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Lost in Time
04:09
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March around my jumping jet as seen often (never decrepit) — jolted freshness April might (jubilant jumper) always showing other nights distant journey from me
May jabbering joiners appreciate shining offers — Nadine despises Jasmine for Mediterranean accent, all conspire to tell me I just might be lost in time all day
July as seen offers nothing — does just feel magical and manically jumpy August surprises — ostriches, newts, deer, jaguar, feel many animals may jitterbug jolly
September occurs nightly, displaying juniper flocks, Manchester and meadows, June bugs, jellied apples all reflect the truth I know as I just might be lost in time all day
To define my place — sit all alone, losing time, losing count
Rise to make me feel that — I had known, when you crossed,
from feeling sad that I just might be lost in time anyway
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2. |
1460 Days
04:21
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And if you’re waiting for a friend to come and
lead you on and onward to a sheltered sky
the pieces falling down
seem to obscure the circling clouds that
blindly threaten rain and once again you run the empty hours into the ground
To take the memory back remember faces
from your lonely past and how it hurt to find
your heart would always break...
I will hold my breath ‘till I can bring you home....my promise to the moon
I will count the hours ‘till I am sure I know, .you’ll be here with me soon
If patience really was a virtue tell me
what you think you would do
as the witching hour pulls light out of the sky
And would a higher purpose satisfy the
thinking and the words you thought you once
relied on leave you in the rain
The thunderstorm receding
leaves you cold, alone, and freezing
looking for an answer to the question that remains
I will hold my breath ‘till I can bring you home....my promise to the moon
I will count the hours ‘till I am sure I know. .you’ll be here with me soon
So if it seems this story leads you on and
on to cross the riverbed of tarnished
dreams and chances you have known
And please remember what your Vincent once
said, “We must sometimes walk amongst
our enemies unarmed and stand alone.”
I will hold my breath ‘till I can bring you home....my promise to the moon
I will count the hours ‘till I am sure I know. .you’ll be here with me soon
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3. |
Indian Summer
06:24
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We played the future game
watching the hours as they drained
into nothing this cool summer’s eve
But then away I looked turned my attention to books
and the promise they held out to me
You wanted to know, you could ask me again
and we’ll share in the knowledge as one
But if the ocean said the river is dead unto me
as it flows round & round to the sea
I sat and waited while Indian summer slipped by
from the waves of the pool to the sea
But sometimes out of the corner of my tearful eye
I can see her still calling to me
You wanted to know, you could ask me again
and we’ll share in the knowledge as one
But if the ocean said the river is dead unto me
as it flows round & round to the sea
Counting, waiting, listening ‘till the hate has evaporated
Running, falling, knowing that your idolatry conceals an
often hidden view deep inside of you
I dance to welcome the first rain of autumn today
as she rings in the change that shall be
For as the heat of the summertime
yields to the fall
all shall welcome the season to heal
You wanted to know, you could ask me again
and we’ll share in the knowledge as one
But if the ocean said the river is dead unto me
as it flows round & round to the sea
Counting, waiting, listening ‘till the hate has evaporated
Running, falling, knowing that your idolatry conceals an
often hidden view deep inside of you
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4. |
Middle
03:36
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in a middle of a room
stands a suicide
sniffing a Paper rose
smiling to a self
"somewhere it is Spring and sometimes
people are in real:imagine
somewhere real flowers,but
I can't imagine real flowers for if I
could,they would somehow
not Be real"
(so he smiles
smiling)"but I will not
everywhere be real to
you in a moment"
The is blond
with small hands
"& everything is easier
than I had guessed everything would
be;even remembering the way who
looked at whom first,anyhow dancing"
(a moon swims out of a cloud
a clock strikes midnight
a finger pulls a trigger
a bird flies into a mirror)
Words: ee cummings - 1931
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5. |
The Gathering
04:56
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Run inside a circle—square, Run until you taste the air
Laughing ‘till the breezes bring you back to earth again
Full moon madness take control, choose the path to take me home
I don’t want to see until there is no choice for me
Until my sight became a raving I saw no use in contemplating
Coloured glass a mirror test, hopeless dreams are always best
Starry eyed accomplishments define a course of light
Stack and tracks of racing wigs out to top the other pigs
I can see a bigger problem hungry, waiting in the wings
Until the wilderness was swallowed
I still believed the earth was hollow
I can sense it getting worse questions are divided first
Answers seem to form from spiders spinning in the wind
To the west and to the east who will sacrifice the least?
Wearing robes the insect knows the chance is none too close
And if I dare to look too closely
I see the pattern shifting slowly
Digging at the surface slate
Yesterday will be too late
Time has once again confirmed my steam roll point of view
If we reach the gathering
Soul—intact. . .Soul—searching
I might count the angels dancing on a snowflake pin tonight
I could begin to try and show you
But left with words, condemned to fail truth
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6. |
La Femme
04:17
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Solomon how did you like the desert?
