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NO IMAGE SLAVE
04:39
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sailing to the edge of the pyramid
that is the end of the highway
for everyone everywhere
you can be good you can be bad
but how to do they exist outside of your head
outside of your head
in an image making images
you are an image making images
no slave to no images slave away
weaving a basket
fill it up with plastic
try so hard forget about it
but there is no relief for the home planet
nobody deserves this gift to breathe
no one left to leave
float to the top of the aquarium that is the shape you take
when you attempt escape escape
fall out of pace into piano keys
made of time made of space
a playing fake
in an image making images
you are an image making images
no slave to no images slave away
weaving a basket
fill it up with plastic
try so hard forget about it
but there is no relief for the home planet
nobody deserves this gift to breathe
no one left to leave
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2. |
JACKALOPE ZERO
02:47
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I went speeding with the windows down
shot myself right out of that old southern town
across the smokey sunset of tennessee
sleeping naked in a horse-field never felt so free
I went dancing with no one you know
out in tornado alley ohio
landed in a greasy diner just outside chicago
I'm lost in your eyes beneath the neon sign glow
decapitated head of the elusive Jackalope
I swallow the dice
lost my watch in the casino
gave the scorpion some liquor
cuz my favorite number is zero
my favorite number is zero
my favorite number is
fall into a dreamland at a truck stop motel
wake up and realize she stole your money but your heart as well
so wisconsin minnesota your big blue green forever
the dirt muscle roads wrestle us westward
until the sun's slipping into her long slow hug
on the shoulders of our ancestors time and blood
pull off the highway, take in this embrace
one last look babe, before my memory is erased
I swallow the dice
lost my watch in the casino
gave the scorpion some liquor
cuz my favorite number is zero
my favorite number is zero
my favorite number is
last time I saw you more than twenty million years ago
standing there with that desert storm in your eyes
at that airport out in Reno
and I've been speeding nowhere
just hanging all around
like that Jackalope who lost his head
I'm a rumor going from town to town
I swallow the dice
lost my watch in the casino
gave the scorpion some liquor
cuz my favorite number is zero
my favorite number is zero
my favorite number is
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3. |
VENTRILOQUIST
02:37
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there's a dollhouse floating inside a cosmic egg
that will hatch all the storytelling insects
and these orphan babies go completely crazy in the catacombs
of trash city...
and I'm trying to forget every belief start my scratch with new beginnings
as I dig another grave
with my bare hands
cut out my own tongue
burn the evidence
my killer hides in plain sight
by remote control drones through the sky
poison dart arrows turn the plan...
electric wires beneath jellyfish sands
SAY! is what you did what you really chose?
or will you prove to be just a sack of bones
will you stitch me up when I go broke
will you always be there when I'm alone...
I sense a shadow land where I ain't who I am
a helping hand for my manikin
a helping hand a helping hand
shed my skin
open my eyes
here again in another life
and the ventriloquist in the background
out of sight, out of mind
I sense a shadow land
where I ain't who I am
a helping hand for my manikin
a helping hand...
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4. |
HOURGLASS
03:43
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no matter how I try
I can't get you back
in the bottle
no matter how I die
I come back as someone
tomorrow
free dancing ladies swimming in the sea
shadows of times rolling by me
an owl silent sky, wolves needling thru the pines,
beach bunnies getting high
on the sand dune tide
the hourglass is sleeping on it's side
the island's all mine
leave behind
the hourglass is sleeping on it's side...
