1. |
tree
02:01
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i wish there was
the tallest tree
growing over me
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2. |
i'll be there with you
03:35
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mother brought the washing out
my friends were in their cages
and all the pigeons on the line
scattered out like pages
blown in a single gust of wind
can you come away with me
he waved his arms above him
and mother shooed the cat away
while singing songs of love
arranged in triple cadence
in the distance
a road was made
it burned away
i hear him shout above the crowd
that shuffles through the tables
my fingers strain to break the edge
that keeps me still and stable
and eyes so closed around me
i slipped upon the rain soaked lawn
for things are done in stages
and everywhere the pictures broke
and shattered through the ages
gone like sugar on the tongue
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I'm waiting by the taxicab
I'm waiting for you to come out.
All the soldiers are lining the sides of the street
waiting on orders or for someone to shout
I'll look at my wristwatch
and wish you would hurry
come out shrug your shoulders and say what the hell
but ships in the harbour are never on time
too much water holds them away
and we move like derelicts adrift in the fog
yeah, we'll smash on shore one day
the soldiers are lining the sides of the road
waiting on pleasure and pain
So many people struggle to keep them aware
but end up in the same hole in the ground
I'm waiting by the taxicab
I'm waiting for you to come out
watching your window and smoking cheroots
The soldiers are desperately needing relief
and I'd help them to their corners if I could
'cause every soldier who gets killed in a war
is exactly the wrong one to kill
I know you're more than I deserve
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4. |
Paper Walls
05:12
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Say, now. Can you even hear me? Say, now. Why should you need to fear me? I can see your future, up above my TV screen. I can feel you watching, even though I can't be seen.
Say, now. What do you have against me? Say, now. Why do you resent me? I can hear your laughing, coming through these paper walls. Can you feel me shaking? Does it make your skin crawl?
Say, now. Why do you have to hate me? Say, now, Why is it you don't love me? I can feel your heart beat fast and heavy in my hand. It's too late for pleading. Yeah, I know you understand. I can see your future up upon my paper wall. I don't care if you're breathing, I just want another doll.
Say, now. Why are you not moving?
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Persephone Weaves
03:00
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on to the home
with the train wreck
see the smoke through the windows
where Persephone weaves
shredding the foil
from your cigarette paper
be aware there is someone
with a gun in his hand
she looks in the mirror and
who cares what she sees
she won't know what the picture shows
or what to believe
out through the door
love is so withered back now
and the wine that they gave you
burns your head in this light
I'm going down
lost through all of these pages
where did you wander off to
in the middle of life?
I look in the mirror
I don't care what I see
no one knows where people go
just before they leave
and fall through the papers
into your time
maybe you can break the pattern
Persephone weaves
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