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Dog Gone in Deep Ellum
Just like a dog in heat
So cold out on these streets
All this urban trash
How did we (all) grow old so fast?
One's own flesh or form, so forlorn
No owners and no collars sworn
Mirrored and vain, (yet) powerful and profuse
Stained sometimes, (in moments) refrained and obtuse
Raptured like a blooming spring
Restrained by boundaries
Journeying on instinct
Beasts who refuse to sleep
So young, we know no maturity
So free, we know no end
Melded and molded for canine kind
Collateral damage design
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Lavos
02:57
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Lavos (formerly known as "Mot)
Wickedness breaks out of its shell
I'm welcomed to my own personal hell
In an effort to come undone
I splash a bit of evil in everyone
I eat the whispers of hopeful kids
Nothing good comes from selfish wishes
Hoggish ages range from zero to none
I welcome selflessness like I welcome the sun
It's a role that I cast myself in
Protective in the wake of din
I'm threading fates like linear sin
Preachy creatures, every single one
Death awaits even those who've won
Fleshly adversaries and empty nemeses
Orbit around human (and humane) redundancies
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Altruism
04:46
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Altruism
I conceive myself
I can see myself
I relive (as) myself
I concede myself
To nature again
I will live (once) again
From an old river
I emerge a giver
I shall plant these seeds
Keep it moving
The circle of rites
We, evolving
The ocean of life
We conceive ourselves
We release ourselves
On this bluegreen earth
From the warm water
A loving mother
Will thus walk the land
We create being
We scatter matter
The round world then stirs
It keeps turning
The cycle of time
We're unleashing
The future for life
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See a Girl in Tears
02:26
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See a Girl in Tears
Ordinary boy
Solitary joy
Living in suburbs
Impossible chance
A circumstance
Moving through summer
Then the image breaks
Fell from the arms of grace
I felt that it was weird
To see a girl in tears
Then/If under attack
In the cul-de-sac
Sitting in the street
Where/Then the heart races
Removing the spaces
Where two lovers meet
And the image breaks
Fell from the arms of grace
I felt that it was weird
To see a girl in tears
Then the image breaks
I fell from the arms of grace
And felt that it was weird
To see a girl in
To see a girl in
To see a girl in tears
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The Fence
02:38
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The Fence
Always a question of other
Passive aggression of neighbors
Sensing derision and divide
Tree trunks and wood planks side-by-side
Sunbeams through leafy shades giving
Equal shares of mother earth living
Ignored by blindness and weakness
A telling trait in tough men’s bleakness
Underbrush will then harden
Weeds deracinate gardens
Pictures of alliums decay
To their quiet wives’ meek dismay
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To Infinitives and Lexicon
To photobooths and avenues
To clairvoyance and general annoyance
To relate relationships
To precision in circumcision
To confusion in pseudonyms
To the ghostly light of arrogance
To the potluck key to honeypots
To assume a love is already taken
And speaking of torture,
To all futurist meat
The questions of inferiority
To messages of messiahs
And temples built from bodies
From releasing the reel tapes
To ceasing unjust chase
From assaulting the solipsist
To guessing his hypothesis
To asexual aromantics
To automatic astronautics
From underwater pathos
To strutting upscale ethos
Et au sujet de fruit,
To all remaining berries
Bananas and palm trees
The end to sustained genes
A transition to coffee
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Last Beacon Home
04:33
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Last Beacon Home
Under low starlight
Between weakling shades
Jealousy of the moon
Burning for seven days
A long, low signal
Drifting through space
Alight by the fireflies
The journeyer's awake
A better machination
Severance in rations
Recalling freezing feelings
Chattering like quick lightning
Soap seeps in silver sleep
Cold dreams of earth stars
Dreamt by the lunar lunatic
In the back of the crescent car
A charioteer
Building planets without care
Marching up circular stairs
Pronouncing plans to nowhere
Technical technicolor techno
Shining from the rocket's window
It clasps another beacon's hand
Surging hope back into the stranded man
Wires fall from the stratosphere
Amidst the tones of the stratocaster
An anthem swelled as the victory shone
Finally saved by the last beacon home
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The Middle Passage
03:57
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Please don't turn away
When watching the souls of angels burn
Rest assured, you're insured
For what, I'm not too sure
They'll return, they're well versed
For that, I think I'm sure
The dainty creatures on strings
Measures they refused to learn
The morphing boundaries hurt / The moral quandaries hurt
Stepping outside lines
We're realizing a broader scheme
Making bisexual b-lines
Split in half at the hilt
If you want, I'll depart
Why not, if everyone is apart?
