore
it's a little bit colder when you think
how lovers dream
but why bother
you have your fireplace and
you know what's right it seems
but it wouldn't matter
oh it wouldn't matter anyway
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lucifer
03:55
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please remind me
what is your azimuth
irridiscent drops
of liquid bismuth
i kick the mirror
straight in the face
and fall in cubes
of pressured space
Take the hammer
Wake the gong
Could you describe
What is a song
My eyes are worn
I see your legs
The marble floor
The ancient necks
I'm sure the end
Is drumskin thin
One hit i'm done
One touch i'm in
Take the hammer
Wake the gong
Could you describe
What is a song
What is between
The wake and dream
And are you what
I see or seem
it's true you're just
flesh and bone
and flesh and bone
turn to dust
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electron mope
01:15
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(instrumental)
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jesus whole soles
01:51
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these legs are made for walking
that is what they be
walked all around my world with them
so my world can't walk all over me
got boots to keep the pain away
got shoes to hide the shame
but the road is made of ancient rocks
that wither the soles away
cold hosed in the meat
doused in gasoline
lithographed by acid
stabbed by shells of dreams
got boots to keep the pain away
got shoes to hide the shame
but the road is made of ancient rocks
that wither the soles away
the highway
is an illusion
don't get high
on confusion
and if you feel
you're losing heart
keep pumping fists
how i saw god's lips part
come mutineers, lay down your flags
come visit my tent of rags
come touch my soles, they turn to stone
come touch my soles, they turn to stone
place your arm where I hang my stump
let's try and become whole
walked all around my world alone
let's try and become whole
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a jar of quince
is all that's left of summer
a valley thunder's tune beats
in the hands of a drummer
he's a star, Ringo Starr,
he's a beetle of the sun
when he lands on my chest
his heartbeat's very fun
and to be very fair
i need a fresh breath of air
after we made love
in the attic way above
over the roofs the daybreak moves
what he feels is really real
the moon's pull is too dull
and with a frown he's coming down
repeating what i said
only makes me feel dumber
quiet at night cuz now i bed
the memory of a summer
you let me in through your mouth
and let me out through your nose
but being air isn't fair
don't you think? do you suppose
the things that last
always happen very fast?
and going back to school
isn't my idea of cool
dream on the backseat of a car
of going very far
where the sky meets the soil
in a jar of snake oil
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the deep sea of amber
crushed by the day
the treasures of knowing
in chests of mundane
i find you alone
floating in the pool
in your moments of glory
it is all yours to rule
don't you say goodbye to me
your guns of glass
your castles of crystal
are lost in the tales
in stories so listless
in truth you are naked
in truth you're a child
til your day of making
til dirt makes you blind
don't you say goodbye to me
i want to dive with you
we could be brave
and if you need help
know i'm lost myself
i want to dive with you
we could be brave
just say hi at the crossroads
i'll be glad that you came
i will be glad that you came
don't you say goodbye to me
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lunar year
02:39
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i've been waiting for a lunar year
just to find out if you'll reappear
i laid in the same spot day through day
wondering if you'll ever come my way
and if i go away
will you visit me someday
just now a rock fell from the sky
broke my nose and made me lazy in the eye
a lame astronomer is twice as lame
he's dry and cold and not the stuff for dames
it's time to go away
but please, friend, visit me someday
are you fine with being all alone?
alright with sinking teeth into a bone?
there's houses, cars and woods and fields and chains
but every dog can melt into the rain
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