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from Phish - The Story Of The Ghost (1998)
I feel I've never told you
the story of the ghost that I once knew and talked to of whom I'd never boast Cause this was my big secret how I get ahead and never have to worry I'd call him instead His answer came in actions He never spoke a word Or maybe I lay down the phone before he could be heard I somehow feel forsaken Like he had closed the door I guess I just stopped needing him as much as once before .. But maybe he's still with me the latch was left unhooked He's waiting in the wind and rain I simply haven't looked I feel I've never told you the story of the ghost ...... |
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from Phish - The Story Of The Ghost (1998)
I am a prince I have it all
I hear your footsteps through the wall I wait in silence for your call then take a shot and watch you fall I am a ghost but I cannot fly I'm stuck here as the years slide by I need a resting place 'cause I already felt my body die if I had a host of ghosts living on my street I'd jive and strive to stay alive and offer them some meat I need a different life I think perhaps I'd be the missing link and treasure moments as I drink away the memories let the sink |
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from Phish - The Story Of The Ghost (1998)
Guyute was the ugly pig
who walked on me and danced a jig that he had learned when he was six then stopped and did some other tricks like pulling weapons from his coat and holding them against my throat he lectured me in a language strange and scampered quickly out of range I'm bouncing like a newborn elf I can't remain inside myself Guyute glances in my eyes and manages to hypnotize me as I sleep the sleep of death he suck from me my only breath that I had breathed since I was ten I hope this happens once again |
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from Phish - The Story Of The Ghost (1998)
Fikus dreamed a dream for me
it cost me nothing it was free he dreamed of walking in the sand of blossoms forming in his hand of kitchen cake and cedar shakes of waterfalls and yellow snakes of earthen dams and hydrofoils of watching water 'til it boils of holding forth from singing words of flying south with flocks of birds none of this was charged to me for as I said it was for free |
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from Phish - The Story Of The Ghost (1998)
the terrible thing about hell
is that when you're there you can't even tell as you move through this life you love so you could be there and not even know but you say so what I'm doing just fine the irony is that it's all in your mind and that's why hell is so vicious and cruel but you'll just go on an oblivious fool |
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from Phish - The Story Of The Ghost (1998)
The shoulder that I leaned on was carved out of stone
But when I'm done freezing I want to be alone Never want my hand cut off Never want a hacking cough Never need a cliffside push Never turn my brain to mush Always give me what I lack Always take the best parts back Always recognize your fate Always just a moment late Left is where I always turn Left is how I'm forced to learn Left the route my walking takes Left alone with my mistakes Up against a person who Up 'til now I never knew Up from hell the answer blew Up and down it's up to you. Drop me off the chinese wall and peel my fingers off the rim I come unglued while in mid-air and land to reform limb by limb And I am taken far away.... Lingering slowly and melting away Tossed with the salad and baled with the hay Pooling like water that drips from above Trampled by lambs and pecked by the dove Drop me off the chinese wall and peel my fingers off the rim I come unglued while in mid-air and land to reform limb by limb |
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from Phish - The Story Of The Ghost (1998)
Time is me, and I should know
I knew this several months ago I knew more than I do now For I've been turned around somehow Relax, the world will spin beside itself and suck you in With threats and hopes beyond compare I change the landscape as I pass Meandering from sand to glass I suction there for one whole day Until the feeling goes away Relax, the world will spin beside itself and suck you in With threats and hopes beyond compare I don't need these orbits in my life Revolve and cycle through don't keep coming back for more I don't need this circular design Wheel and spin away from me you've been by here before I've lost my mind I've lost my way I'm bound to lose you wonder where I am Relax, the world will spin beside itself and suck you in With threats and hopes beyond compare I've lost my mind I've lost my way I'm bound to lose you wonder where I am I've lost my mind I've lost my way I'm bound to lose you wonder where I am I've lost my mind I've lost my way I'm bound to lose you wonder where I am.. |
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from Phish - The Story Of The Ghost (1998)
If you're just staring at your walls
Observing echoing footfalls From tenants wandering distant halls Then this one is for you If children playing all around To you is noise not pleasant sound And you'd be lost on the playground Then this one is for you All alone the life you lead A silent diner where you feed You bow your head pretend to read Then this one if for you Slip past strangers in the street There's no one that you care to meet Longing for your TV seat this one is for you If you're just staring at your walls If you're just staring at your walls And this one is for you If you're just staring at your walls If you're just staring at your walls And this one is for you this one is for you this one is for you this one is for you..... |
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from Phish - The Story Of The Ghost (1998)
Listen as she speaks to you
hear the voices flutter through the barriers arranged by you. Close the shutters draw the shades Filter out the everglades Glistening with evening dew Thunder calls through waterfalls Rising tide and ocean walls I can hear you when you sigh Listen as she speaks to you Hear the voices flutter through watch them and let them lie I can hear you when you sigh Through the water in the sky. Thunder calls through waterfalls Rising tide and ocean walls I can hear you when you sigh Listen as she speaks to you Hear the voices flutter through Through the water in the sky. Through the water in the sky. Through the water in the sky. |
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from Phish - The Story Of The Ghost (1998)
The circus is the place for me with bears
and clowns and noise I love the shiny music that descends from overhead Gordon knew the moment when the stars all turned around But from that vantage point I frowned If life were easy and not so fast I wouldn't think about the past. I can't forget to turn the earth so both sides get their share of darkness and of light So now I wander over grounds of light and heat and sound and mist provoking dreams that don't exist A circus of light where dreams can take flight In the peacefulness dreaming dreams brings If life were easy and not so fast I wouldn't think about the past.... |
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from Phish - The Story Of The Ghost (1998)
I've been wading in the velvet sea
I've been wading in the velvet sea I've been wading in the velvet sea I've been wading in the I've been wading in the I've been wading in the velvet sea I've been wading in the velvet sea I've been wading in the velvet sea I've been wading in the I've been wading in the I've been wading in the velvet sea I've been wading in the velvet sea I've been wading in the velvet sea I've been wading in the I've been wading in the I took a moment from my day wrapped it up in things you say mailed it off to your address you'll get it pretty soon unless The packaging begins to break and all the points I tried to make are tossed with thoughts into a bin time leaks out my life leaks in you won't find moments in a box and someone else will set your clocks I took a moment from my day wrapped it up in things you say and mailed it off to you |
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from Phish - The Story Of The Ghost (1998)
and all throughout I gaze and glimpse you
loving never did convince you I see you when you're all alone it's like a person I've not known the moment ends though I feel winds blowing differently than ever before and they're pushing me further from shore a frothy cap the steady slap of lines against the rail a biting rain take in the main up the rigging take in sail mind the skipper we'll not fail he'll bring out wine all will be fine just hear the order watch the sail the moment ends |
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from Phish - The Story Of The Ghost (1998)
a silent bird / a raging tide a mountainside
an open door / looming from the surf a whispered word / a steady wind as we began and then no more / to close in on the earth |
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from Phish - Lawn Boy (1991)
The Squirming Coil of sunset
I keep within my reach Tried yesterday to get away and hitchhiked to the beach I saw Satan on the beach trying to catch a ray He wasn't quite the speed of light and the squirming coil it got away.... The muscles flex the mother's ring She fastens children to her king and sends him down the crooked street When he returns, the birth's complete Jimmy holds the Tannis root The forest's tasty nectar shoot The sun tips off the monarch's suit from sequined sash to shiny boot "I'd like to lick the coil some day Like Icarus, who had to pay with melting wax and feathers brown He tasted it on his way down" Stun the puppy! Burn the whale! Bark a scruff and go to jail! Forge the coin and lick the stamp! Little Jimmy's off to camp |
