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Pent Up Genes
04:53
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* any thing can be made with your own thoughts
with your own hands
with a face and name, using the business end
* for when you have to jump
without being brave enough
starting from where you’re at
knowing where you’re at
* there’s plenty of disappointment and no way to keep it
I was the one you poured in to
I’m more an ambulance and not a doctor
* we’ll go on to other places, hold it loose
sewing us together, folded over, feeding the machine.
That's some kind of life you got.
It grows the more it takes.
* covered in a frail confidence
painting our skin with the thoughts within
If it's sad or if it's scary
We are each others
* we are hope, you are
even if the voices carry
still making it like they used to
alive inside the stones
* throw us anywhere
but don’t stay face down
or think the words that keep you there
backbone breaker, life and time taker
* how many days have you been loved
in what ways, outside of yourself
always beside you.
the way your soul is attached
* riveted in to place, overlapped
the best days of our lives are the ones we’re alive
making our attempt at existing
* so more work can be done
covering each other over
painting ourselves in our canvas
take care, take chances.
That's some kind of life you got.
It grows the more it takes.
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2. |
Little Folded Fingers
05:06
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she turns over and over again burning,
or more glowing in that way
lets make a fire she said.
and use our lives to fan the flames
It’s a privilege to see it happen,
with full hands, never still
on fire she moves with every turning
backwards above the ground
while her husband lays there still
pushing memories around.
in all the corners, in every town.
across the pines....
the ants in east Texas plan their lives,
in cities below the power lines.
but we won’t ever know….About that thin wire
Little lightning pieces….vibrating electric
it’s on that thin wire, we’re all enemy, all family.
The sun is making dances up ahead
heating up as far as I can see
is it this same way everywhere?
the way a road can make a wave
right in the middle of it all
what does that kind of medicine do
will it work the same way every time?
or next time.
all fingers pointing at the edge
you said to keep making it until some thing makes sense
it’s ok…no it’s not, it won’t stop moving it’s always changing hold on
how does the future ever get made?
from what we say…. but for action and grace, or the time that we make
the innocence of that is not insignificant.
out here hunting for the start, but it’s just the opposite of that.
two hearts in the stands near the coast, hold on!
hold on with your hands wherever you go
no matter where you go inside of you is home
Build it strong, keep us safe, that’s the way
grow it high, in every way, make a home, keep us safe
but they won’t ever know….About that thin wire
Little lightning pieces….vibrating electric
On that thin wire, we’re all enemy, all family
it’s on that thin wire, we’re all holding on to
moving back and forth, vibrating electric in the wind
on that thin wire, little folded fingers, all family
swaying back and forth, vibrating electric in the wind
on that thin wire, little folded fingers
on that old wire, we’re all enemy, all family
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3. |
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It's been 30 days, maybe 34
since I left my house, tossed and grown out
the fires burn below
the pistons creak and groan
under my feet, the tension grows
built up like the leaves around my door
they can say it better than I can
after months of neglect
I can start over again if I would just let it
this is how we live when we live somewhere
with quiet nights inside,
making plans to make a life
To keep it all safe inside and outside
dear anyone, do you know what that’s like
remembering all of it
our building pieces, stacked on top
hanging over each other and packed in
Keep it simple, keep it
When you don't go on; your song lives on
When I don't go on
the channel turns against the keel
there’s no turning back
thumbing my buttons nervously
in my bed, under cold sheets
hiding the thunder inside of me
my young wife made this shirt,
I’m turning in the surf
with my hat in my hand and my feet off the ground at least it’s a start
if it has to be I’ll starve on my own payroll
trying to make living better,
I think that was the goal
the oil moves, feeds the machine,
the pressure builds
the war outside is rattling,
pushing smoke out past the rings
my hearts been dreaming about sparks
this heavy pull, is strengthening,
my last resolve
it’s all burnt up, the fire’s gone,
you can have it all
an early morning calls,
and I’m not there to start
my watch is on the table, ticking in the dark
there’s money in the walls of my heart
and I left it there for you
even If it all has to end
I'm still glad you were my friend.
may it cure what ails you and never fail you
three fingers in the wind.
yeah, three fingers in the wind.
When you don't go on, your song lives on
When I don't go on, sing along me
your song lives on, our song lives on
I’ll sing along with you, so sing along with me
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4. |
Add Blue
04:26
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She was standing in the dark,
pockets glowing blue green
in the backyard, in the floating world,
on the in between
the day will have its troubles on its own
for the shells of men, not meant to be everything
can’t really be anything that’s not given or grown
the violence of it all.
its always risky movement, stay down, stay still
in the unseen trying to see behind the outside
there’s a beauty in almost everything
how have you not seen a thing?
but instead of getting over she got out
like a fish made of bricks I fell for you,
now I’m sinking too
her loose teeth moving like piano keys,
getting played from lost memories
head on the pillow, mind in the clouds
Like a bird looking up for safety,
but it has no home to go to
it doesn’t know what we know,
can’t really go where we go
she said: I can’t. I can’t see. I can’t see out of here.
so hand in hand we swam across the lake
the water warm against our legs
the only light to find us was the moon.
we went all the way
from rock to rock we jumped across across the bay
half blind we stole each others hearts
we knew we’d be there soon.
