1. |
Gooski's Ladder
05:09
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the resignation of the town
cards showing
and all the creatures of the crown
without knowing
a curtain
as old as time
woven
with no man behind
know
it’s not one
there’s no golden pantheon
that you see
when you’re gone
slowly,
order emerges
patterns coincide
that’s all, take comfort
in knowing that’s all
it’s not one
there’s no golden pantheon
that you see
when you’re gone
endless
momentum
fractals
feedback to life
that’s all, take comfort
in knowing that’s all
it’s not one
there’s no golden pantheon
that you see
when you’re gone
the resignation of the town
cards showing
and all the creatures of the crown
without knowing
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2. |
Mirrorbox
04:44
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which is the real one
witches reflection
witches, the real one
which is reflection
witness
the end of an era
with science forgotten
the sick lead the blind
the last leaf has fallen
we all must comply
with energy fading
the energy is fading
a mirror
facing a mirror
facing a mirror
devoid of light
heat death is easy
a victimless crime
there’s nothing but time
there’s nothing but time
impulse
a cauldron of nothing
erupting in matter
exploding in light
it’s wearing a shape nowand spinning its line
there’s nothing but time
there’s nothing but time
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3. |
Dunston Mass
03:11
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is it alive?
avert your eyes
though the clouds
don’t make a sound
they fill the skies
so who’s to say
the earth obeys
in a crowd
no voice is loud
like the cloud
it don’t make a sound
until it rains
even this far from the coast
an ocean view we soon will boast
in the center of the town
the bronze and marble statues will drown
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4. |
Jungle of Dust
02:31
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push the threshold
we’ve oversold
caveman safe and
sound in the cold
jungle of dust
fistful of sand
thousand generations
palm of my hand
charred earth’s crust
what withstands
what’s been automatic
never planned
I don’t know of a way
to make them see past today
jungle of dust
fistful of sand
the current population
or future of man
mouthful of rust
crash and expand
ocean ecstatic
once was land
I don’t know of a way
to make them see past today
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5. |
Mad Glacier
02:56
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6. |
Molasses
07:05
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it’s coming in within the week
and I’m the one to oversee
and what I’ll tell em when they’re asking me
we’re right on schedule, we’re right on time
I can smell it in the street
white widow, swisher sweets
what I’ve been saying when they’re asking me
we’re right on schedule, we’re right on time
in the rumble and the creaks
and in the steel and through the teeth
sweet rupture, a burst at the seams
a wave of molasses
of magma and steam
the walls embracing
be still the clouds
our memories racing
and spilled on the ground
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7. |
Tide Alarms
03:25
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the wolf at dawn
it sees a fawn drinking
hot breath submits
you know what it’s thinking
still as a cairn
thick in the air sinking
grey eyes commit
you know what it’s thinking
this is a battery
given some conductivity
the weight of symmetry
pressure of electricity
a wave of specificity
can’t fill a bay so shallow
this is a battery
so lies
this field so fallow
can’t feel
my echo, my shadow
you know what its thinking
the wolf at dawn
it sees a fawn drinking
grey eyes commit
you know what it’s thinking
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8. |
Jelloshotgun
03:05
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let’s grow your brain an iron callous
and let the fuses blow
obsolescence of the ballast
it was just for show
don’t try to disavow
control cannot be found
the ship has run aground
just swim across the sound
there is a universe
between every word you speak
everything is pixelated!
english obsolete
don’t try to disavow
control cannot be found
the ship will run aground
just swim across the sound
why is everyone so
why does everyone hate growing old
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9. |
Beach Torture
05:19
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there used to be two
elmwood doors we walked through
it’s out of focus, washed in a haze
I see an ocean in your longing gaze
there were two doors, but I see a wall
paper says june, but skin feels the fall
not yet a gray man but I’ve seen some days
my mind has whispered in more troubling ways
how light the sound
that covers the waves
but I see some kind of color
through clouds of gray
how light the sound
that covers the waves
at night the ground
it waits for the day
I see some kind of color
through clouds of gray
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10. |
Cosmic Donald's
04:05
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breathe with the whalebeneath the waves
she hears the lightof ancient days
I can hear her dream
an ocean of birds,they gather still
and I am the owlon your windowsill
I can hear you dream
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