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Oh Welcome Home
05:01
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Oh, the rain water; how I see you fall
I got time to waste for you 'cause time is all I've got
You shook me up and let me out
Into the river where I was born
Oh Lucy, I'm coming home
Oh Lucy I'm cumming
Welcome home
Oh God, help me now; for I have seen my fall
It's all the time I wasted on the high I never got
What's mine is yours and what's yours is mine
But I'm no one to play the lord
But oh Lucy, I'm coming home
Oh Lucy I'm comin'
Welcome home
Oh Lucy, I was all alone
I let fear overcome desire
I now see that I was wrong
And now the rain is gone
I sing your song until the dawn
Said you'll be back before too long
Oh Lucy, I'm coming home
So welcome home
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2. |
Tandy Division
03:39
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You see her mug in a dream
And you wonder about the ugly nobody you are
And what's holding you back is a perceived notion that no one will remember in due time
Just tell us here through the atmosphere of which you are entitled to tell us to do anything you want me to do
Time has evaded space in our minds
With which we second guess and question what we hold dear in our lives
It's astonishing how much that we try to control
But honestly, we work around an abstract thing that we don't need.
Just tells us here through the atmosphere of which you are entitled to tell us to do anything that you want me to do.
It's astonishing how much that we try to control
But honestly, we work around an abstract thing that we don't need.
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3. |
Seven Fingers Left
06:02
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If I'd thought to stop and wait
Maybe your name would not escape me
(Maybe it would take me)
Will you stay away?
I'll send a casket of apricots for your grievances
A jar of dragon fly wings for your ills
(We all have these, my friend)
We grow these locks to touch the ground
And when we do, we find the sound that we've been seeking all along
(And we're just voices in the background)
Why tell me how you really feel?
When we love what we've hid so well
How do you do it? What seems so real
Becomes harder and harder to tell
The point in reality, the absence of time
It just comes to mind, the love we can't attain
If I ever see it again...
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4. |
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I'm going to shave your tights off, baby
It's what needs to happen in this equalization of your bandwidth
In my light; in my sweet, clouded mind
Homestead my heart for a while
As you flock naked through the fields
The great green fields of America
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5. |
Lilac Vegetal
04:42
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How can I sit there looking at you?
And not say what I feel true
They don't need you to save the world
But they'll surely keep an eye on you.
I'll repeat myself, lest you forget
And get less hung-up on my own regrets
When you cease to point out stupid things that I say
It's only a matter of time now, before they find out
It's only a matter of life now, I'll never find out
When I slap on my Lilac Vegetal
I'm looking for the one up on the pedestal
For all the time that's wasted striving
The better part of life is dying
So why try to justify what's relative to one's own mind?
I haven't a peace of mind in a while
Cobwebs collecting on my smile
Young fool's blues, the fix is gone
But I know I meant right for doing wrong
But perhaps it's best that I forget an ego I unjustly overprotect
So I wont care when you point out stupid things that I said
(chorus) (...)
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6. |
That's A Drag, Meercat
02:38
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Crying leopards of fantasy
Meercat, on the savannah
Remiss of salami and provolone
Is not perpetuous to meditation or the writing process
A healthy experience is fresh and stimulating
And does not fuck with my head
Everything is what you want to here
Everything is what you want to see
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7. |
Mushroom Patch
03:35
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So you say you're down to your last joint
Well brother, I don't know what to tell you
And you say this town got you down
Well man, I can tell you we've all been there, too
And you say you don't buy into all the lies
Well how do I know, now, that you ain't telling one?
And you're doing just what you want to do
But then the man, I heard he shot you down
Now all the kids, they just don't understand
They see you as some kind of fool
Well don't mind the rocks beings tossed your way
Just get your Smith & Wesson and blow them all away
Shoot 'em down
Shoot all those motherfuckers down
You turn to me and say,
"What the fuck are you doing here, anyway?"
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Where can you seem to be found
Other than on the ground
I was there than not around
All those words and songs and still not a sound
Are we really alive?
Or just trying to make more time go by
Guess I'll see you then
When my days depend on the turning of the land
And I'll miss you then
Only here and when
Don't know how, but I know more than I knew then
But that's not saying much these days when all you can muster up for feelings is wandering in an aimless haze
And every now and then..
Everyday I hear the song
Are we really alive?
Or just marking the time as it goes by and by
Lye la lye
Here I lie in my home on the side of the road
Where you can come and see me and we can talk about how the days just keep getting oh so cold
Oh how they get cold
But I just don't know when my days depend
Guess I'll see you then
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