She was standing in the sparks, pockets glowing blue and green
in her backyard, in the floating world,
on the in between
feet covered in gold, skin blue and glow
every ray an arm of reaching light
each road different
like the snowflakes in her eyes.
driving somewhere that isn’t here
sleeping in strange cities
our bodies foreign to ourselves
well, what’s inside.
all glowing bright behind the teeth
right there making soft and weak
instead of getting over she got out
like a fish made out of bricks I fell for you,
now I’m sinking too
just add blue.
as long as we’re alive me and you
we are love together when we’re together
all crazy inside our rib cages
behind our teeth and voice
taking stars for forest fires
our fingers scattered in our fists
holding on to the films we make
while our legs feed the wolf
starting with myself
staring at your teeth
trying to see what you’re saying
stabbing and pushing your soul through mine
We used to live here. and we will again no doubt
I'll let you try and figure it out.
while I figure it out
you had it all. you had it all together.
you had it all figured out.
I can’t. I can’t see.. I can’t see out of here.
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5. |
Bloodshot/New Love
04:07
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Darling you, so bloodshot and new
what a view, all torn down and true
Darling you, so bloodshot and new
all of you, torn down so torn down and true
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Drunk on the church steps again
this time it’s for real, broken head in my hands
Sweetness, you’re all bloodshot and new
all of you torn down, so broken down
I can’t say for sure if it’s just in my mind
but there are cracks everywhere
that’s what it feels like inside of me
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Darling you, so bloodshot and new
all of you, so torn down so torn down and true
Darling you, all bloodshot and new
what a view, all torn down all torn down
and if love never dies, we’re alive.
we’re alive somewhere too.
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drunk near these new graves I bet
dug to make it easy for us all to get in
when you get this I’ll be gone
I’ll be out living forever in my wrongs
staring at the walls move
the cracks in the ceiling.
I can hear you inside, I don’t belong to me
if I can remember the tension
and all the ways to safety,
I think we’ll fit together in time.
you’re all I ever wanted was your life
all I ever wanted was your life
all I ever wanted was your life
—
when I dream about us in the future,
we are not alone.
all I’ve ever wanted was you and your life,
and to make a home together.
I’m not long or much for this world.
the field corn grows and then it goes.
I didn’t want to live yesterday, but here I am
there’s still more maps to make.
you’re all I ever wanted.
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drunk again, that’s no way to begin
I keep trying to hold on with open hands
unhooking my thoughts
from whats been dragging it around.
it’s too much to keep, everything that I’ve found
and how could I? every thought I have and why?
all I ever wanted was your life.
you’re all I ever wanted was your life.
all I ever wanted was your life.
you’re all I ever wanted.
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6. |
Shock And Value
04:30
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it adds up spending a lifetime
chasing shadows around
trying to change where the sun comes from
tracking dots on a screen, that could just be birds
or some one or thing that wants to come in to your home
and live there instead of you
You've got panic in your eyes, and in your mind
built like the columns in the sky you made for us all to climb on
but that all got pulled down, and you had to watch it
digging more holes to pay for your principles.
that just get filled up, it got too much to take in.
this, this, this,
is this what you thought it would be, wanted it to be?
made it all up in your mind about it,
is this where you thought it would go?
one too many times taken away without anybody caring.
It was all too early alone in your hotel room.
letting that broken heart guide you
it’s only showing you more of what you’ve been having.
behind your door on the 33rd story
the only friends on your side are the birds on your window
not the ones that want to take everything you’ve made and use it for their own
and tell you nothing you wanted to make made sense
do you want to tear the world apart or the one inside of you.
this, this, this,
is this what you thought it would be, wanted it to be?
made it all up in your mind about it,
is this where you thought it would go?
the interchange, the currents on your fingernails
the energy in the sky where everyone can see
traced over and over above the trees and inside of them
the birds that fly free and the ones that stay
they’re made the same, but what makes them brave
I think it’s struggle, pacing over above the trees and on them
the towers, the gravity of it, the walls that get built
out of necessity or to rip the world apart
and make a space by cutting out the trees all around them
The burden of being connected, the risk of failure and no reward
sit down, be slow, where else can you go?
it won’t erase all the places you’ve come from.
Is this what you thought it would be?
cruel world, in the hands of so few
where everyone can be of use
you want gold you can have it, dig in the ground
and question, ask questions
you’re made of the same things
you’re going into that same ground.
is this what you wanted it to be?
giving ‘em both barrels, whatever it takes
and picking up the pieces later
fighting to come alive
wanting to want to fix what’s broke
a ghost living inside of broken rusty skin
this! is this the way you thought it would go?
still good, mostly new, with a brilliant love to give inside
with nothing to hide
dozens have failed, I dare you to try
getting it all out, leaving it all behind
it’s hard to believe it’s killing you,
but it’s killing you
this, is this what you thought it would be?
