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Moon and Dirt
05:18
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When moon went to sleep with dirt
Well she sullied herself in his bed
Sky near by had to lower his eyes
So that worlds could cry, so that worlds could cry
The humility we failed to tend
Has swollen the dam, dammed this flow
Oh the havoc reveals the veil
A shroud for a wreck, now you've sullied yourself
Its an all time record breaking low
And it's met with an impasse
Our skies to climb, to smile
Or bestow favours, now you've bitten the hand
Lowered the bar, a wreck for a shroud
Now you sullied yourself, now you've sullied yourself
You have sullied yourself
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Care Not
05:36
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Can't stand up in the cage you're in, or spread your winga
Shoes you used to choose have outgrown your needs
Straining at the chain, fanning the flame
Someone put a seed in your feeder
But you care not for the wind
For all that it carried away
Oh you love the cave your in, there's a peace that it brings
Staring at the past, there's a peace that it brings
Sealing up the skin on your coloured lenses
Someone's thrown a bone of contention
You can't stand the sight of yourself for some kind of truth
Little Miss Sweets bears her teeth, the happy recluse
Stoking up the stove, talking with the shades
Someone burnt a whole in your theory
But you care not for the wind
For all that it carried away
And you care not for the waves
For all they have carried
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Bukowskian
04:59
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Giving in, giving in to the here and now
Sounding out Bukowskian lines
With the habit raised high over your head
Can you see above the horizon
I'll travel light again and put on something warm
With a longing to forget everything coming for ya
Are you feeling Bukowskian?
Invite the bear to come out from hiding
No job, no money, but he's free
Not to think, but then to think too hard
And all the while the body moves into disrepair
With a longing to forget everything coming for ya
And I'll pay for the dress and your cigarettes
I'll put on something vaguely clean, and that record so suggestive
Everything shakes to the needle
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Hercules Hands
05:12
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What's news for you, oh yeah, besides the glove
What's weighing you and your Herculean heals, what's weighing you
The dog that you left has set itself free, it's three coloured chains a flyin'
Set free from your Herculean will, what's new, set free
And if you'd like to take your turn at turning the world, feel free
For Atlas said he'd be relieved if you could take your turn
At turning the world with your Herculean hands, and your Herculean will
What's new, oh yeah
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Black or the Red
04:33
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Which one will you choose the black or the red?
Whether you will or will not stay is anyone's guess
What has brought you to my door in your black and red dress?
Which one will you choose the black or the red?
Whether you will or will not serve, or serve to give
Whether you stand and fight, or run
Why'd you kiss the Blarney Stone then curse the word?
Cut your cajoling tongue, let's piss on the world
Whether you will or will ignore, who can guess?
Whether we even out what's odd, who can tell?
Why'd you leave me standing here in your black and red dress?
Which one will you choose, the black or the red?
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Please don't ask me
03:52
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Please don't ask me, I've just been hanging around
Do you think you can see what's taken hold?
Do you suppose you got to know me
Or at least took a look through the hole in the ceiling?
That's how I'm lowered over you kneeling
I wouldn't beg you to just keep hanging around
I wouldn't assume to have any hold
And if you'll forgive the deciduous smile
The posthumous longing
The stains on the ceiling form in the hours I hear you breathing
You can ask me to let you down
Through a hole in my feelings I let you down
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Worried Sea
04:07
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How full the barrow
How furrowed your brow
Living it up by yourself
In your private world
Hanging about with the angels
Makes you hard to find
You followed the fish
Up and down the furrowed sea
You followed the prow
Up and down the worried sea
And shallow are the shadows
And long are there teeth
Living it down in a paper shell
Catching your breath
Consorting with the lions
Eating their pride
You follow these thoughts
Up and down the furrowed brow
You followed the prow
Up and down the worried sea
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