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No Brakes
02:22
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pull the thread through the loop a little more
deck me out in auto-coiffure and tagsale couture
take me out on the boat
when I collide with the coast
hook me up with a payment plan that I can afford
tug this needle
the bottle cut my lateral-most metacarpal
it recoiled and wound itself around
a bone in my wrist
and now I can't pay to have it fixed
nothing to push out to the edges of
the hours between the errands between
the sleep between shifts
it's harder lately than it's ever been
to decompress
a workshirt
a windshield
the weekdays unfettered
by the giubilo of ideas
there's no sunlight
or bikerides
pushing out to the corners of my mind
nothing to push out to the edges of
the hours between the errands between
the sleep between shifts
it's harder lately than it's ever been
and you can see yourself in every city
you ever saw in a movie
with friends just like the ones you have
except they talk less shit and follow up on plans
and you're not drinking so much
that you'd consider it a crutch
but still it's harder lately than it's ever been
it's harder lately than it's ever been
it's harder lately than it's ever been
it's harder lately than it's ever been
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2. |
You Know How I Get Down
02:44
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thirty credits shy of an associates degree
if your mother finds out about me
she'll need another rhinoplasty in order
to more efficiently look down her nose at me
and I can get so down about it
and you know I get down
but when I'm in your arms, et cetera and so on
crashin daddy's caddy could be such big fun
dinner will be expensive
and I mean that in the broadest senses
billet-doux and baleful glances
o'er ever widening distances
I'm so grateful you've come around again
and terrified now that you've let me in
it's like that song about two princes
and one of em's rich and the other ain't worth shit
and somehow you picked the one who loves you best
how now am I to live up to that?
you know how I get down
dinner will be expensive
and I mean that in the broadest senses
billet-doux and baleful glances
o'er ever widening distances
and I can get so down about it
and you know how I get down
but if you wanna buy me flowers, go ahead now
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3. |
Molly K
02:44
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you swim against the breaker of commuters
looking for a way out
and that back clasp bodice
doesn't seem like such a good bet now
but you caught a good pocket on the tram
you'll be in St. Paul by 11 p.m.
by then they'll have sussed out
how the whole thing went so south
and all along you keep the curtain drawn
a skittish fawn gone green for a glinting maw
a meanmuggin soldier with a harelip
is fouling up the train car
like a paper mill fire from the cinder of a dollar cigar
you slip away for a drink
and washing your hands in the bathroom sink
there's nothing in the place where your ring ought to be
you feel nothing in the place where your ring ought to be
"turn it up turn it up turn it up god damn it
turn it up turn it up turn it up turn it up"
and all along you keep the curtain drawn
a skittish fawn gone green for a glinting maw
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Tolls & Gas
02:34
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I shook my brother's hand
shook it in an arid, rifted land
the sky rushing by
the hush and babble graveled as a river bed
I felt for swollen glands
ached to recall ideas I had
that ambled on the trebles
in some run down pub, rumbling black
I passed my dad a flask
through a curtain meant
to hide the prying eyes
of an audience from the infirm bed
I went looking for a feeling and
came back poorer for the tolls and the gas
whoa oh whoa oh oh
ooh whoa ooh whoa oh ohh
I sang myself to sleep
where I broke like baby teeth
the silence I assumed
when only fools seemed to win
and now I'm prolix and feckless
and hopeless to check it
or to hold it in
flicked on the headlamps
to better see my impediments
I lost the radio eighty miles ago
every fluid low
whoa oh whoa oh oh
ooh whoa ooh whoa oh ohh
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New Pumas
02:23
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when I was standing on a cinderblock
in a shitter at a rest stop
my pumas in the trash bin burning away
the water in the sink running less and less grey
then running clean
as a boy I was stolen away...
the ground is down
we're waiting on the air
the ground is down
we're waiting on the air
the table is clear
as a boy I was stolen away...