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from Phish - Lawn Boy (1991)
Reba sink a boulder in the water
Reba tie a cable to a tree Reba stuck in a game of lipstick perfume flypaper Reba press a razor to a slide cross a needle with a prune Knee deep in the motel tub Reba dangle ladle form her lip dip sip Reba babble to the nag with the lipstick perfume mutter to a farmer in a truck Take a peek at the cheetah, Reba cheetah on the prowl in a cage sink a boulder in the water tie a cable to a tree Mutter "nature" to the nag with the lipstick perfume Reba flush a fleshfarm leftover thunder in a circle down the pipes Bag it Tag it Sell it to the butcher in the store Reba put a stopper in the bottom of the tub picked up a jar unscrewed the top and watched it drop into the water A little scoop of plaster mix some coffee grounds and mud and then she stirred it with the ladle that her Grandmother had bought her threw in a pot of melted wax a forefoot and a hoof apple core, worms galore and a can of some corrosive coconuts and chloroform some wicker and some cork Toxic waste, some purple paste she hoped was not explosive Reba dip a ladle for a taste of her creation and she knew that what she make would be the finest in the nation |
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from Phish - Lawn Boy (1991)
My sweet one, I'll call you my sweet one
You're my only true sweet one With my all, I'll call you my sweet one From far away, I'll say your name Oh with you, I'd travel thick And with you, I'd also travel thin And all the spaces in between I'd travel with you, you're my sweet one But for now I must sit here and ponder the yonder Herbivores ate well cause their food didn't never run Oh, if You're ever unsatisfied with the way life's treating You You know You can count on me to take good care of You I love you honey oh yes I do You know that's true of course and if your dog or cat ever dies, I'll buy You a Ewe |
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from Phish - Lawn Boy (1991)
In the morning I pack up my gear
and toss it in my carryall Run the wide load to the lip and watch the big core crack and glow In the evening I undo my belt Split open and melt I wake up on my stomach with my face between my hands and crawl along the floor toward the doorway Jumping to my feet I try to put myself together but I feel it in my knees and the room begins to spin and I slip and bump my head and raise a welt Split open and melt We breathe deep in a steam dream and plunge below the water line down, down, down between beams to the gloom room among the seaweed and the slime down, down, down Melt |
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from Phish - Lawn Boy (1991)
Brett is in the bathtub making soup for the ambassadors
And I am in the hallway singing to the troubadours The kings are all lined up outside the gate And the autumn bells are ringing but they'll just have to wait Where is the joker? Have you seen him around With his three coned cap that he wears like a clown? Have you seen his stripped stockings and heard his sad tale About the kids under the carpet and the purple humpbacked whales? Here come the ambassadors, they show up one by one Brett is tasting all the soup to see if it is done Wendy's on the windowsill waiting to be let in And we're all in the bathtub now making bathtub gin The kings storm the hallway they've climbed up through the gate they didn't mean to be impolite but they just couldn't wait Here comes the joker with his silly grin He carries a martini made of bathtub gin Here comes the joker we all must laugh Cause we're all in this together, and we love to take a bath. |
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from Phish - Lawn Boy (1991)
Rye, rye, rocco
Marco Esquandolas Run, run, run, run Run, run, run, run Run, run, run, run Run, run, run, run Set the gearshift for the high gear of your soul You've got to run like an antelope out of control |
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from Phish - Lawn Boy (1991)
Throughout the night when there's no direct light
and a thin veil of clouds keeps the stars out of sight I can smell the colors outside on my lawn The moist green organic that my feet tread upon And the black oleander surrounded by blues I'm soon overwhelmed by olfactory hues Bouncing Around the Room The woman was a dream I had though rather hard to keep For when my eyes were watching hers, they closed, and I was still asleep. For when my hand was holding hers, she whispered words and I awoke And faintly bouncing around the room the echo of whomever spoke I awoke and faintly bouncing round the room the echo of whomever spoke. The place I saw was far beneath the surface of the sea My sight was poor but I was sure the sirens sang their songs for me They dance above me as I sink I see them through a crystal haze And hear them bouncing round the room the never ending coral maze That time and once again I'm bouncing around the room. |
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from Phish - Lawn Boy (1991)
The woman was a dream I had
Though rather hard to keep for when my eyes were watching hers They closed, And I was still asleep. For when my hand was holding hers She whispered words and I awoke And faintly bouncing around the room The echo of whomever spoke I awoke and faintly bouncing round the room the echo of whomever spoke. The place I saw was far beneath The surface of the sea My sight was poor But I was sure The sirens sang their songs for me They dance above me as I sink I see them through a crystal haze And hear them bouncing round the room the never ending coral maze That time and once again I'm bouncing around the room. |
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from Phish - Hoist (1994)
Danger, I've been told to expect it I begin my descent down the cold granite steps And who could have turned among those I confide in? I think that I know what I haven't known yet 'Cause a week is a monthand an hour a day When your reaching just pushes it further away With your past and your future precisely divided Am I at that moment? I haven't decided And stretching out into the sea... Aquitana Is that what the prophet told me he saw? You gave it to me but I really don't want it I came out on top by the luck of the draw 'Cause a week is a month and an hour a day When your reaching just pushes it further away And what's the return on the faith I've provided? I think that I know now but I haven't decided Before you take another step, don't blame it on yourself `Cause if you lay it on your brother when you're sleepin' You'll wake up in the morning and you'll be gone
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from Phish - Hoist (1994)
Down with disease
Three weeks in my bed Trying to stop these demons that keep dancing in my head Down with disease Up before the dawn A thousand barefoot children outside dancing on my lawn, and I keep Waiting for the time when I can finally say That this has all been wonderful but now I'm on my way But when I think it's time to leave it all behind I try to find a way but there's nothing I can say to make it stop Down with disease and the jungles in my mind They're climbing up my waterfalls and swingin' on my vines So I try to hear the music but I'm always losing time 'Cause they're stepping on my rhythm and they're stealin' all my lines Stealin' all my lines and I keep Waiting for the time when I can finally say That this has all been wonderful but now I'm on my way But when I think it's time to leave it all behind I try to find a way but there's nothing I can say to make it stop |
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from Phish - Hoist (1994)
Take me to another place, she said
Take me to another time Run with me across the oceans Float me on a silver cloud If I could I would, but I don't know how If I could I would, but I don't know how If I could I would and I'd take you now Stay with me till time turns over I want to feel my feet leave the ground Take me where the whispering breezes Can lift me up and spin me around If I could I would... Hear you laughing as we go Flipping backward through the doors and through the windows... I'm melting into nothing If I could I would, but I don't know how If I could I would, but I don't know how If I could I would and I'd take you now |
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from Phish - Hoist (1994)
I dropped the buzzard in the sand and trudged off slowly toward the town,
I needed dinner and a place where I could throw my weight around, I detected faint axilla scent that put me off my appetite, But mouflon warring where I went renewed in me a need to fight, Then reveling in mirror mask I soon was lost in foggy ditch, Without a feather gray or white to tickle that piano witch, Fearing that I must expose my worm to holographic haze, My Clinometer error rose and spawned in her new mawkish ways, I woke the witch with reverence reserved for serpents, snails, and slugs, I pulled the witch from out the ditch and turned to face the furry thugs, The sheep they smiled with teeth agleam, The weapons in their hooves revolved I detected a prostatic ream, I gulped and felt my loins dissolve!!!!!!!!! |
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from Phish - Hoist (1994)
