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Animated Silhouettes
02:30
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C G
those of us who are lost in the wind
Am F
carrying homes upon our backs
C G
wearing the dust of what has been
Am F
lord knows we aint never coming back
F Am C
aaaaaaaanimated sillouettes
G F C
evaporating like memories in mist
F Am C
aaaaaaaand im waiting on a dance
G F C
while the bones turn brittle in my chest
Dm
you see...
Am
i know what is me
C G
by viewing the page that i smudged all alone
Dm Am
pasting footprints in the wake
C F
of a tight rope walk
Am G
on pitzacato strings
Am C
with one wave of the finger
G
All the places that we send the word
Am C
From doorstep to doorstep
G
From the steeple rang the chapel bells
Am C G
come see the shadows making light of their own
F
its true...
F Am C
Animated sillhuoettes
G F C
carry away the bones of yesterdays ghost
F Am C
there's no waiting for the game
G F C
once you learn to play better being alone
Dm
you see...
Am
i know what is me
C G
by viewing the page that i smudged all alone
Dm Am
pasting footprints in the wake
C F
of a tight rope walk
Am G
on pitzacato strings
Am C
with one wave of the finger
G
All the places that we send the word
Am C
From doorstep to doorstep
G
From the steeple rang the chapel bells
Am C G
come see the shadows making light of their own
F
its true...
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2. |
Without A Name
02:29
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warm sunlight in the garden
the river left it mark on me
a day of connection
seeking silence left exposed
a world of soft and steady textures glows
highway and a low slow slide guitar
a swing on a veranda past the mountains in the yard
watching details slur and sink down into scenes
of parts that we are playing in other peoples dreams
native birds and calls we haven't often heard
of distance and of motion all while sitting still are stirred
atop a rumble that had almost disappeared
with out a name...
the waves flow in from miles away
space unmasks the layers upon the waves
the continuous composer known as time
scribes a variation on each of our own themes
and though the past so long ago
forgotten and unshown
the dormant glory passages that hold on to the soul
make themselves known
the child has eyes for a fathers aged technique
but what makes this contraption so unique?
with out a name
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3. |
Hold Me Woman
02:36
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the are crows in the tower by the dangling flag
and the air smells of silence and fog
there are pearls in the future
just building in the clouds
and waiting to crash into the earth
so hold me woman
don't let the lazy day die
just hold me woman
I don't wanna feel like the sky
the fields are all but barren
for the harvesting of ink
worn into our knuckles torn skin
nighttime comes early on a day like today
and we dream of the whispers of rain
so hold me woman
don't let the lazy day die
just hold me woman
when i begin to feel like the sky
the leaks in the ceiiling drowning frowns in in my chest
and the buckets need changing I guess
tomorrow'll be muddy so the reaper will rest
and watch one more lonely painting pass
so hold me woman
don't let the lazy day die
just hold me woman
so I won't feel like the sky
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Dream Powered Kite
04:52
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you scribbled my new shoulders
with a crayon from your back
I wasn't whole
untill you colored me in
I sketched a giant sky
you stretched a string around us
We clasped our hands and watched the cities and the country sides
blur beneath our Dream powered kite
Then we grew small
till the world reached up and spoke like thunder
We moved the stones one by one until the puzzle pieces fit
and all around around us
where the black and white mosquito bankers
wrote checks for blood
and turned our time to dust
tried to scatter us to the wind
But together we had everything
We climbed the flowers found it oh so exciting
we wore disguises
lived like minstrels in the streets
snuck past the spiderwebs and dredge between the weeds
Cheerful just to be
pausing constantly to see
our open eyes to each surprise
with glances that acknowledge motions synchronized
silent but entwined
And with one touch
The wind picked up
We built a whole new dream to fly
singing
na na na....
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you drifted off to Sleepyland
and the children left in time
and i now
am a lonely castle's king
and the empty rooms just breath
like my queen upon the screen
TV sounds - echoing the silence in between
so i turn them off to think
and the refrigerator hums an eerie theme
as moonlight crawls along the walls calling me on...
one more day is gone
this night is mine alone
and it is only like one other one
on the island where you were
for the first time
since I ping ponged East from landing West
this Night speaks changing silence
but there's comfort in the room
I imagine voices small will stir me first
like her sister from the springtime said....
time to move...
how many days of travel
how many days to pack
what will sunrise bring me
and how long till I go back
with none to prod me on
after 10,000 one frame dreams.....
the kind that make me weak
and I will sort containers
and the chaff from grain within
Here I plan time
and time I cannot scribe or rewind
how many days lie before me
I can count those left behind from you
to you
if we cut this
on a bias will it lead us to the edge
and if ...
