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the fall of it all
01:21
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the pull
the push
the ladder
the hook
the days were built upon
the nights we long and look
through the cracks
through the rain
through it all...
i left to find myself right back against the wall
if i cast shade to those left behind
i hope to step aside so that they catch sunshine
the grinds slow in nature
so I accumulate later
if allowed the time
as it drifts out of favor
savor the days
as the horses run away
relish the time spent
lost above the sunset
she says I’m prone to lapses
in focus
the fog rolls in I tend to push those closest
close all the doors
exit the tours
and toast to myself over ever heavier pours...
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2. |
late to the cactus club
02:28
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as I eclipse
the ellipse
slow sips from the fifth
my spirit drifts
To the morn
In full glory When the fog lifts
bright eyed
red shifts
reticent to let the paint mix down
crosstown traffic
against the grain of my
practiced routes
whos house?
not mine
never not been under hot tin
roofs of the lords
over board stored waiting on the freshly waxed floor
bored as all hell In love with the well
one day
she’ll tell all of your flaws
and you know what?
that written stuff that was actually rather clever
well I’ll be
you made me
blush
im unstuck
from the dumb f*cks
your my fairy god mother brother twisted sister never got to know her sadly
mad as a hatter
had a hater on the pager
nine
one
one
but shed never come
over and over again
no matter what the soft sullen whisper told her grin
shoulder cold as the
summer days
before the fires cast there orange haze
i'm amazed that we stayed in the enclave
but I’ve never been one to
leave
it to me
to never get it write
right
left it until last night to cram for the test
of my life
i'm a slow grower
why is time such a go goer
As the wind blows...
windswept...
quiet as I kept a check on
off line...
oblong...
cataloging all the crossed red dawns
if you mourn the past for too long
your condemned to pushing blades across their lawn
seeking the storms gales
while the lost ship still sails...
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3. |
aloft
01:50
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quick as its gone in a flash before long
after the fact of the aftermath
im intact
for the moment
a soft toned atonement
tombs of the unknown
blown across the form
ative
years
time tears at hearts
strings hold the art
aloft in the apart
meant to be a home and in time it conforms
or confines
as i’m always making my m ind up…
(hook)
slow it goes
bent into folds
mountains of leaves windswept across the tomes
i'm at odds with getting even
or moving on
a mole ass malaise
is the shit that i'm on
es car go
ink pushed and sold
out into the cold
wanderlust on the road
maps are for saps
that fall and cling to trees
i'm always on the air
as they harden and freeze
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4. |
knife in water
01:51
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a day like another
light cuts the slumber
up and at the wonder in the
idle wild summer
descent to the sea
on cool breeze and leaves
cast there fate to winds
as we wind up on the whims
of stops starts and ends
bending ears yet again
the pretense pretends
with a thread to make amends
cloth covers lies
stitches grasp and bind
weave and weft
just middling in the depths
a half step of truth
drags its way to the proof
nothing out of bounds
on the chop of the sound
we bound gaps of ignorance
dancing in the rain
found a piece of ease
in the memories of pain
shared and bared
on waves of summer days
castaways
a ways from the start of the maze
laze a fair
affairs to forget
i can’t recall the names-
but i remember the scents
and the light in the bars
side cars and blocks
lamps dimmed low
with no place to go
any port in a storm
any house on the lane
anywhere but here
steps echo and fade
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5. |
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she caught the eye
cauterized
caught between the shore and a stream
of consciousness
off in bliss
often listless her head on the head rest
the rest is hiss
stare in the depths to a sun a far
faraway
far from here
so far she fears
what the distance means
as the shoulder leans
towards the light
bending time
another day as the hands unwind
springs to life
falls to left
winter winds
in the summers depth
so close to far
but nowhere near
a heart that pairs
when nothings there
vessels lost on a course a cost
of a worthless try
an attempt to fly
/
(dagoldenray verse)
the fact is it could have been any other time
repition of rotation like how i’m smokin’
more like back when i was mesmerized
now i find it’s all less thought provoking
keep busy and providing structure
clock work
but all i do is really not work
going through the motions i’ve always loved her
looking to the future open eyes inert
open ended never over extended
i’m reaching for the meaning seeming unattainable
that’s when i told that i try my best
intentionally conventional when showing signs
of predetermined physical departure
that’s how i shall lay it all to rest
/
the words succumb
to another sun
a dance with us as we twist in lust
health and wine
fine as time
slips away in a gentle sway
off and on
light through the clouds
overcast as the worlds collapse
hands clasped
in a hope, a chance
that our pleas are heard
as the whispers blurred
with the wind
with the colors
with the loss
like any other…
with the wind
with the colors
with the loss
like any other…
with the wind
with the colors
with the loss
like any other…
with the wind...