Swinging on the lifeline
Fraying bits of twine Entangled in the remnants of the Knot I left behind And asking you to help me make it Finally unwind But God never listens to what I say God never listens to what I say And you don't get a refund If you overpray And when the line is breaking And when I'm near the end When all the time spent leading I've been following instead When all my thoughts and memories are Left hanging by a thread God never listens... Stranded on this slender string The minutes seem to last a lifetime Dangling here between the light above And blue below that drags me down But God never listens to what I say God never listens to what I say And you don't get a refund If you overpray |
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from Phish - Hoist (1994)
It's hidden far away
But someday I may tell The tale of metal tangle When into your world I fell Without you now I wander soaking Secretly afraid 'Cause in your grasp the fears don't last (And some of them have stayed) I wheeled around because I Didn't hear what you had said And saw you dancing with Elihu Up on Leemor's bed And I was foggy rather groggy, you helped me to my car The binding belt enclosing me, a Sample in a Jar And on the market stands unfolding With all their willies and their wares I shuffle by alert but numb To all the glances and the glares And I think of you unheeding All the times I raise my cup It's now I know that you knew that I'd soon end up end up Chorus You tricked me like the others And now I don't belong The simple smiles and good times seem all wrong |
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from Phish - Hoist (1994)
Well many years ago now I really can't be sure
That's when it all began then I heard that knock upon my door And the wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother Came down on me The telephone was ringing, that's when I handed it to Liz She said, "This isn't who it would be if it wasn't who it is" It's the wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother Comin' down on me So I might be on a side street or a stairway to the stars I hear the high pitched cavitation of propellers from afar It's the wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother Comin' down on me So with meaningless excitement and smooth atonal sound It's like a cross between a hurricane and a ship that's run aground It's the wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother Comin' down on - comin' down on me The wolfman's brother, the wolfman's brother Comin' down on me Surely took more than he gave (repeats |
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from Phish - Hoist (1994)
Kitty Malone sat on a mule
Was riding in style When suddenly, like the sound of a buzzard's breaking Kity felt laser beams being fired at her head She said, "I hate laser beams And you never done see me askin' For a UFO In Tomahawk County" Well she kicked the mule And it walked the path And the aliens fired from behind Till she stopped the mule And she kicked the rump And the big old mule took a big old dump Scent of a mule, you better watch out where you go Take your laser beams away Scent of a mule, you better watch out where you go You better stop that laser game Or you'll smell my mule She felt the fire against her neck And it saddened her to feel it burn When suddenly, like the sound of a breeding Holstein Kitty said, "Stop, we ain't lookin' for fightin' In Tomahawk County." A little guy from the UFO Came on out and said his name was Joe She said, "Come on over for some lemonade Just follow me now with the whole brigade" Chorus They walked into her cabin shack They had never seen a southern home And they liked it, better than their UFO They liked it, they really liked it They said, "Here's a place of elegance Here we shower ourselves in lightness" Chorus |
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from Phish - Hoist (1994)
I can't spare a moment for the dog faced boy I won't lend another hand to the worm girl of Hanoi Don't deplete my oxygen for the guy who's turning blue But ask me, and I'll do anything for you Whenever I think of you it only makes me feel sad Whenever I think of you, the best friend I ever had... Before I gave it up all for nothing Well, I lied and I cheated And it made me feel bad It made me feel guilty for not being true Oh the months I spend trying for a way to explain In teh end all I could do as turn my head in shame Whenever I think of you it only makes me feel sad Because you deserve better and once I was it But somehow my good intentions just got up and git
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from Phish - Hoist (1994)
You may as well keep your belly full For the time may come when you'll rely on the layer of fat That separates you from the rabid dog and the common fly To a less demanding place on your spine I feel you shift my weight around I squirm and roll beneath your flesh Just like the guy you met in town He's yelling at the parking lot Throwing beer cans down the stairs Driving home to Mom and Dad To spend a weekend with no cares
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from Phish - Round Room (2004)
She started a blaze from one tiny spark
I didn't even detect She loved the light, was dismayed by the dark The stars though she seemed to respect The faint light that flutters at night to the earth Would land in her eyes and collect Luminous creatures she'd find in the surf I never thought to inspect Pebbles and marbles like things on my mind Seem to get lost and harder to find When I am alone I am inclined If I find a pebble in the sand To think that it fell from my hand She gave me ideas Planted the seed But she never stopped to reflect The course that she's on, wherever it leads I never would redirect Pebbles and marbles like words from a friend Make us hold tight but are lost in the end When we're alone we all seem to tend If we find a marble in dust To wish someone left it for us |
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from Phish - Round Room (2004)
I am just a satellite, high above the atmosphere
Bouncing every thing you say to someone who is meant to hear Sometimes on a rainy day, I lie in bed and dream of you So blame it on the satellite, when your message can't get through I am just a tiny wave, a minor ripple out at sea Moving slowly towards the shore, burdened with uncertainty I'm gaining power, losing speed, wondering as I near your door Will you hold it open for the tidal wave approaching shore? You've become an island in the hazy world surrounding me Offering a vast reward each time I safely cross the sea All too often I become lost in the fog and haze Clinging still, against my will, to promises of clearer days I am just a raindrop that accelerates without control Losing bits and pieces in descent 'til I'm no longer whole I am just another shooting star above that you might see Until I have your full attention I'll be anything but me |
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from Phish - Round Room (2004)
My room is round when I lay down, when I wake up it's square
When I go outside it's on a spiral set of stairs The people that surround me are waiting out there In a round room they can't find me anywhere Right angle rooms drive me crazier each day Put me in a box I know I'm never going to play Put me in a square room and I won't know what to say I want a round room at the end of the day I had an apartment, four corners on the walls Couldn't eat, couldn't sleep there at all I want a curve to the place where I stay I want a round room at the end of the day If I pass out take me to the round church Where echoes resound And my spirit is found And when I float high Take my arm and I'll fly you by The outskirts of town, to a garden that's round I went to the lighthouse and I liked the view I looked out the window and I could see you Put me in a square house and I won't have a clue I want a round room just to be with you |
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from Phish - Round Room (2004)
Oh Tequila I turn to you like a long lost friend
I want to kiss my Mexican cousin once again We'll cover every emotion from happiness to sorrow And the conversations I forget you'll tell me about tomorrow When the phone calls start, am I in bed or in a hearse? The things you tell me about myself can't make me feel any worse Well I'm awful sorry you got pissed Just have to cross you off the list Of my true friends... And Tequila's where it starts and where it ends |
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from Phish - Round Room (2004)
I crashed, I burned
But then I learned To keep my eye on you You always say You'll lead the way But then you never do I slowed, I swerved But lost my nerve And quickly looked away When I looked back The day was black Then I heard you say Why is the sun hot? Why does it rain? Why is there danger and Why is there pain? Why can't the burden we carry go away? And why isn't it Friday today? Your lack of trust Is hardly just So do as you've been told Please follow me Into the sea Don't worry if it's cold I knew right then My chance again Had quickly slipped away I crash I cry I burn but I Still follow anyway Why is the sea cool? Why is it blue? Why do I stay here? Why is is you Notice the danger But don't help in any way? Why isn't it friday today? |
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from Phish - Round Room (2004)
Blue, splinter and grow
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from Phish - Round Room (2004)
Zither, Rachel, cardamom, frost - But at what cost?
