1. |
Carry A Ghost
03:39
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we watched him walk in circles and dance to silent music
and dictate every nervous thought into a truth
thrown out like iron netting to a crowd that wasn't listening
but followed faithfully until... well we can't talk about it
oh!
he called upon the west and cautiously looked to the east
and hid his gold in the belly of a curious beast
as soldiers cut their teeth on the dotted line
he planned a perfect detour from the facts
it was enough to fuel us
when we shake the webs from our brains
we pay when we carry a ghost with us
as he begged to the north he knew he was going down
"it's the end of the world" he said, "and you have to drink this"
and as the mic was handed to the most entertaining joker
in the line-up, he just exited the stage
now when we shake the webs from our brains
it's hard to explain the spell of a saint
what's in a name when we kill for its sake
and pay when we carry our ghosts with us?
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2. |
A Motley Procession
04:37
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we were tied to a sea-sick mast
heads in the sand we thought we could re-write the scene
our real lives were the sewn-up kind
nervously hiding what it was we couldn’t talk about
lean to one side fall out
all aboard, all aboard - but the ship won’t sail anymore
all aboard, all aboard - see the waves pull away from the shore
all aboard, all aboard - but the ship won’t sail anymore
crawl into the captain’s den and you won’t see
the light that marks the push of day again
we read books of the fair & brave
prayed that we would be saved
failing to see our part (disappointment we made)
we leached life from the things we loved
‘til nothing would swim so close, questioned our loneliness
water & oil congress, water & oil congress
all aboard, all aboard - but the ship won’t sail anymore
all aboard, all aboard - see the waves pull away from the shore
all aboard, all aboard - but the ship won’t sail anymore
there’s a side to everything, but when both are wrong
you best make sure your lifeboat’s very clean
all aboard, all aboard - but the ship won’t sail anymore
all aboard, all aboard - see the waves pull away from the shore
all aboard, all aboard - but the ship won’t sail anymore
all aboard... All aboard...
if I were a bird of pray, I wouldn’t have to live this way
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3. |
Panic Of Birds
04:30
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a tired hand cupped in spades
a walk you spoke of just in grades
from a table made of distance
with parting words you have grown
and a wave you carved right out of stone
a penchant for the impetuous
you want the typewriter to tell you, but you can't find its plug
and the parade you've orchestrated gets swept under the rug
pulling on hairs that haven't been there since your drop began the flood
going around unwound the circles that you were starting to love
a fickle neighbor talked about you
like a list he'd written out
or a line that mapped your history
so you built the perfect home
among neighbors, friends and drones
but you were still a mystery
filling the cage with mended feathers so he wouldn't know he's caught
folded your laundry like a bible, put away like a thought
who's winning the war inside your drawers these days?
stripes or polka dots?
fine is the line around your head
don't be mistaken 'cause a halo it's not
"hey, hey" you said "what happened to peace?"
before you kicked & cussed & screamed
and swore the maker wouldn't take you
if there's a consellation then let me turn up my elation
'cause if you fake me, I'll fake you
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4. |
Missing Contact
04:40
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high marks in the lowest of tides, beware of the ides
far too extreme to graze the valley
she shed the fur you groomed so you're off the hook for now
what makes a promise just a story?
who's delicate now? I know... I know...
maybe everyone can tell you retreat into a shell just to cower
more than just a sign for help
no one is the hunted, no one's the hunter
down, just put the story down
whose seams are coming apart? It's more of an art
to raise a fist for making contact
I stand in empty spaces, you conjure up a theme
you've sewn to idealize, but not materialize
the backs are turning two by two
but I can't look away from you!
maybe everyone can tell you retreat into a shell just to cower
more than just a sign for help
no one is the hunted, no one's the hunter
back into the hole you dug, back when you had just a shrug for an answer
everybody wants to love, why do we create excuses to put it
down, just put the story down
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5. |
Tremors
04:56
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we don't seem so small 'til the foundation swells
rattles our bones, set to swallow us whole
unravel A ball. first the wind stops then the birds drop
temporary people chasing paper and power
like they'll float above the mess
that's left when she is through
with you
seed sewn waters edge grows not knowing fear
the process is progress no matter what
no blood set to flame for the mark of another calendar year
no struggle to divorce the bodies
we've had the privilege of housing such fair-weather souls
but who will fill with song
when we're gone
battered moonlight sees us onward. we are shadows hovering
facing the wrong way, this wisdom leaves us blinded, choking
dead.
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