when I came to
I'd been given new shoes
when I came to
I was scrubbing my arms to the elbows with grit
I was scrubbing at the webs of my amphibian limbs
and running free
the ground is down
we're waiting on the air
the ground is down
we're waiting on the air
the table is clear
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6. |
Down in the Lamp Cabin
03:02
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I sang into the internet today
it echoed a photo:
a woman iridescently
trapped between the hedges and the train
her parasol in disarray
trapped between the hedges and the train
I sang into an envelope today
sent to the one who
first gave a song to me
sealed it up but a little got away
I forgot what I was gonna say
sealed it up but a little got away
I've got a life as wide
as any wound or river
as any wound or river, I
I've got a life as wide
as any wound or river
as any wound or river, I
I've got a life that's mine
yeah
leaves were falling on the roundabout
leaves were falling on the roundabout
and we were finding out about
always mindful of being find out
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Boxes
02:36
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keep cicadas in a glove box
let a dead man fly a flag under rocks
put a flower in a fire safe
nothing lives long, it's a song laid waste
we're best in
containers, compartments
invest in
apartments and coffins
go ahead, get furious
turn on the waterworks
go collect skins 'fore the storm sets in
where a mask when the man comes to bury us
keep cicadas in a glove box
let a dead man fly a flag if he wants
put her letters in a fire safe
nothing lives long... okay
we're best in
containers, compartments
invest in
apartments and coffins
and mine, the pull of old mouths
and yours, the failure to yield
and mine, the baby in the gator maw
and yours, the bathwater mindset
and mine, the polaroids
and yours, the arbitrary fault line
and yours, the two pronged vein in the eye
and yours, the stone in the belly
and mine, the hummingbird heart
and yours, the hummingbird heart
and mine, the hummingbird heart
and yours, the hummingbird heart
and mine, the hummingbird heart
and yours, the hummingbird heart
and mine, the hummingbird heart
and yours, the hummingbird heart
and mine, the hummingbird heart
and yours, the hummingbird heart
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Zero Lives
02:22
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the chance of success hits zero at the top of a curve
and looking up, the moon's about to make a downturn
wedge a knife in the doorjamb
stay awake until nine a.m.
eyes open, take careful stock of the evidence
ah, is there something I forgot?
I'd take a guess but I'd only guess not
I don't like what I got
street sweeper strobing up the mist on the avenue
trash truck swerve till the avenue is empty and new
and there I am in the gutter drain
depositing weight in the January rain
and shaking off the excess water
ah, is there something I forgot?
I'd take a guess but I'd only guess not
I don't like what I got
we walked out in the displaced mist
and into our fly infested apartments
and what can you say to a bumblebee
that she hasn't heard already?
you can take this job and shove it
gonna take an airplane to Nashville
just to get me above it
you can take this job
take this job
take this job
take this job
oh, is there something I forgot?
I'd take a guess but I'd only guess not
oh, is there something I forgot?
I'd take a guess but I'd only guess not
I'd take a guess but I'd only guess not
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9. |
Derelict Days
03:49
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lolling in in impossible washed out white
the Autumn light throbbed and winced
wide open
rain came, washed all the buses away
and I could see how it'd be easy to stay
I doubt it
cuz if we don't already know
there's a vacancy posted at the Whaler's Echo
I wanna take you where you think you'd like to go
and there's just no quelling this
if we stifle it there's no telling where it'll end up
I know
the restraint it takes not to wake you at eight
and the weight of my devotion
are welcome strains in these derelict days
a break from all the aimless motion
they quartered off the orchard with a chainlink fence
so we put on our shoes and backed your car out of the ditch
down to the Hudson with a stolen honeycomb
to watch the sun go down behind the condominiums
as if we don't already know
there's a vacancy posted at the Whaler's Echo
I wanna take you where you think you'd like to go
and there's just no quelling this
if we stifle it there's no telling where it'll end up
I know
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Europa's rising over the starboard
the Weddell seals sing a goodwill song
I'd rather be where I know just where the sun is
and there's no question of whether I belong
I've sung too much of the bodily arctic
and now I'm gone for the ghostward skeptic
I've sung too much of the bodily arctic
and now I'm going ghostward
when one is in the barn counting stillborn hatchlings
and one is cramming 99 men in the casket
when strike-anywhere stars burn like wicker baskets
I'll be bent to the alter with a sail and a sextant
when the ALF hits up the Rikers cages
and we lose our shirts cuz we're chasing the aces
when it's gone to the dogs and the dogs go to blazes
I'll be bent to the alter with a sail and a sextant
when it's gone to the dogs and the dogs go to blazes
I'll be bent to the altar with a sail and a sextant
now I'm gone for the ghostward skeptic
I've sung too much of the bodily arctic
and now I'm going ghostward
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