Threshold, skin, fortress, win - A life of sin Pliers, tension, toy store, grace - The human race Raking, fourteen, basket, screw - Now how 'bout you? Passion, cardboard, raisin, stop - A better crop Field, cater, open, new - Who's mocking who? It's just a mock song Gas, thirsty, rattle, tick - A bone to pick Fountain, egg, treason, cave - Will you dance on grave? Throat, carrot, meeting, choke - I got that joke Temper, thistle, Rodney, wilt - The house I built Fewer, pink, Kyle, ball - I've known them all Penny, thistle, cell phone, blow - Reap what you sow Because it's just a mock song Call it what you will |
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from Phish - Round Room (2004)
Leigh Fordham sold me out
46 days and the coal ran out Please come 'round here another day Sit yourself down When you're ready to stay She dug down when they took the town Lookin' for clues But they couldn't be found Leigh found out she was ready to roam 47 days and the coal came home Taste the fear For the Devil's drawing near Taste the fear For the Devil's drawing near 46 days and the coal ran out |
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from Phish - Round Room (2004)
There is a place on the mountain nearby
Deep in a cave but it's up rather high There in the darkness are safely concealed All of the dreams that you never revealed And if you go there, and after you do All of these dreams would be yours to pursue The rest of your lifetime devoid of a care If you keep your eyes open you may find yourself there Such is the promise, such is the curse You could just live your life better or worse Knowing the cache of dreams up on that hill Beckons and sways but won't bend to your will You might find a river under a mountain That feeds a remote subterranean fountain Drink from this, taste just a hint of a dream That somehow leaked into the underground stream And if you go there, and after you do All of these dreams would be yours to pursue The rest of your lifetime devoid of a care If you keep your eyes open you may find yourself there |
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from Phish - Round Room (2004)
I'm leaving you a message, I'm leaving you a trace
I'm leaving thoughts for you I hope that time will not erase And when the moment comes to read the words that I engrave You'll find them on the walls of the cave I know you heard the question but you didn't make a sound And when it fell you caught my heart before it hit the ground But if you evern need the names of those you couldn't save You'll find them on the walls of the cave Look at me The time stands still The mountain here is now a hill Look away The time goes past These rocks will fall away at last Look away Maybe you will see it as you're passing by alone Below the moss forgotten where some words adorn a stone It might have been an etching on a marker of a grave Or maybe on the walls of the cave Listen to The silent trees But still your words float on the breeze Look away I see them all Carved into the cavern wall |
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from Phish - Round Room (2004)
I need a new way to express
Myself so you don't need to guess What otherwise I'd say aloud And watch it float just like a cloud High up above you like a thunderhead But you would just look down instead And wait 'til foggy skies abate And vapor clouds all dissipate And when with them all my words for you Have softly sublimated too And you'll just hope that I've moved on So you'll look up and find me gone |
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from Phish - Round Room (2004)
How is it I never see
The waves that bring her words to me For though unseen they drift around They catch my breath and knock me down I feel them quickly swirling by As they withdraw with my reply And slip into the dark of night As I attempt to stay upright Instead I'm stranded on my knees As words depart upon the breeze Which quickly drifts away from here And possibly won't reach her ear If we could see the many waves That flow through clouds and sunken caves She'd sense at least the words that sought her On the wind and underwater |
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from Phish - Rift (2004)
Last night, in the moments my thoughts were adrift
And coasting a terrace, approaching a rift Through which I could spy several glimpses beneath Of the darkness the light from above could not reach I spied wings of reason, herself taking flight And upon yonder precipice saw her alight And glared back at me one last look of dismay As if she were the last one she thought I'd betray So much better I said to myself And drawing quite close to the top of the shelf I struggled with destiny upon the ledge And gasped when defeated he slipped off the edge And silence contagious in moments like these Consumed me and strengthened my will to appease The passion that sparked me one terrible night And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite So much better I said to myself And drawing quite close to the top of the shelf I struggled with destiny upon the ledge And gasped when defeated he slipped off the edge And silence contagious in moments like these Consume me and strengthen my will to appease The passion that sparked me one terrible night (And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite) The passion that sparked me one terrible night (And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite) The passion that sparked me one terrible night (And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite) The passion that sparked me one terrible night (And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite) The passion that sparked me one terrible night (And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite) |
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from Phish - Rift (2004)
If time were only part of the equation
Then you could draw the bound'ries of our cage You wouldn't pile another stone upon me And I'd be happy just to watch you age But everything is in its own dominion And waiting in the shallows as I do Appeases me as water slowly trickles out Which isn't nearly fast enough for you It isn't nearly fast enough for you It isn't nearly fast enough for you Its what I was afraid of I stumble into view But it isn't nearly fast enough for you It isn't nearly fast enough for you |
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from Phish - Rift (2004)
When you're here I sleep lengthwise.