no matter how I try
I can't get you back
in the bottle
no matter how I die
I come back as someone
tomorrow
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5. |
DISAPPEAR LIKE THE SUN
03:28
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don't want no more reflection
don't want no more shadow
I don't want nothing
but pure moonlight
where the animals are dead dancing
there's pain in taking chances
I wonder if anyone gets used to
losing everything
but let's just disappear
like the sun into the sea my dear
let's go hit that open road
dead or alive
we'll meet again for sure
we did all this before
remember me
sweet sunshine
generate the power
get eaten by the hour
just to plant another memory in the stream of dreams
and there is a battle inside between the mercy and the crime
the tree of life and the womb
the heart the mind the space the time and the wound
but let's just disappear
like the sun into the sea my dear
let's go hit that open road
dead or alive
we'll meet again for sure
we did all this before
remember me
sweet sunshine
betray us with your cross
behind the sky we lost and burn us in our bed
with all you wanted but never really said
we are made of paper water
just melt into each other
with eyes tied to strings singing us this scene
but let's just disappear
like the sun into the sea my dear
let's go hit that open road
dead or alive
we'll meet again for sure
we did all this before
remember me
sweet sunshine
yeah ok we'll die
hey at least we try
I'm yours for all time
even if you ain't mine
cuz I know it's true
all I ever see or do
it's just my point of view
I'm always coming back around to you
but let's just disappear
like the sun into the sea my dear
let's go hit that open road
dead or alive
we'll meet again for sure
we did all this before
remember me
sweet sunshine
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6. |
THE SHAPING
03:39
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don't look too long
there is no time for my kind of loving song
there is the war
and all the reasons on your film of course
take that wooden horse back to the pyramids of mexico
as morning light beams beneath our door
finger puppet shadows dance across our floor
I can read your thoughts we need not speak at all
your footprints trail secret codes in the dust
spelling baby I just want to feel us cum once in our reflecting pool
I can taste you as the sun rises again above hollywood
where we are clear as ghosts in the cat eye dusk
roots to bloom on the lips of trust
I don't need eyes to see the language of your beauty
your salty eden body
there is a movie moving my conscious cup to overspill from making love
in a stone falling endlessly in my re-occuring never coming back healing dreams of your open back tiny black dress swallowing my inside out head as every thought in the loom is read by your venus trap inner pink lense transform me in the end of your milky way spin
cuz I was looking down every street ever cross eyed mermaid sea like some flesh bone wire battery sweet these snake skin walls of starlight coiling a voice just humming me into being
can you feel the angels hovering can you taste the blood in the wind
as the hurricane takes us to the shaping, the shaping, the shaping, the shaping...
do you remember when we met, in the jungle all naked and wet
that is the picture I kept in my head, kept alive by some man's heart all red and I'll feed it to you if it's the last thing that I do....
don't look too long
there is no time
for my kind of loving song
there is the war
and all the reasons on your film
of course
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7. |
LIFE JACKETS
03:22
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the mediterranean sea does not really exist for me
the mediterranean blue only exists for you
life jackets
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8. |
RAIN BARREL
04:37
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don't lose yer mind
ya might forget who you are
don't chase no trophies
babe this ain't nascar
and don't tell no secrets
and don't sugar coat yer lies
cuz I got yer number
there ain't no where to hide
don't count yer blessings
before ya sell off yer soul
you can always trust yer luck
when she says, yer in control
and don't make me repeat myself
but I will if I must
there ain't no seven deadly sins
no songs sex or drugs I ain't done
to lose the phantom
forgive your self first
I was stealing yer name
one year at a time
phantom drive
try and spell out yer life
but I'm kicking over the rain barrels
no mind if it rains all night
cuz I seen a cold flood collapse
in on yourself and I could never get the words right
until you took them right out of my mouth
do you remember how deep ya felt
when the music was always live
and we were dancing through hell
we been under a spell
we been under a spell
we been under a spell
under a spell
don't love yer mind
you might forget who you are
and don't chase no trophies
babe this ain't nascar
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9. |
YR EYES GOT GRAVITY
03:38
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of all who I ever dreamed to be
if I were you I would still be me
yer eyes got gravity
yer eyes got me
one plus one is zero plus two
mine are brown yers are blue
the leaves is green for in between
it's nice to see you to be seen
the glass is clear filled with air
fields for trees skin for hairs
the bees spill seeds the hands build chairs
we go where we want
don't fall free off the earth
cuz
yer eyes got gravity, yer eyes got me
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10. |
UNCERTAIN TEA
02:57
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because yer life is a stream
coming to you softly
an eyeball waterfall
a lighthouse above the dark ocean
how will you paint your disco walls with
letting go of all this
until yer naked as a spider in a jar
ready to jump in my heart
born under a wandering star she said
I dipped you in the sea cuz the moon was full say cheese
and would you believe
I'm a field mouse
but I play a musician on tv
television tv television..
go gracefully with uncertainty
but I'm blind, so blindfolded by my dream
go on gracefully with uncertain tv television
because yer life is a stream
coming to you softly
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