i close my eyes I am drifting
with a ship that has no sails
Columbus felt not quite this way
you see, he knew how to get there
but I know where to go
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6. |
Dog Eared Book
06:03
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How would it
be spoken as if
you were fire and I was sitting round you
with brevity and repetition repetition repetition
repetitions we always speak
I had this book
This Dog eared Book
scribbled on and underlined with a note on each and every page
The more defaced the more it placed
its secrets and riches
its tones and its passions inside of
those words precious and clinging
tangled to our own
Long may the lines worn down
find shape in our mouth
drifting wild in the night
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7. |
Goodbye Friend
03:00
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you seemed so strong
its hard to see that you're gone
I held you so high but it seems so damn trite
to say that i loved you
so it began
and so it ends
conclusion is written as the story begins
and somehow life goes on
but this pain will stay so long now that your gone
every things a game
but were the ones that's played
and story lines tangle all the time
every things a game
but were the ones that's played
and story lines tango all the time
goodbye friend we'll miss you
goodbye friend we'll miss you we'll miss you
goodbye friend we'll miss you we'll miss you friend
we'll miss you friend
goodbye friend we'll miss you we'll miss you
goodbye friend we'll miss you friend
goodbye friend we'll miss you we'll miss you
goodbye friend we'll miss you we'll miss you
goodbye friend we'll miss you we'll miss you Friend
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shoot that god damn dog
don't shoot him in the bottle
drinkin all the whisky
and the beer
smoking all your cigarettes
thinking bout the government
shooting shit with diplomats
we're in a red state now
we're going down
red states are in charge of screwing all the people
and blue states are in charge making sure that people stay under the control
of someone else's god but we don't know who
someones getting kinda randy with a cement truck
it kinda hardens quick and makes you get the hick ups
and you know that you are gonna wish for something better in the end
so gary busey's on the television drinkin a beer
and hanna montana can't think cause she lost all her hair
someones gotta do something quick
before i slit my wrists
into the big deep water down south in mexico
been livin in this apartment for far too damn long
gonna get a gun and shoot that --- god damn- cock roach
*Smack* ---- unhg
stuck to my hand
wipe it on my pants
feed it to the ants
someones gotta do something quick
or I'm gonna slit
my wrists
and trickle blood into my forward
my wife is gonna leave me if i keep doing heroin
someones gotta do
something important before the end of time
yeah thats right
I've been reading this book its called
the self assertive woman
it aint doin much for me
cause i'm a man
but i'm a woosy
yeah thats true
I aint no Madonna
i aint no lady gaga
i got some things to learn
i'm like lasagna
i'm like balogne
it not that its hard
to be a man or anything
its just that I'm ronery (lonely)
I'm ornery
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10. |
Last Call Tonight
03:40
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11. |
And You Wonder Why
03:44
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Birdseed
04:02
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my little wren where have you been
i looked all around in the garden where i found you
the empty nest
left in my chest
keeps me holding on to the notion that you'll turn back
i would hold you in my arms
hold you in my arms 'til forever comes
but the warmth you once gave wouldn't be the same if i tried to keep you
so fly away come back some day
your love is the only tether that can hold you
all that i am
latched to this land
sacrificing self to the changing of the seasons
i could wait for you till spring
wait to hear you sing until forever
but the price i might pay
to one day hear you say that i love you so come fly away
-------
and with the wings i never grew
i'll flutter in the grass while you
go gently soaring, rising, floating round above the trees and mountains
out across the lakes and forests,
"all the things that lie before us"
you will turn to say to me
but i'll be flapping lead filled wings
staring from ground up at you i'll regret not chasing wasting
all the things i had inside
and all the dreams i dreamed I'd find
and if i move on you might never find me in my other feathers
for the price i pay the same
i purchase the empyrean
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13. |
Confessional
02:37
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transparent conversation
to expose my heart
words that are so much of me
in riddles are spoken
have I let you down
are you punishing me now guilt
another place where i need to be not needed
times honest tried went above and beyond
obscured by anonymity
why disappear into the darkness silently
if the reason i hide
is the reason i hate my pride
why cant i let go and love all that is left behind
and chase only one to where ever it goes
in place of the million falling aparts
in times when life has shattered crumbling to the ground
not once have you not been there
my fall to catch
in light of the morning
one needs not be two places patient at once
not watching while longing to participate
guide my choice and decision
t'wards this one last chance to chase fate
cry not for the goal of this world
nor wealth of thy parents
in lieu of the wealth of thy self
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14. |
Untouchable
03:49
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such a deep sadness.
untouchable.
unfound though out the years of prodding.
of digging .
where have I been.
why can I not find me.
to open up my eyes .
and know its all been a dream.
not real at all.
shhh.
can you hear it.
calling .
from within.
so quietly.
words come though me .
words come to me.
shed a tear.
down a cheek.
into an outstretched hand.
rolling from fingers onto the floor.
like it I fall.
don’t you see me at all.
happy new year .
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