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from Phish - Rift (2004)
The overhead view is of me in a maze
And you see what I'm hunting a few steps away And I take a wrong turn and I'm on the wrong path And the people all watching enjoy a good laugh Embarrassed with failure, I try to reverse The course that my tread had already traversed So doing the trauma engulfing my dream Invaded through what was an unguarded seam The torrent of helplessness swept me away To the cavern of shame and the hall of dismay Inside me a voice was repeating this phrase: "You've lost it, you'll never get out of this maze" You'll never get out of this maze (x7) |
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from Phish - Rift (2004)
The pressure builds, you buy a gift
You're hoping that your dread will lift It glitters on her like a glass You shudder as it comes to pass Apologize to Luce and Lil' Converse with Ed, a drive with Jill Your friends confine you in their worlds One by one, a string of pearls Confuse you say, this isn't me You hover in their unity Ashamed, you slowly lose your grasp Release the links, undo the clasp The skin that drips down from the tree And peels back slowly from your knee Erupts into your lung and heart You laugh and laughing, fall apart Laugh and laughing, fall apart(x28) Laugh and Laughing fall apart(x14) |
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from Phish - Rift (2004)
Rhine wine, Car horn
Now that you've deceived me, and played my name around And hung those nasty flyers, on all the buildings in town Dribbled my possessions in a ring around the earth And bought and sold my self-control for less than it was worth Now I know the reason that I'm feeling so forlorn I'll pick you up at eight as usual, listen for my horn Rhine wine, Car Horn |
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from Phish - Rift (2004)
We're bobbing on the surface
and the shadow glides below They say she feels my heartbeat Oh..But how I'll never know That it's the ocean flowing in our veins Oh..That it's the salt that's in our tears Oh..'Cause we could have come so very far Oh..In at least as many years! Take the highway through the Great Divide (x2) I'm building you a pyramid With limestone blocks so large I drag them from the mountain top You'll need a two car garage And it's the ocean flowing in our veins Oh..That it's the salt that's in our tears Oh..Cause we could have come so very far Oh..In at least as many years Take the highway through the Great Divide x2 Cause it's the ocean flowing in our veins Oh..That it's the salt that's in our tears Oh..Cause we could have come so very far Oh..In at least as many years Take the highway through the Great Divide |
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from Phish - Rift (2004)
My friend my friend, He's got a knife
A statement from his former life When he was easy but alone Beside him was an empty throne But what of silver silken blade Afixed his gaze, His features stayed Grasps the handle, Clips the cable One steps up, Sits at his table My friend my friend, He's got a knife My friend my friend, He's got a wife My friend my friend, A clever ruse Persuasion through his thoughts peruse A hidden relic from his past That wasnt there when he looked last He feels it ticking like a bomb Feeding fear, Assaulting calm Takes the object, Starts the game Moves it closer to the flame My friend my friend, A clever ruse My friend my friend, He lights the fuse Chours My friend my friend, He's got a knife(x20) Mife (Laugh for 3 seconds) |
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from Phish - Rift (2004)
I'd like to cut your head off so I could weigh it, what do ya say?
Five pounds, six, pounds, seven pounds I'd like to go to your house and gather all your razors and pick all the little prickly hairs so I can weigh them, what do ya say? Five pounds, six pounds, seven pounds I'd like to gather all your friends and squish them all into a small swimming pool so I can weigh them, what do ya say? Five pounds, six pounds, seven pounds Why weigh on a sunny day? So much to do so why, why weigh? On a sunny day, why wei-igh-hey? Why weigh, why weigh? I'd like to hear my options, so I can weigh them, what do ya say? Five pounds, six pounds, seven pounds Why weigh on a sunny day? So much to do, so why, why weigh? On a sunny day, why wei-gh-hey? Why Oh Why(x11) Why weigh? |
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from Phish - Rift (2004)
The old man knows very well
Going down by the snowbank, there's a mound A mound that an old man knows good Look who raises his shoe all over this mound Right over the world that's another rewind And it's time, time, time for the last rewind For a broken old man and a world unkind He buried all his memories of home In an icy clump that lies beneath the ground No one knows how far he traveled Oh! I heard he walked miles from the little mound Can he find some balls on his chin? He doesn't know to behold what the cold frost can do And at last till he realized he'd circled back around Round a back circle, round a back realized Ice is all he was made of The bitter blue balls, and frozen through He went over to the mound Reclining down his final thoughts Trey is a Jedi Were drifting to the time this life had shined |
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from Phish - Rift (2004)
I press on the elastic sheet, I'm breathing through a slice
'Are they worms or are the serpents?' bubbles through the ice The source was quite invisible, the ever-present voice While skating, both legs tracing different shapes, I made my choice Mimicking the image in whose radiance I bask I'm tied to him, or him to me, depending who you ask None the less reluctantly reflections tumble in I slide with all the other on the wrong side of the skin He's fallen on the ice, it cracks Will he plunge in and join me here? He meets my eyes, to my surprise He laughs in full light of my frown My double wants to pull me down Slipping on the friction slide, my skin peels to the bone The flesh I leave behind, is something that is not my own I beg my mirror image for a moment with my soul He's leaning back, time to attack, it's me who's in control And every move I make he's got a hand up just in time He's throwing several punches, and he's blocking most of mine Defeated now I sulk and squirm in mud with frozen mice Waiting, calculating till next he ventures on the ice |
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from Phish - Rift (2004)
It's time I sling the baskets off this overburdened horse,
sink my toes into the sand and set a different course, because if I were here and you were there, I'd meet you in between and not until my dying day confess what i have seen. |
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from Phish - Rift (2004)
My glance is always darting, when I stroll the avenue
Avoiding all the obstacles that terrorize my view If you are here with me, I trust you to lead the way When you're not I follow you, and always go astray Silent in the morning Suspended in the trees Lunch time comes you've found your voice It brings me to my knees The volume just increases The resounding echoes grow Till once again I bask in morning stillness, I love so The target that I shoot for seems to move with every breath I tighten all my arteries and make one last request Divine creation hears me, and he squashes me with fear I think that this exact thing happened to me, just last year Silent in the morning You found your voice that brings me to Silent in the morning You found your voice that brings me to Silent in the morning You found your voice that brings me to my knees I will not dismiss you, shelter you, speak with you Smile at you, trust in me, Not to brush you off, and I agree |
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from Phish - Slip, Stitch & Pass (2004)
Think of London - small city
Dark - dark in the daytime People sleep - sleep in the daytime If they want to - if they want to I'm checkin' 'em out I'm checkin' 'em out I've got it figured out I've got it figured out There's some good points - some bad points But it all works out - I'm just a little freaked out Find your city - Find yourself a city to live in I will find a city - Find yourself a city to live in A lot of bridges in Birmingham A lot of ghosts - and a lot of houses Look over there - dry ice factory Good place to get some thinking done I'm checkin' 'em out I'm checkin' 'em out I've got it figured out I'm the one who got it figured out There's some good points - some bad points Find your city - Find yourself a city to live in I will find a city - Find yourself a city to live in Did I forget to mention - Forget to mention Memphish Home of Elvis and the ancient Greeks Do I smell - I smell home cooking It's only the river - it's only the river I'm checkin' 'em out I'm checkin' 'em out I've got it figured out I've got it figured out There's some good points - some bad points Are those things real? Denied! Find your city - Find yourself a city to live in I will find a city - Find yourself a city to live in I will find a city - Find yourself a city to live in I will find a city Find yourself a city to live in |
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from Phish - Slip, Stitch & Pass (2004)
Well many years ago now I really can't be sure
