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Warm Blue Hell
01:53
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Welcome in to the dream. See the sweat: a perfect gleam.
All the faith & love is here with me, chained at the bottom.
Look around: Fluorescent skies tumble down.
All the faith & love is here with me, chained at the bottom.
You can pray and you can leave, without me, your white faith.
But please stay here with me in my warm blue hell.
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Lawnmower Man
02:07
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I will, when I’m done pushing blades in the burning sun.
“Life’s a blade of glass,” said God, “to cut.”
“Don’t forget this patch when you’re fucking done.”
I will, when I’m done cheating Death in his burning sun.
“Is that so? Is that right? Cheat me and get eternal life.”
“Life’s a blade of glass,” said God, “to cut.”
“Don’t forget this patch when you’re fucking done.”
I will, when I’m done.
Smiling big at your burning at the foot of the mound in your burning sun.
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3. |
Chainpull
02:43
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Chain.
Pull.
“Walk through my sweet dark night.”
Night found on ground.
A black sun night run.
Fear found in sound.
Death faced in dark space.
“Walk through my sweet dark night.”
Chain.
Pull.
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Miles & Miles
02:11
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Sleep tight in your light.
I’m running out into the dark of night
Because my fears hide right in the black of suburban skies.
Miles & miles in my head –circle & circle, without end.
When you can’t sleep, can’t dream –
You can think.
You can sink.
You can sting.
You can see all the fears that hide in the sun.
You can pace.
You can race.
You can face all the fears of a fatherless son.
Miles & miles in my head –circle & circle, without end.
Eden: A sunny day in an Acushnet park.
But, Fear’s Face only comes to light in the dark.
Miles & Miles.
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24 hours is never enough. Just 24 years, is just too fucking much.
Green leaves all fall to gravel, and my fears of death unravel.
Where did they go? Are they turning for you? Are they going brown, curling on the ground?
Green leaves all fall to gravel, and my fears of death unravel.
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The day is long and I’m bleeding into the night before leaving.
But when I’m gone, who will feed you? Fleas in your ears, who will treat you?
Run over by a truck, or by a van. A woman screams, “Who hit that man?”
Oxygen leaves your breaking brain as sad eyes meet for one last great pain.
I croon: “How wrong? How cruel? So long.”
Run over by a truck, or by a van. A woman screams, “Who hit that man?”
Oxygen leaves your breaking brain as sad eyes meet for one last great pain.
Unfair, human error. Unleashed, holy terror:
Unknown, little loner. Unloved, without an owner.
Run into the wild as you once did in Pomerania, undomesticated.
Eat what you can get. The bowl’s about as full as my spliced and smashed to shit skull.
“How long can this go on?”
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Good Gods
02:07
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Patron Saint of Lost Things, Anthony, not available to me.
Mary Magdalene locked away in NB.
Francis, save me.
Francis, saint that you are.
Francis, forgive me and my human heart.
Oh Jude, to have you and a little fortitude.
So Saint Pete, if not me, watch over big T.V.
Francis, save me.
Francis, saint that you are.
Francis, forgive me and my human heart.
Here I kneel, before you, contrite and tight in your little pews.
Here I kneel, before you, saying prayers of no fucking use.
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Pilgrims
01:58
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See a face | pale white – tears drop from opening eyes
Hear a voice | call to you – plea a case: sad, blue and true.
Go and grow, or I’ll drag you –
Empathize – for a time.
My pain is a blinding light.
Live your life – not mine.
Your love won’t make the sun shine.
Go and grow, or I’ll drag you –
I’ll drag you down
into a sea of grief
meant to be swam
by me and only me.
Your friends must grow.
Your friends must go.
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9. |
Peace Be With You
01:57
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10. |
The Cush Hole
02:39
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Acushnet, my love, White Whale, my home, I seek. I see. I scream, chasing.
Acushnet, my love, my home, my hole, I seek. I see. I scream, chasing on.
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11. |
Meat Man
02:37
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