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You started, you walked, and you opened
then you stopped, you stood, and you closed. you knew you could have cured me but it would have been my fault. Where were your thin red Cadillac breaks? Where was the yellow light? in Arizona, the night, it damn well knew me. a dent so vast to fit all my sacred saline. tuscan red sun soon bleeds on can't you taste the iron? did you think that I could feel so small against your whimsical wire? away, I seek for your hand to be the woman in whoever's eyes a fool of me to fantasize, how dare I to accessorize. should've known that wind would suffer when you sent me there running can't you tell our night is over against your whimsical wire? From the heaven sound complains through the rain freezing by mid air it lands broken 1275 of them, did you think that you can feel for them? am I it dear, am I the yellow light? count your knives |
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| 5:34 |
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what are we celebrating today on your so called smile
put your hands together, for your lips are burning fast. you give them pigeons crumbs of love, everyday youy pay fresh foes, meek & old, are their tails sagging low? have you ever craved an earthquake so the hills are alive with gold? have you ever wished for thunder so your screams won't seem alone? How do you breathe underneath it all? How do you take the fall on your knees alone? listen now the boys are singing Alleluia listen now they're singing Alleliua for you. may be you should die today just so you can taste your rivered hair to tell St. Joseph patterns of your licks suppose to be your own ears suppose to be your heart walk through my door now and you're never looking back. You say ""I'll follow my love."" but he's got the easy end 'cause pigeons never follow the one without the bread don't lead against the redwood, it might fall. i'll bring you a penny angel, i'll bring you a pennry road angel while you fall |
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| 4:15 |
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ten thousand years have passed
ten thousand women in white over and down the mountain side paralyzed, breathless at their sight blacker than the blackest crow deeper than the deepest mine i confess i've nothing to show i conspire to bide my Time. (i am done conspiring for now) Kettles who think they're lions lions who hide with spoons on their eyes i was there when the last star fell the last star has blackened the sky i'll be damned if i am lost lame and dumb bound to lye silence not without its cost fifteen miles till open sky. Hold on. |
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| 4:56 |
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he tried again to speak now
but only found his way lost like a prisoner of an innocent one a mind of tongue so near but parted now so far so that all he can be is quiet. could be carry on the distance between a young boy of colors and his elder, ever? but I see his sunken eyes tired done seeing, done seeking below the moon he rained inside, he said, ""i can't see the flesh of my own hands the things they've done to seal your silence upon my eyes once again I lay on a bed of lights a glowing blue square to see my darkness better."" what of it now saying, for a touch, a slip, a tear? so the orchid's prayer will stain its way to such hour. Somehwere further than a heartache a drop so far so hollow so the flame can bend its torso to the one who's cold I don't dare give my words alone, don't know him, don't see him his silhouette's a faded a hand released its hold. he said, |
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| 2:17 |
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Dear Fred
i think you got the wrong address. i'm so sorry, but an itch deserves a scratch. i see you're screaming at your halo, my cockroach sends his love. does it make you feel better to mix your whites and your colors for bleeding sake? Freddie goodtime don't miss a thing, someone's always watching i got a light for your cigarettes as long as you will keep them wings. Where are them wings? i'll take that ride across to be your savior don't mean to be knocking so hard at your door. for what reason would you turn me down? I got some blood too you see now? would you please take a hint? a dog will bite its tail if you leave it alone! |
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| 4:30 |
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I know I know your pinball's running away from the beginning
its reflection strikes its distance - score tops you win you know, I think you're fooling the man who watch with intent but I know that you know the silver ball resents your manners don't you, little jummy, let your heart insult your humor some day soon and coming, light will come, watch you and wave look here, little jimmy, set aside your empty nights awake good days ahead tickling, will find themselves without your God's game. it ain't hard to see you aching a final rip of the scab shame on those who burned your pale hands pity for a penny white lies with silver lining a way to make you believe that you can do the same those who speak with their hearts running for you, I would take your hand and spin till we're dizzy to find yourself engraving your laughter to all those who feel you just one of the many to see the Light, pass the Line, remove yourself away for good. |
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| 5:27 |
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it was he who wlaked on time to sit beside.
i knew that he would bring me sage to trade a smile. so he took me down the way to Thorn Road, i'd bleed with every touch of the roses. he said he'd make a fire and rest tonight, he promised, ""I'll walk tomorrow beside."" queen of all midlands would not agree to which of his hands is a liar, he asked me would I take his right, i answered, ""I can take anything."" so we went walking down the train tracks on Thorn Road, he's trip with every stumble of cobble stones. he held by my right and he promised again, he promised, ""I'll walk tomorrow beside."" wouldn't it take us years of all roses till finally we have collected our tears, so all robins could bathe in it here? couldn't we feed of our fears all these roases till finally we have seen turns in our tears, so this road it could bathe in it here? two hands care of swords and sands, how could they be my butter like flies? lord you would know the place behind his eyes where triggle snow shadow so we took our place on Thorn road, and cried at every leaf's falling he held by mny left and he promised, again, he promised, ""I'll walk tomorrow beside."" then one day, he turned and said, ""we've seen this blue rose and hill before. I'll make you a fire and rest tonight, I promise I'll walk tomorrow beside."" |
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| 3:26 |
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she's a constant some would say aloud
dresser of sycamores you'd be found. but she looked up to the blue easiness spot him strolling by - is all she knows to know. something so high some where so far some how purple-less some what marvelous (it's always been there you know) take my sights, love, a breath unto your dear grace a feather for your words a chord to make me fall on and on the edge of her hand is a million words to know, thousand tales for nights awhile, hear them now |
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| 3:11 |
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| 5:24 |
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what are we celebrating today on your so called smile
put your hands together, for your lips are burning fast. you give them pigeons crumbs of love, everyday youy pay fresh foes, meek & old, are their tails sagging low? have you ever craved an earthquake so the hills are alive with gold? have you ever wished for thunder so your screams won't seem alone? How do you breathe underneath it all? How do you take the fall on your knees alone? listen now the boys are singing Alleluia listen now they're singing Alleliua for you. may be you should die today just so you can taste your rivered hair to tell St. Joseph patterns of your licks suppose to be your own ears suppose to be your heart walk through my door now and you're never looking back. You say ""I'll follow my love."" but he's got the easy end 'cause pigeons never follow the one without the bread don't lead against the redwood, it might fall. i'll bring you a penny angel, i'll bring you a pennry road angel while you fall |
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