That's when it all began then I heard that knock upon my door And the wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother Came down on me The telephone was ringing, that's when I handed it to Liz She said, "This isn't who it would be if it wasn't who it is" It's the wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother Comin' down on me So I might be on a side street or a stairway to the stars I hear the high pitched cavitation of propellers from afar It's the wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother Comin' down on me So with meaningless excitement and smooth atonal sound It's like a cross between a hurricane and a ship that's run aground It's the wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother Comin' down on - comin' down on me The wolfman's brother, the wolfman's brother Comin' down on me Surely took more than he gave (repeats |
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from Phish - Slip, Stitch & Pass (2004)
(Billy F. Gibbons/Joe Michael Hill/Frank Lee Beard)Jesus left Chicago
And he headed down to New Orleans Jesus left Chicago And he headed down to New Orleans Hey hey Workin' from one end to the other And all points in between Took a drive through Mississippi Muddy water turned to wine Took a drive through Mississippi Muddy water turned to wine Hey hey Went out to California Through the points and through the pines You might not see him in person But he'll see you just the same Might not see him in person But he'll see you just the same Hey hey Don't have to worry about nothin' 'Cuz takin' care of business is His name Jesus left Chicago And he headed down to New Orleans Jesus left Chicago And he headed down to New Orleans Hey hey Workin' from one end to the other And all points in between Thanks everyone! This is a very cool room, I don't know how many of you Were here last time, but...it's good to be back What's that? Sounds good, Mike!! Sounds great, Mike!!! Thank you man! Thank you.. OK.... Mike? He likes the way it sounds! I know! |
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from Phish - Slip, Stitch & Pass (2004)
I'd like to cut your head off so I could weigh it, what do ya say?
Five pounds, six, pounds, seven pounds I'd like to go to your house and gather all your razors and pick all the little prickly hairs so I can weigh them, what do ya say? Five pounds, six pounds, seven pounds I'd like to gather all your friends and squish them all into a small swimming pool so I can weigh them, what do ya say? Five pounds, six pounds, seven pounds Why weigh on a sunny day? So much to do so why, why weigh? On a sunny day, why wei-igh-hey? Why weigh, why weigh? I'd like to hear my options, so I can weigh them, what do ya say? Five pounds, six pounds, seven pounds Why weigh on a sunny day? So much to do, so why, why weigh? On a sunny day, why wei-gh-hey? Why Oh Why(x11) Why weigh? |
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from Phish - Slip, Stitch & Pass (2004)
Trapped in time and I don't know what to do
These friends of mine, I can see right through You don't gotta tell me I don't gotta move 'Cuz I'm sittin' back here sharin' in the groove Me no are no nice guy (me no are no nice guy) Me no are no nice guy (me no are no nice guy) Me no are no nice guy (me no are no nice guy) I walk through the hallways inside my mind I chase the backbeat from behind Big dude in the doorway was blockin' my way He reached to grab me and this is what he said Me no are no nice guy (me no are no nice guy) Me no are no nice guy (me no are no nice guy) Me no are no nice guy (me no are no nice guy) This is the end My only friend, the end Indians lying on dawn's highway bleeding Ghosts in the young child's fragile ... mind Aahhhhhhhh! Careful with that axe, Eugene Mother Careful with that axe, Eugene Aahhhhhhhh!!!!! |
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from Phish - Slip, Stitch & Pass (2004)
Throughout the night when there's no direct light and a thin veil of clouds keeps the stars out of sight I can smell the colors outside on my lawn The moist green organic that my feet tread upon And the black oleander surrounded by blues I'm soon overwhelmed by olfactory hues Bouncing Around the Room The woman was a dream I had though rather hard to keep For when my eyes were watching hers, they closed, and I was still asleep. For when my hand was holding hers, she whispered words and I awoke And faintly bouncing around the room the echo of whomever spoke I awoke and faintly bouncing round the room the echo of whomever spoke. The place I saw was far beneath the surface of the sea My sight was poor but I was sure the sirens sang their songs for me They dance above me as I sink I see them through a crystal haze And hear them bouncing round the room the never ending coral maze That time and once again I'm bouncing around the room. |
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from Phish - Slip, Stitch & Pass (2004)
He walked on down the hall
Walked on down the hall He said "mother" "Father, I want to kill you" "Mother I want to cook you breakfest I want to cook you breakfest, mother Mother, I wanna cook you breakfest Then I wanna, I wanna borrow the car Then I wanna borrow the car Then I wanna" Trying to make a woman match your moves And I'm sharing in the weekapaug groove Trying to make a woman match your moves And I'm sharing in the weekapaug groove Trying to make a woman match your moves And I'm sharing in the weekapaug groove |
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from Phish - Slip, Stitch & Pass (2004)
Hello my baby, hello my honey
Hello my ragtime, summertime gal Send me a kiss by wire, by wire Baby, my heart's on fire, on fire If you refuse me, honey, you lose me And you'll be left alone, oh baby Telephone, and tell me, tell me Tell me I'm your very own, ohhhh Hello my baby, hello my honey Hello my ragtime, summertime gal Send me a kiss by wire, by wire Baby, my heart's on fire, on fire If you refuse me, honey, you lose me Then you'll be left alone, oh baby Telephone, and tell me, tell me Tell me I'm your very own Tell me that I'm your own |
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from Phish - Slip, Stitch & Pass (2004)
I'm up and I can take what you give
And I'm here but I don't want you to live with me 'Cause all I want is a taste for free I'm down and I will drag you along and around Until you burst into song and unwind And leave your new life behind for a while Cause I can see through the lines Cause I can see through the lines I'm down and I will drag you along and around Until you burst into song and unwind And leave your new life behind for a while I'm out and I will stay here alone and without Someone controlled by the phone and TV 'Cause what it's doing to me is fine Cause I can see through the lines Cause I can see through the lines Oooh oooh Step into space Oooh oooh Alter my place Oooh oooh That someone else made Why I have stayed Into things I could be Or if I could see Into fog that surrounds And pins me to the ground I can see through the lines I can see through the lines I can see through the lines I can see through the lines |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
Well many years ago now I really can't be sure
That's when it all began then I heard that knock upon my door And the wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother Came down on me The telephone was ringing, that's when I handed it to Liz She said, "This isn't who it would be if it wasn't who it is" It's the wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother Comin' down on me So I might be on a side street or a stairway to the stars I hear the high pitched cavitation of propellers from afar It's the wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother Comin' down on me So with meaningless excitement and smooth atonal sound It's like a cross between a hurricane and a ship that's run aground It's the wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother The wolfman's brother Comin' down on - comin' down on me The wolfman's brother, the wolfman's brother Comin' down on me Surely took more than he gave (repeats |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
Listen as she speaks to you
hear the voices flutter through the barriers arranged by you. Close the shutters draw the shades Filter out the everglades Glistening with evening dew Thunder calls through waterfalls Rising tide and ocean walls I can hear you when you sigh Listen as she speaks to you Hear the voices flutter through watch them and let them lie I can hear you when you sigh Through the water in the sky. Thunder calls through waterfalls Rising tide and ocean walls I can hear you when you sigh Listen as she speaks to you Hear the voices flutter through Through the water in the sky. Through the water in the sky. Through the water in the sky. |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
Guyute was the ugly pig
who walked on me and danced a jig that he had learned when he was six then stopped and did some other tricks like pulling weapons from his coat and holding them against my throat he lectured me in a language strange and scampered quickly out of range I'm bouncing like a newborn elf I can't remain inside myself Guyute glances in my eyes and manages to hypnotize me as I sleep the sleep of death he suck from me my only breath that I had breathed since I was ten I hope this happens once again |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
Rhine wine, Car horn