We were shattered from the start
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Wet Messages
03:47
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Kiss the cold ambulance
Kiss the old ambulance
Gray and listless
Grey and listless
Amateurs
Put it all in their reports
Choosing which missions to abort
Settling an old score
Pick and choose who to ignore
We befit the masses
When there's no taxes
We befit the masses
A personal catalyst
Strangers
Quieter somnolence
Red and perfect
Kissed the cold ambulance
Gray and listless
Oaths and wishes
Cults and occultists
Can't resist
Can't resist
We're not strangers anymore
We're amateurs no more
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The defiant
Reality versus ether
Weird things occur
In nature
Snowflakes
Surrounding snowglobes
In some woods, a white doe
So mature
Fractured light from the hearts of sad stars
Eclipse
Not remissed
Pale atmosphere
A girl insecure
Beached whales
Flippant ocean gales, two moons
Birds fall and flail
Seeking a cure
Fractured light from the hearts of sad stars
Past pictures
Empty memories
Breaking or completing trust
Following the whims of your best friend
Tornado
All mayhem follows
An end we all know
It was a strange way to go
Fractured light from the hearts of sad stars
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Mr. Porcupine
05:15
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Mr. Porcupine slinked through the field;
His observations served him well.
Mr. Porcupine slinked through the field;
His observations served him well.
The quill pig travels around.
His pathways appear rewound.
He looks, sniffs, and points upward;
His nature is one reversed/reserved.
Like the hedgehog, he bears a dilemma.
Mr. Porcupine slinked through the field;
His observations served him well.
Mr. Porcupine slinked through the field;
His observations served him well.
Where animals fear to tread,
Sir Dorsatum goes ahead.
Terse, taciturn, bovine-like,
Incorrigible, with spikes.
Like the hedgehog, he bears a dilemma.
Mr. Porcupine slinked through the field;
His observations served him well.
Mr. Porcupine slinked through the field;
His observations served him well.
Calligraphic footsteps, here.
The rest of them follow rear.
But the nomad road is long,
Reserved for the lonesome and strong.
Mr. Porcupine and his observations.
Mr. Porcupine and his observations.
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He made it easier to stay
In this unfamiliar place
He made it easier to stay
A better life (for me) to embrace
Why must we chase unhappiness?
Then our destiny changes
He made it easier to fight
His Wrong versus my right
He made it easier to fight
He still thinks he was right
Why must we choose unhappiness?
Let my destiny change me
Still, I suppose I owe him anyway
I met her and we met/made you, today
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Be Happy
03:37
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Be happy
You're loved
Be happy
My beloved
Four-year sojourn
They departed
From the group
They separated
It's Halloween
And she's scared
Not of monsters
But of me
Be happy
Be happy
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14. |
Mark Sandman Sleeps
03:39
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Gentleness of waves
Splashing through his hair
At the gates of dawn
He's standing right there
He talked of the night time
French fries and swimming
Sharks patrol the water
Goodness of morphine
Looking out so far
Orange-yellow sunset
Thinking about Sabine
How the two had met
Every song for girls
Dawna, Sheila, and Claire
Here are souvenirs
Honey White was here
Some green is growing
The cure for his pain
Yeah, he took some drugs
Then nothing was the same
That hot summer day
Middle of July
Things blistered gray
And we all said goodbye
Now we let him sleep
Sleeping for all time
Counting forty sheep
Think about his life
Mark Sandman sleeps
Mark Sandman sleeps
Mark Sandman sleeps
Mark Sandman sleeps
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Lesbian
04:08
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Blue and red,
Bleeding green.
Colorful hair,
I feel obscene
She's on my bed.
With a heavy head,
I love a lesbian.
The sorrow hits,
For I am a man
Who surrounds himself
With girls he can't have.
I want to cry
When she smirks and sighs
As a lesbian.
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Just like a dog in heat
So cold out on these streets
All this urban trash
How did we (all) grow old so fast?
One's own flesh or form, so forlorn
No owners and no collars sworn
Mirrored and vain, (yet) powerful and profuse
Stained sometimes, (in moments) refrained and obtuse
Raptured like a blooming spring
Restrained by boundaries
Journeying on instinct
Beasts who refuse to sleep
So young, we know no maturity
So free, we know no end
Melded and molded for canine kind
Collateral damage design
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