1. |
Lighthouse
03:30
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And the rain came out at night
Couldn't sleep alright
Stubborn glow from your window
Won't stay out of sight
Took some Bulleit over ice
To help dull the beam, so bright
You keep wonderin' if you'll come home this time
She got up and turned the lights out
She don't wanna be your lighthouse
Servants heart and seekers mind
Attracted to shine
Tried to lure you close though it was dangerous
You knew you'd find me at home
It's broken now and overgrown
She held up the lens and called out again for more time
But
You got up and pulled the blinds down
Don't think you could be her lighthouse
Oh
He sang of peppermint patty and a little boy blue
Clock is stuck on nine and 12
Constrained to think about who we have become over the years
And what we've been up to
Couldn't have stayed another day?
Instead you left us up and dry with no navigation
No warnin'
No nothin'
No communication
Choppy waters, rocky reefs
Ignored all signs, abandoned station
No fight for more
Sailed light offshore
It took some time to feel alright
But we sleep at night
The abandonment quit lingerin'
We're fine
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2. |
Flatland
02:19
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Mangroves in the sea
Citrus and bees
I must be in Flatland
Cypress knees
Gator eggs in green algae
Mushrooms helping decays trees
Smell of the rain, cut grass, salt
In the shade of a palm
I missed the flatlands that we called home
The shorelines sand-fleas
Waves breaking over me
But turn around and see what I thinks killin' me
Where did it go?
The land that I used to know
There's nothin' left but memory
Before the high rises
Buzzin' lights lit the sky and
Miles on miles of green bein' monetized by
Politician control
Companies with quarter rolls
I believe that we've been dealt a bad hand
Fuck
What's left of me
Went down with the trees you bulldozed
To make flatland.
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3. |
Melody Machine
02:56
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Do you think that airplanes see me
What the fuck do y'all care or think
Am I, am I, am I, am I still curious
Finding few or less the time for melody
Make it up as I go, feel me?
Take it in all of it, don't blink
Am I, am I, am I, am I a furious
Furious, maybe more or less the man I am machine
Oh if I could I would wish to know the most of everything
Makes me panic
Late to the game
Commit to learn namesake
Gain fame
Who's still sane
Shame
Split the arrow
Scared to care
I'll spit out shit pray something lands
Made by hand
No band but can stand
Suckin', feelin, really, fuckin, lame
Might be just the weather
The fast movin' clouds to cover in flat seconds
Where to, where to
Where do you think they all go?
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4. |
23
04:02
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Went out lookin' for myself in Georgia
My name didn't have a dime
Tossed the cell
Tried to ignore the calls
To reel me back into line
Wild she
Wanted free
Over rivers through the valley
I met Mother Moon, so bright
Fell upon my knees at the sight of her wholeness
On my New Years night
She said "Follow me, I will lead"
So I tripped and jumped and ran
As she showed me all around her land
"Hey Ma, I've been wonderin' what we're here for"
She said "Babe just take it in,
Seek gravity. It translates to clarity."
For the first time in a long time
I felt my feet on the ground
My heart open my head clear
I heard no more static sound
She finally found her freedom
It was only from herself
Blew the dust off my old book and then destroyed the goddamn shelf.
I choose
No more livin' in Aquarius moon blues.
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5. |
XXIV
03:33
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6. |
Grove
04:37
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Daydream
Weather so right
Notice no no how on earth could I
Smell of honey
Stop mid motion in here
I am in control aren't I
So lush
More than green
Focus on the blossoms dress the trees
Not here
Surely there
I'll find my peace a home oh please Take me
Take me
Take me
Take me
Take me
In the grove
I understood
I was to lead with love and good
Fertile am I
The great uncoil
I'm roots a stem
Fruit fresh ideas Arrived
Arrive
Arrive
Arrive
...
YEEEEAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOO :)
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