“Like a friend who can't wait for the company to leave”
Seems to me that alone we should count on ocean gray,
green and duck egg blue as you know it
French he said, “How could you really tell me how you knew
I was locked as a pendulum tick-tock?”
Hold the thought as if your life depended on the gray
it don't matter, much better to be...
Locked in a room with Kathryn the Great, Cleopatra, and Lizzy Borden
As the last of the indigo snakes takes a minute to answer questions
Diver down never found pilgrims gather round the fire
Crying at the sight, smiling in the night
Which witch hunt were you on, torches burn until the dawn
in the modern day, Mormon’s lead the way
A stinging in your neck you'd better try a tourniquet
or a life of pills bound to keep you ill
Doctor Spock, must I take my clothing off?
It seems to me that I'd really really rather be...
Locked in a room with Eva Braun, Joan of Arc, and Yoko Ono
As the Daughters of Agamemnon try in vain to stay incognito
When the north sky steals the dawn, sad eyed Romeo hums this song
“Suddenly I'm not half the man I used to be, someone stole the
other half of me. Oh I believe in yesterday”
Locked in a room with Marie Antoinette, Diana Ross, and Indira Gandhi
As the moon escaped to the West and dared the sky,
"try to come and find me
try to come and find me
try to come and find me"
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Mulder
05:25
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Shadows run a straight line to the end of the track
Hidden meanings screaming like the switchblade in your back
Not me, Easy
Catch the kettle whistling with a fire on high
Focus your attention on the saucer in the sky
Nowhere, not there
Sink into an ocean at the magnetic pole
Does Atlantis open up to swallow you whole
Try to send a word back to society up above
Would they still believe you if they knew what you’re thinking of?
Manufactured bones to prove your theory is true
Holding on the telephone approaching waterloo
Waiting, plaything
See a shooting star against a lunar eclipse
Log a journal entry of your own apocalypse
Not now, no how
Counting cloud formations in a few empty shells
Waiting ‘till a clearance on the airwave to tell
The world won’t believe the words that you say are true
You only hope the CIA won’t kill you as you leak out Project Blue
Help me out, Spooky
Men in black & visitors from deep outer space
I ain’t never seen ‘em as a threat to the human race
And you? Breakthrough
Some say that Bermuda marks a triad of fear
All I know is somethin’s been going down for many years
No crash, no past
Wondering how many times you have to be seen
Before the doubting scientists will finally believe
I think it strange that members of my family tree
Have been on ice for 30 years at Arizona Hangar 18!
The truth is out there...
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8. |
Oh No, Here We Go Again
04:34
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Exile from garden by the sea — I’m
—Sick & lonely
—Sick & lost too
None left to count apart from me — I’m...
Wish for a last day miracle — I’m...
Over the 2nd spectacle — I’m...
Walking toward a hangman noose
I think a coil of rope comes loose
I take no hood, I close my eyes
the trap door breaks to my surprise
A muddy slog pit breaks my fall — I’m...
A fallen angel guides my star — I’m...
Getting really sick of all this burning dry—eye summer smog dye
really wish for sheets of rain to fuse and cauterize my brain
What do you have to say to make amends to make your senses jump into a barrel shoot
unbearable as yesterday
How can I truly say I trust your misplaced good intentions as if by your well rehearsed command
you sweep away my pain
Condemnation compensation — I’m
—Sick & lonely
—Sick & lost too
Tracked by the firing line — I’m...
Losing my focus every day — I’m...
Rush to a Stern figure to pray — I’m...
Oh no, here we go again
running out of words to send
random thoughts for random times I ran aground of my own mind
A last message to send — a fractured thought before I end
the beautiful have poked my eyes, refused to laugh (I can’t see why)
What do you have to say to make amends to make your senses jump into a barrel shoot
unbearable as yesterday
How can I truly say I trust your misplaced good intentions as if by your well rehearsed command
you sweep away my pain...
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Fragile Today
02:59
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Can you really tell what time it is?
Can you tell if it’s a month ago?
Do you walk into a yesterday?
Have you lost a today?
Have you tried to be an honest man?
Have you lied about the things you can?
Make a mountain of your ice and hate...
Fragile Today
Are you sorry what you gave away?
Can you choose to wait ‘till yesterday tomorrow is the one to pay!
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10. |
Mass Debate
03:37
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Indivisibility never did define a country
Seeking its’ identity from emerging nations
Pyramid insanity stamped upon our currency
makes us worth that extra length
in nonsense is strength!
I wonder who can lie the best?
So we fight for children’s’ minds
with any slogan we can find
making up what sounds the best
lining up our latest conquest
Pledge allegiance can’t you see?
I’ll whore you ‘till you vote for me!
Party time for those who find sycophants control their mind!
Party time for those who find three piece suits control their mind!
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11. |
Losing it All
04:42
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When the answer you give
causes 20 more questions to live
and the tide that once washed it away
leaves you lost and confused every day
What can you do when that feeling finds you?