Now that you've deceived me, and played my name around And hung those nasty flyers, on all the buildings in town Dribbled my possessions in a ring around the earth And bought and sold my self-control for less than it was worth Now I know the reason that I'm feeling so forlorn I'll pick you up at eight as usual, listen for my horn Rhine wine, Car Horn |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
Come stumble my mirth beaten worker
I'm Jezmund the family berzerker I'm bought for the price of a flagon of rice The wind buffs the cabin You speak of your life Or more willingly Locust the Lurker Confuse what you can of the ending And revise your despise so impending 'Cause I soak on the wrath That you didn't quite mask I'm getting it clearly through alternate paths Or mixed in with the signal you're sending But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone Can't this wait till im old? Can't I live while I'm young? But no peace for Jezmund tonight I plug the distress tube up tight And watch what I say as it flutters away And all this emotion is kept harmless at bay Not to educate somebody's fright But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone Can't this wait till im old? Can't I live while I'm young? |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
If you're just staring at your walls
Observing echoing footfalls From tenants wandering distant halls Then this one is for you If children playing all around To you is noise not pleasant sound And you'd be lost on the playground Then this one is for you All alone the life you lead A silent diner where you feed You bow your head pretend to read Then this one if for you Slip past strangers in the street There's no one that you care to meet Longing for your TV seat this one is for you If you're just staring at your walls If you're just staring at your walls And this one is for you If you're just staring at your walls If you're just staring at your walls And this one is for you this one is for you this one is for you this one is for you..... |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
The circus is the place for me with bears
and clowns and noise I love the shiny music that descends from overhead Gordon knew the moment when the stars all turned around But from that vantage point I frowned If life were easy and not so fast I wouldn't think about the past. I can't forget to turn the earth so both sides get their share of darkness and of light So now I wander over grounds of light and heat and sound and mist provoking dreams that don't exist A circus of light where dreams can take flight In the peacefulness dreaming dreams brings If life were easy and not so fast I wouldn't think about the past.... |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
It's easy sometimes when you just coast along
But like it or not something always seems to go wrong Sometimes people build you up just so they can knock you down Sometimes they will have you there 'cause they need someone around Perhaps you'll receive invitations for tea or perhaps you will laugh and you will make them all smile Or maybe you'll join them 'cause it had to be Perhaps you'll forget you forgot for a while Birds of a feather are flocking outside like whippets they dance in a curly-queue dance of pulses and ringing and campfire chants of ritual drumming although at first glance you thought you could run but you won't take a chance it's not an experience if they can't bring someone along they hang on emotions they bottle inside they peck at the ground and they strut out of stride Birds of a feather are flocking outside |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
I'm the man on the mountain, come on up
I'm the plowman in the valley with a face full of mud Yes, I'm stumbling and I know my car won't start Yes, I'm fumbling and I know I play a bad guitar Give me little drink from your loving cup Just one drink and I'll fall down drunk I'm the man who walks the hillside in the sweet summer sun I'm the man that brings you roses when you ain't got none Yes, I can run and jump and fish, but I won't fight You if you want to push and pull with me all night Give me little drink from your loving cup Just one drink and I'll fall down drunk I feel so humble with you tonight, just sitting in front of the fire See your face shining in the flame, feel your mouth kissing me again What a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz What a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz Oh, what a beautiful buzz, what a beautiful buzz Yes I am nitty gritty and my shirt's all torn But I would love to spill the beans with you till dawn Give me little drink from your loving cup Just one drink and I'll fall down drunk |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
The shoulder that I leaned on was carved out of stone
But when I'm done freezing I want to be alone Never want my hand cut off Never want a hacking cough Never need a cliffside push Never turn my brain to mush Always give me what I lack Always take the best parts back Always recognize your fate Always just a moment late Left is where I always turn Left is how I'm forced to learn Left the route my walking takes Left alone with my mistakes Up against a person who Up 'til now I never knew Up from hell the answer blew Up and down it's up to you. Drop me off the chinese wall and peel my fingers off the rim I come unglued while in mid-air and land to reform limb by limb And I am taken far away.... Lingering slowly and melting away Tossed with the salad and baled with the hay Pooling like water that drips from above Trampled by lambs and pecked by the dove Drop me off the chinese wall and peel my fingers off the rim I come unglued while in mid-air and land to reform limb by limb |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
We've got it simple
Cause we've got a band And we've got cymbals in the band We've got it simple Cause we've got a band And we've got cymbals in the band What is a band without cymbals? Ooh ooh cymbals are grand We've got a saxophone Cause we've got a band And we've got a saxophone in the band We've got a saxophone Cause we've got a band And we've got saxophone in the band What is a band without saxophone Ooh ooh saxophone is grand Cymbals and saxophones Saxophones and cymbals (2x) We've got Be-bop Cause we've got a band And we play Be-bop in the band We've got skyscraper And it sings a pretty tune Every band needs skyscraper too What is a band without skyscraper Ooh ooh skyscraper is grand Sim-Bop & Be-Bophone Sky-Balls & Sax-Scraper |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
Won't you step into the freezer
Seize her with a tweezer Won't you step into the freezer Tease her with a tweezer It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold Won't you step into the freezer Please her with a tweezer Won't you step into the freezer Please her with a tweezer It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold Look who's in the freezer Uncle Ebenezer |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
Won't you step into the freezer
Seize her with a tweezer Won't you step into the freezer Tease her with a tweezer It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold Won't you step into the freezer Please her with a tweezer Won't you step into the freezer Please her with a tweezer It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold It's gonna be cold cold cold cold cold Look who's in the freezer Uncle Ebenezer |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
I'm floating in the blimp a lot
I feel the feeling I forgot of swimming weightless in the womb or bouncing gently 'round the room In a minute I’ll be free and you’ll be splashing in the sea I feel no curiosity I see the path ahead of me in a minute I'll be free and you'll be splashing in the sea we'll hear a tiny cry as the ship goes sliding by free free I'm floating in the blimp a lot I feel the feeling I forgot I'm floating in the blimp a lot I feel the feeling I forgot free... |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
I am a prince I have it all
I hear your footsteps through the wall I wait in silence for your call then take a shot and watch you fall I am a ghost but I cannot fly I'm stuck here as the years slide by I need a resting place 'cause I already felt my body die if I had a host of ghosts living on my street I'd jive and strive to stay alive and offer them some meat I need a different life I think perhaps I'd be the missing link and treasure moments as I drink away the memories let the sink |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
Harry! Harry! Where do you go when the lights go out (3x)
Harry! Harry! Where do you go? Thank you Mr. Miner (5x) Thank you Mr. Hood I can feel good (I feel good) about Hood! (4x) You can feel GOOD! |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
Oh out near Stonehenge, I lived alone
Oh out near Gamehendge, I chafed a bone Wilson, King of Prussia, I lay this hate on you Wilson, Duke of Lizards I beg it all trune for you Talk my duke a mountain, Helping Friendly Book In as far as fiefdom, I think you bad crook Wilson, King of Prussia, I lay this hate on you Wilson, Duke of Lizards I beg it all trune for you I talked to Mike Christian, Rog and Pete the same When we had that meeting, over down near Game(hendge) Wilson, King of Prussia, I lay this hate on you Wilson, Duke of Lizards I beg it all trune for you You got me back thinkin' that you're the worst one I must inquire, Wilson Can you still have fun? Wilson Can you still have fun? Wilson Can you still have fun? Wilson |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
Won't you step into the freezer?