with the colors...
with the loss...
like any other day…
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6. |
nothin' ended
02:05
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nothin’ ended
start fresh again
microfiche headlines
blur and blend
the message i send
reads like the text
of an old blue flame
waxing as it wanes
she’s a textbook dame
i’m a low stakes game
she walks on water while i drown in the rain
they come and go
sing soft and low
i’m a sucker for tones
of a love below
a sight to behold
wrapped in autumns glow
the moon’s out to lunch
and she’s out i’ve got a hunch
that she might be back
i keep a light on for that
just in case as i peer through the drapes
crushed grapes in glass
last laughs a chance
to keep it all on and on
as i’m drawn
back to the site of lost loves and nights
where it slipped away
but now a chance to replay
azure te as it reigns on the lanes
i walked home in fades of eaves gone astray
maybe she’ll come back
and maybe she won’t
maybe i deserve her
and maybe i don’t...
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7. |
thirty four parking lots
01:28
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8. |
naples feat. quiet
02:10
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ess is more
sunk in the days of atlantis
i miss miss racine
and her
sun drenched dreams
(quiet)
you show me the not knots
apply my good finger to loose lock
naming the mystery sweet salt
new secrets unlock in a meat vault
/
i told the lie so long
the truth was metamorphed
to pomo in slow mo
so slow cresendos
(quiet)
why pack it all into the glass
of blown mass
resin cake and ash
every room is a trap and escape
the game is disturbed
privacy is bait
/
mixed about the mountain folds
tales are told
regal the old
en ter the stage
masked out the grave
heartened by the artisan
making the their piece again
(quiet)
peace again
to my distant friends
held within deepest regard
my life has been charmed from bone to the scar
pledging my love to you know who you are
/
of mice and men
women and freinds
the devil ascends in the details again
and again i’m all in
breathing the wind
coveting blends
and making amends
(quiet)
zen is my blend
femme is my den
enter at risk
to your leanings and trends
my onions unfolding for eyes
to drink then cry at the sink
/
to which end
to switch in
to out strip the counterfit
how fitting is the seam cross stitched
to anothers scene
(quiet)
trust in the needle
i brandish defense
thrusted and wet
warning by breath
summon the strength
of you weak among men
til i’m in stereo
among omens
/
as i see more say less
sea shores regrets
to shae my tempest
maelstrom in the catalyst
(quiet)
me i’m the casualest
bathing in rays of gold
normalized by the i
third to behold
hot as cold as ever
green forever
you love me never
you want to sever
but this is the link
that could never be
broken
interupted
or
ended...
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9. |
outside
01:30
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wanderlust for the n' teenth
find a way to something
better late than never fronting
she walked away so pristine
heels click doors close
ajar slight for who knows
not i while i intro
a new lass for a round o
so and so's just another face
another sip another day
she’s like her mother
you don’t say
well maybe in the once in the past…
i’m fine now
better off
looking at the photographs
your name still written perfectly
underlined 3 times for harmony
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10. |
do they know
02:04
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as it’s spoke
broke off inside to cope
hope drowns boats
that aren’t sealed with proper coats
i float on vessels
steadfast with old hulls
made for the long haul
long shores and gulls
full sails in awe
the pressure still seeks
an equalibrium
as we speed between the peaks
whos to say
in the land of dreamscapes
made up minds
over time
meld into the hives
busy as bee
fore warned
jacket adorned
when cornered it stings
no matter what songs on.
off to the times of lost wind and chimes
slow lights
kept us company at night
i’d just like to say the dance
and the soir was never meant to last
so i hope you had a chance
to love
like you meant it
feel what you projected
c’est la vie
mi amour
its meant to be
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11. |
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a day like another
light cuts the slumber
up and at the wonder in the
idlewild summer
descent to the sea
on cool breeze and leaves
cast there fate to winds
as we wind up on the whims
of stops starts and ends
bending ears yet again
the pretense pretends
with a thread to make amends
cloth covers lies
stitches grasp and bind
weave and weft
just middling in the depths
a half step of truth
drags its way to the proof
nothing out of bounds
on the chop of the sound
we bound gaps of ignorance
dancing in the rain
found a piece of ease
in the memories of pain
shared and bared
on waves of summer days
cast aways
a ways from the start of the maze
laze a fair
affairs to forget
i can’t recall the names-
but i remember the scents
and the light in the bars
side cars and blocks
lamps dimmed low
with no place to go
any port in a storm
any house on the lane
anywhere but here
steps echo and fade
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