Where can you stay to be free from the pain?
Who can you call when you’re losing it all?
When all hope takes a leave
and the dark becomes all you can see
as the pit you walk calls out your name
what’s the point of still playing this game?
When you know it’s around
just a thought you have brings you way down
Every stranger you see
hurts your eyes, please stop looking at me
When decisions are played
and you’re scared of mistakes you could make
Don’t come back to today
what you’ve done can’t be changed anyway
When you get what you want
but can’t smile and feel you’re done
As your goals become truth
better find a new way to be you
What can you do when that feeling finds you?
Where can you stay to be free from the pain?
Who can you call when you’re losing it all?
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12. |
Spy Game
04:24
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Moon at 11, tide at 1:10
Ticket to nowhere, passport of lies
Move in a jet set, devil—may—care
Playing a spy game, wink of an eye
Deep undercover, ministry mole
Under disguise identity crisis
Hiding allegiance could save your life
Code blue for trouble, red means abort
Synchronize watches, second hand lies
Safe house addresses — secretive knock
Tell me the pass word, say no surprise
Hidden revolvers, silencers speak
Deep throats & trench coats meeting in subways haunting your dreams invading your nights
Trust in no contact, making no friends
Second hand living, shadow thick life
Keep one eye open, sleep when you can
Ducking for cover, waiting for light
Taking a powder, tapping a line
Never retires no golden watches
You’ll never see a rest home for spies!
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13. |
Pull the Plug
05:53
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One more communication hurled at me I’ve had enough
One more opinion penetrates my ear I’m raped by information fear
Another visual spectacle of naked body parts
Conniving yet convincing purchases which come up short
The box pretends to know me
If I could I’d throw it...
out of bounds and out of sight and out of time lets start a war
Lets blast some fucking Arabs build morale up back at home
I sometimes wonder why I’m here instead of ducking bombs
But is it really happening? Which camera can I trust?
To be the news not watch it
If I could I’d pull the plug.
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14. |
Rape.com
02:27
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They say the planet’s come together now as one
And we connect ourselves through twisted wire guns
No longer teletyping...Columbine’s next door
Our information age has made us data whores
With smiling faces we check stock and count our worth
Give up our planet’s rights for options granted mirth
And as the days countdown 2000 looms ahead
But we won’t look inside ‘cause we’re already dead
hate.com
escape.com
too late.com
our fate.com
rape.com
We’re rape.com
69 channels on TV to bring you hell
As Aryan brother sites link porno URL’s
With dollar driven choices how can you stay sane?
Just fuck that internet, let music save your brain
hate.com
escape.com
oh great.com
berate.com
too late.com
our fate.com
Lactate.com
state.com
rape.com
We’re rape.com.
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15. |
Neighbor Blues
03:56
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Oh ya I hate my neighbor
he plays horseshoes & talks all night...
ya I hate my neighbor
he drinks beer till he’s outta sight...
Oh ya I hate my neighbor
he rents to dirt to feel bright...
hungover in the morning
pretends to work in the yard
acts like he owns the neighborhood
where else can they park their cars?
Oh ya I hate my neighbor
he gets stoned and thinks he’s cool
Oh ya I hate my neighbor
he’s a clueless confounded fool
the 1st year he blamed the white jocks
the 2nd the mexican guys
now this year he’s got black room mates
it’s their fault - is that a surprise?
Oh ya I hate my neighbor
he digs lite jazz his senses numb
Oh ya I hate my neighbor
he’s just a fucked up lazy bum
Keeps a fridge outside
and stocks it full of beer
and when he gets too drunk to think
he pours them down his ears
Oh ya I hate my neighbor
too bad that drinking beer
is not a paying job
he’d be a fucking millionaire
instead of a wasted slob
Oh ya I hate my neighbor
vacuums one welcome mat and rests
Oh ya I hate my neighbor
I wish he’d drink himself to death!
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16. |
World of Sleep
04:06
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Lost alone with none to share reality
On my own adrift of frozen fantasy
Sights of home call faintly through my misery
I used to be the one who wanted no one
But as the time unfolds I'm uncertain
Who I've become, I can't relate to anyone
My secrets stay distant as the winter sun
I listen, but of my heart reveal none
I thought futility was stalking me
How could anyone relate to me?
And of the few who hold a key
One I pay, the other once had married me
Of the rest, I try but fail miserably
What to do? This life I lead is drowning me
Close my eyes, escape into my world of sleep...
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Mutiny in Jonestown Washington
Influenced by classic 70's progressive rock bands like King Crimson, Van Der Graaf Generator & Genesis - along with late
60's psychedelia from The Beatles, Procol Harum & Pink Floyd (with a little 70's Black Sabbath thrown in for good measure), Mutiny in Jonestown has always sought to take these influences and synthesize them into something new.
The band has released 42 albums since 1987.
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