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7. |
Window To The World
04:53
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October is my favorite color,
and you you’re growing on me.
this is real life like the others,
I can see it but it’s not real.
in the window to the world,
mirrors moving all around her.
tubes breaking up the girl,
there was no way but your light found her.
good morning at the speed of sound!
you want to be her lonely sun.
you want to be the only one.
hey buddy she was beautiful,
her glow moves on forever.
floating past the stars,
beyond where we ever will go.
you thought staying in that bottle
would help your march near the edge.
or living in her promises,
said she’d follow you to the end.
but that’s just what you wanted,
you know you always did.
no regrets and no surrender,
no excuses, no pretend
but home is not a place,
It’s where you fill in the blanks.
it’s not a hologram, it’s not for you to break.
hey buddy she was beautiful,
she’ll always be your first.
right there how you remember,
past where we ever will go.
and the lights have to be bright!
to see anything at all.
You gave —> You were —> You thought —> You made
they took —> they bent —> they threw away.
you didn’t want it in your house
refused to use it yourself.
you lived —> you dreamed —> you built —> you caved
they took —> it all —> they got their way.
you didn’t want it in your house.
refused to use it yourself.
why did you make it in the first place?
why did you make it?
you weren't built for war like that,
I don’t think you had a fight.
as if money and some cigarettes
would take it all off your mind.
but that’s just how it happens,
when you’re not looking, then it’s the end.
for all your perfect planning,
the good intentions in your head.
each one you make goes out.
you could have sold it all out.
hey buddy she was beautiful,
she’ll always be by your side
far out past the clouds,
beyond where we ever will go.
she was the first you sent away
her light lives on electrically
that made it all worthwhile
why did you make it in the first place?
you took us all out to the moon
you promised you would be there too
and that made it all worthwhile
why did you make it in the first place?
why did you make it?
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8. |
A Love Letter To Detroit
05:25
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9. |
Manhattan Projects
04:24
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Right there… what you’re saying is everything I wish I could
But the thoughts get lost, and I think I'm lost for good
I'm learning to paint small, but I have to be still
And that one shines, but still
there I go again painting with my ideas, a little strokes, a little tears
I can't stop these shaky hands…from mixing everything up
and I wander but what’s really being lost enough?
Not all who wonder are lost in thought
not all who give live all they’ve got
like a thousand suns bursting at once
are only a spark of the mightiest one
but that doesn’t stop the planets from spinning
month after heavy month.
into years that I forget memories and friends
years I get to live lucky and try to mend
crossing over back again, over and back again
with every line, trying to dig in
crossing over and back again
I am become the destroyer of worlds
and when the bomb drops, my heart drops too
and doubt sets in, please hope begin
make a way, make it calm for everything that flies inside
The sky? This is it? but everyone can see this.
no one owns it but we all do until we’re all satisfied
shaky knees, shaky thoughts
shaky near the business end, where I see it all get lost
the things I made become the things I’ve forgot
this is what you wanted me to build, or that’s what I thought
In battle, in the forest, at the top in the mountains,
On the dark great sea, in the midst of javelins and arrows,
In sleep, in confusion, in the depths of shame,
The good that we’ve done before, defends even us.
even poor little us.
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10. |
Plague Doctor
06:20
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this is how it’s going to be
striking while the iron’s still warm
while you’re not afraid to die
shielded with science from fear of certain death
spending more on killing than anything else
propped up.
walls on the backs of our neighbors
giving half your life for land no one can ever really own
asking yourself how did I get here again?
bow down or you’ll be singled out
face and palms up where we can see ‘em
on your backs until the tires give out
the hole we build inside is a gift
never tired again. do you buy it?
what kind of life is this?
don’t let go of the desk in front of you
the house that can never really be yours
surrounded by armor bought with priceless time
to keep the calm inside
broken jar, damaged people
nothing to say? biting your tongue
asking yourself how did I get here again?
bow down or you’ll be singled out
face and palms up where we can see ‘em
on your backs until the tires give out
the hole we build inside is a gift
Plague Doctor. part 2 (Garrett Morgan)
*In my dumb mind
I don't recognize myself
do you remember me?
drawing circles around my memories
*setting traps for them, setting myself up
making a cocoon
breathing
*filling it with medicine
being empty
it’s just as big as being filled
I think this is a stop sign
it’s hard to tell
*the heart in my head is aching
from colliding head on
and I have a smokey mind
*selling myself on caution
first with the color, then the good feeling
I had a daydream. I have them every day.
*and in most every way my future lives inside
so I try and pay attention
because I know it comes from somewhere
*even if I can’t remember
even it it goes to nowhere
death rattles on without me
*or maybe that’s my lungs
or the sound of my heart collapsing
help! I am alive.
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