Won't you step into the freezer? Won't you step into the freezer? Won't you step into the freezer? |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
Brett is in the bathtub making soup for the ambassadors And I am in the hallway singing to the troubadours The kings are all lined up outside the gate And the autumn bells are ringing but they'll just have to wait Where is the joker? Have you seen him around With his three coned cap that he wears like a clown? Have you seen his stripped stockings and heard his sad tale About the kids under the carpet and the purple humpbacked whales? Here come the ambassadors, they show up one by one Brett is tasting all the soup to see if it is done Wendy's on the windowsill waiting to be let in And we're all in the bathtub now making bathtub gin The kings storm the hallway they've climbed up through the gate they didn't mean to be impolite but they just couldn't wait Here comes the joker with his silly grin He carries a martini made of bathtub gin Here comes the joker we all must laugh Cause we're all in this together, and we love to take a bath. |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 18 [live] (2005)
Sunrise over the turquoise mountains
Messenger birds in sight They came up through the valley Both sides at a time Through the cold steady rain Raid! I bend down Poke a double decker on a llama Taboot Llama, taboot taboot Trigger a blastoplast, ramshackle laker recedes I start to run It was the loudest thing I'd ever heard And I knew my time had come To enter the delta Leave it on press Depress, depress Llama, taboot, taboot Leave it on press Depress, depress Llama, taboot, taboot Leave it on press Depress, depress Llama, taboot, taboot Leave it on press Depress, depress Llama, taboot, taboot Leave it on press Depress, depress Llama, taboot, taboot Leave it on press Depress, depress Llama, taboot, taboot Llama, taboot, taboot Llama, taboot, taboot Taboot, taboot Taboot, taboot Taboot |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 18 [live] (2005)
Rhine wine, Car horn
Now that you've deceived me, and played my name around And hung those nasty flyers, on all the buildings in town Dribbled my possessions in a ring around the earth And bought and sold my self-control for less than it was worth Now I know the reason that I'm feeling so forlorn I'll pick you up at eight as usual, listen for my horn Rhine wine, Car Horn |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 18 [live] (2005)
Ahhh!
Divided sky, the wind blows high (The divided sky chant is part of an ancient ritual dating back to the pre-Wilson years of She purity in Gamehendge. After listening to the sacred sounds for a sloping lawn, three chosen subjects eat a special root collected at the base of the enormous mountain that rises in the center of the forest. The root is believed to contain the spirit of Icculus, who lives at the top of the mountain. After eating the root, they venture into a vast field at sundown. The field is deep green, and stretches as far as the eye can see in all directions. In the center of the field stands an enormous black rhombus. They climb the rhombus and begin to sing, paying homage to the gods of the night sky.) |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 18 [live] (2005)
The old man knows very well
Going down by the snowbank, there's a mound A mound that an old man knows good Look who raises his shoe all over this mound Right over the world that's another rewind And it's time, time, time for the last rewind For a broken old man and a world unkind He buried all his memories of home In an icy clump that lies beneath the ground No one knows how far he traveled Oh! I heard he walked miles from the little mound Can he find some balls on his chin? He doesn't know to behold what the cold frost can do And at last till he realized he'd circled back around Round a back circle, round a back realized Ice is all he was made of The bitter blue balls, and frozen through He went over to the mound Reclining down his final thoughts Trey is a Jedi Were drifting to the time this life had shined |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 18 [live] (2005)
If time were only part of the equation
Then you could draw the bound'ries of our cage You wouldn't pile another stone upon me And I'd be happy just to watch you age But everything is in its own dominion And waiting in the shallows as I do Appeases me as water slowly trickles out Which isn't nearly fast enough for you It isn't nearly fast enough for you It isn't nearly fast enough for you Its what I was afraid of I stumble into view But it isn't nearly fast enough for you It isn't nearly fast enough for you |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 18 [live] (2005)
Kitty Malone sat on a mule
Was riding in style When suddenly, like the sound of a buzzard's breaking Kity felt laser beams being fired at her head She said, "I hate laser beams And you never done see me askin' For a UFO In Tomahawk County" Well she kicked the mule And it walked the path And the aliens fired from behind Till she stopped the mule And she kicked the rump And the big old mule took a big old dump Scent of a mule, you better watch out where you go Take your laser beams away Scent of a mule, you better watch out where you go You better stop that laser game Or you'll smell my mule She felt the fire against her neck And it saddened her to feel it burn When suddenly, like the sound of a breeding Holstein Kitty said, "Stop, we ain't lookin' for fightin' In Tomahawk County." A little guy from the UFO Came on out and said his name was Joe She said, "Come on over for some lemonade Just follow me now with the whole brigade" Chorus They walked into her cabin shack They had never seen a southern home And they liked it, better than their UFO They liked it, they really liked it They said, "Here's a place of elegance Here we shower ourselves in lightness" Chorus |
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