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on looseleaf with sharpie
don't take the splinter from my sun
it's reeled in lucky fish now the lord wants some
it tumbled down my trunk
and avalanched into my toes
i'd like to tumble collapse inside your arms
for nuts and sugar and fruits of fancy
come to the reprise of a seed
that inside you flies and lassos
all my wide eyed demons
we slept under the overpass
and then you fell out of my faulty grasp
the stones were hummin from easy jokes
and i was broken by cruel strokes
i'd like to tumble collapse inside your arms
for nuts and sugar and fruits of fancy
come to the reprise of a seed
that inside you flies and lassos
all my wide eyed demons
you live for dust and nothing else
propelled by green and all molten, smelt
i dreamed you a million rivers
all wombs of lotus
and mothers milk
i'd like to tumble collapse inside your arms
for nuts and sugar and fruits of fancy
come to the reprise of a seed
that inside you flies and lassos
all my wide eyed demons
like a laser you shot through my nose
and the moon it danced until it froze
it tumbled down my trunk
and avalanched into my toes
i'd like to tumble collapse inside your arms
for nuts and sugar and fruits of fancy
come to the reprise of a seed
that inside you flies and lassos
all my wide eyed demons
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the sun is the source
02:46
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the sun is the source
the sun is the source
the moon a frozen corpse
dancin all my days
but not for always
cause always is long
and never just as wrong
i promised in my younger days
never say 'i love you'
never use 'love' in a song
but never is long
and always just as wrong
yeah, never is long
and always just as wrong
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3. |
h.d. told me
03:21
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h.d. told me
there is no name for this
some ephemeral chorus
calling out your name
revel in the echoes
on the shore change goes on and on and on
repetition teaches form to all the beaches
borders yielding to time
now, h.d. told me
duty
and guilty
are deadly
and empty
ways to love and be
you could have me tarred and feathered
then cured and leathered
and you'd have your way
have me weighed and measured
then observe and treasure
all of my fading traits
now, h.d. told me
duty
and guilty
are deadly
and empty
ways to love and be
repetition teaches
form to all the beaches
borders yielding to time
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4. |
dropout
03:37
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dropout
can i stand up
if i have my wits about
i could
can i stand out
if all my blood
came pouring out
i would
can i drop out
yes, if i have
my specs in line
i'd take my leave of all that i perceive
all that i can receive
i would drop out
one day it will be that easy
can i keep up?
if all machines all came unplugged
can i look out?
if i have my stilts on right
i would
can i drop out?
yes, if i have
all that is mine
i'd leave it behind
all i need i'll find
or slowly loose my mind
i'd rather drop out
one day it will be that easy
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5. |
all is fine, all is well
02:47
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all is fine, all is well
all is fine, all is well
out of line and your cell
on the make and off the cuff
out of doors and in the buff
up in arms and down to fate
notch your belt and clear your plate
out of sync and in your bed
love the living, trust the dead
from the grave to the tee
fill your cup to drain the sea
around about and through the woods
give a shot and get the goods
chew the fat and shit the bites
birth a bitch and kill the lights
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6. |
charon's listing lament
02:09
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mama did that
05:55
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heads and tails
04:52
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heads and tails
oh, what a great surprise
that light does some magic to your eyes
starlight lumination
a jar of captured fireflies
take my bed and i'll lay here
right by you on the floor
the trees might whisper
the wind may unlatch the front door
your dogs are barkin
belly caterwauling
take a load off
drink with me
all my angels
all my devils
sleep together
heads and tails always
the sky is flashin
a broken broadcast caught behind the clouds
the ground is rumblin
an ocean liner's tillin up the ground
the rain is fallin
wayward rounds from a double barrel gun
all the desperate mantras
wont shield us from the harsh truth of the storm
your dogs are barkin
belly caterwauling
take a load off
drink with me
all my angels
all my devils
sleep together
heads and tails always
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9. |
geronimo
02:31
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geronimo
i'm camped in your family tree
see you clear cut my history
i'm gonna fly away on a wooden broom
i call it my steed i call it my horse
i'll fight fair, well, ofcoarse
i'm a knight in armour shining in the sun
look out below
geronimo
here we go
it's a hrad lesson to learn
it's a hard lesson to pay for
brave like this
you slave like this
morning will come
a breath of sun
look out below
geronimo
here we go
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(these days must be) gravy
in the days before
we waiting for the rain
now we all keep scores
watchin the skies in vain
and my dance never came bacl
though i shouted 'til my throat was raw
ran 'til i wore out my tread
bang my head against the wall
until i lost my head
these days must be gravy
i leaned into the wind
nothing was forgotten
i caight all my rest
after my humble crest
and my dance never came bacl
though i shouted 'til my throat was raw
ran 'til i wore out my tread
bang my head against the wall
until i lost my head
these days must be gravy
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11. |
pitch
04:08
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pitch
flat and out of tune
a pot and a spoon
a plume of new moon sky
a dumpster dive
bring out
the bins
and then bring them all
back in
begin before all your friends
throw away break of day
strategies of dissidence
bring out
the bins
and then bring them all
back in
the sin of waiting too long
some sachrine song wont help you
throw away
break of day
throw away
break of day
they say 'hand over your heart
or we'll blow the world away'
blow away
break of day
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12. |
old revolution
05:01
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13. |
work release
02:44
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14. |
off into the snow
04:23
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off into the snow
thank you
for takin good care
of me
you really saw through
the things
i couldn't see
told me
i was
a real beauty
with no duty
or guilt...
or this tenderness will wilt
this tenderness will wilt
will wilt
all of these bad seeds
are all of my needs
countlessly they breed
off into the snow
off into the snow
i want you know
i think you were brave
to say what you said
it left you exposed
but you never froze
you just arose...
thank you
for takin good care
of me
you really saw through
he things
i couldn't see
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Pure Horsehair Brooklyn, New York
Garrett Devoe is a singer songwriter, guitarist, living in New York City.
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