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Invocation
04:18
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come lantern light, push back the forest
and illuminate my way
bring me the sound of a familiar tune
and a kindly stranger's face
come milky moonlight, wrap me in your
comforting embrace
smooth all the edges and blunt the angles
of this foreboding place
cause I have been here before
and I will be here again
come whistling wind and whisper wisdom
into my waiting ears
grant me the will and the steady fingers
to quell these quiet fears
and I feel the presence of my father
his voice I can almost hear
but for the pounding in my chest
as the fatal moment nears
bend low boy, put your ear to the ground
feel the flowing flood that surrounds
the faintly falling faraway sound
of all things lost that will one day be found
and late at night when no one's around
I watch the walls come tumbling down
even still the echoes resound
of all things lost that will one day be found
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July
03:01
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cheap rum, chewing gum, cherry cola
fresh cut grass
riding round this little town in an old corolla
with July swimming past
homemade lemonade, melted chocolate,
setting sun
disappearing in the clearing, paints us scarlet
one by one
cause I'm just killing time
until it kills me too
And I hope you don't mind
if I kill time with you
footrace, second place, but I don't mind
when I lose
back here in the rear I always find
I get a better view
first kiss nervousness, bathing beauty
on the sand
animal chemicals flowing through me
guide my callow hands
September seems so far
let's stay right where we are
we'll ripen in the sun
and pray that winter never comes
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Symmetry
03:28
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it's hard to trust a pretty girl
when she looks me in the eyes
cause every pretty girl I've known
has been so good at telling lies
it's hard to trust a pretty boy
when he takes me by the hand
cause every pretty boy I've known
has been a wolf disguised as a lamb
there are several things I'm learning
in my solitary youth
like words can have two meanings
but our bodies tell the truth
though clumsy and uncouth
our bodies tell the truth
there's something in the way she moves
that pulls me in and won't let go
if only I could break the spell
I'd stand my ground and tell her no
she whispers softly in my ear
he lays his hand upon my knee
she says the things I want to hear
he knows he can get anything he needs
yes she's blessed with symmetry but
she won't make a fool of me
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Fiction
03:04
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life ain't like a movie, life ain't like a song
sometimes you can't get the things you need
there's no poetic justice, no tidy denouement
just lonesome hearts and aching hands and feet
life ain't like a fable, life ain't like a joke
sometimes the bad guy gets away
no well-deserved comeuppance, no solemn speeches spoke
just the sleepy music of the everyday
oh, truth is stranger than fiction
and more beautiful too
but I can't help this addiction
to spinning lies for you
life ain't like a novel, life ain't like a poem
sometimes we don't learn from our mistakes
no reconciliation, no way to go back home
just tired sinners trying to catch a break
life ain't like a story in a magazine
sometimes there's no moral at the end
no sudden transformation, no god from the machine
but I guess it don't hurt if we pretend
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The Flood
06:40
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the clouds are blowing in
they've been gathering for some time
for to wash away our sins
for to punish all our crimes
there's a poison in our veins
there's an evil in our blood
so there will come soft rains
so there will come a flood
after all the seas are risen
everything will be forgiven
i built a boat that we can live in
you're my queen and i'm your captain
the warning signs abound
but the omens go ignored
so let the scoffers drown
in the vengeance of the Lord
and we'll batten down the hatch
when the river starts to swell
and if the ship don't last
I hope I've loved you well
no one will be left
except for you and me
we'll have to start afresh
we'll plant a family tree
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