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Late Night Left Turn
04:55
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Once nightly,
Exciting.
And now lately,
I’m waiting—
I’m waiting for the arrow,
Quiver and bow,
Quiver and bow,
Become green and go,
I think you know,
I think you know.
Late night
Late night left turn
Out of the darkness
Into lanes of light
And rings of string
That ties us tight
And bound for life
And you’re ready,
Already.
And I’m sorry,
I’m tardy—
I’m hardly half human,
But I'm a fan
Oh, I'm a fan...
I’ll do what I can,
Without a plan,
Without a plan.
Late night
Late night left turn
Out of the darkness
Into lanes of light
And rings of string
That ties us tight
And bound for life
Why not
Tie knot
Now you’re closer
Now you're near
We've come so far
What's this fear?
This lovely
Discovery
Of bubbly
Feelings doubly.
We'll really proclaim it bold
Before we're old,
Let all behold
Our heat never cold,
Let all behold
Before we're old.
Late night
Late night left turn
Out of the darkness
Into lanes of light
And rings of string
That ties us tight
And bound for life
Why not
Tie knot
Now that you’re closer
Now that you're nearer
We've come so far
What need have we for fear?
None
I'm done
Pretendin'
That you and I
Aren't kissin'!
Hey there Hun,
I'm done
Pretendin'
That you,
You and I
Aren't kissin'!
Hey there Hun,
I'm done
Pretendin'
That you,
You and I
Are not kissing.
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2. |
I Can't Wait To Go Grey
03:36
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One time I thought
Since then have forgot
The words
I would say
If I met
Friends again
Arguments
I could win now…
My lips were bold
The truth it is cold
And gone
Is the help
Of my hand
And my head
Cannot stand
Soon be dead, I’ll
I have got nothing on my mind
I have got nothing on my mind
I have got nothing on my mind
I have got nothing, nothing….
I used to say
“I can't wait to go grey”
But now
Time is trite
And every sight
Seems the same
Every night
Feel the flame of
Passions once dreamed
Chances unredeemed
And now
Ticking clocks
Keep the beat
Ceaselessly
Off my feet
Obsolete, I’m
I have got nothing on my mind
I have got nothing on my mind
I have got nothing on my mind
I have got nothing, nothing....
I have got nothing on my mind
I have got nothing on my mind
I have got nothing on my mind
I have got nothing, nothing....
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3. |
Bitter Storm Over Henry
03:51
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Forecast has been bleak
The season, a shame
Damned dry dusty blue
And always the same
But big cloud brewing
Across fruitless plain
Rolls up into view
Portends a rich rain
Devastating downpour kills things
Crop corpses in left field fall
Farmer Henry is so angry
Bitter storm o’er Henry squalling…
Just like Job of old,
Hen has lost his yield
Formless force of wind
The power it wields
To take his toil
And sprinkle the flakes
All around the farm—
And now his heart breaks
Hasty as a horse
Set loose at a sound,
Tempest rage renews
As lightning strikes ground
Holy cow bows and bolts;
Its fear pumps its blood
In the midst and might
Of the fearsome flood
Devastating downpour kills things
Crop corpses in left field fall
Farmer Henry is so angry
Bitter storm o’er Henry balling…
Devastating downpour kills things
Crop corpses in left field fall
Farmer Henry is so angry
Bitter storm o’er Henry calling…
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4. |
The Damned Dam
03:24
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Here comes funny feel
You can’t explain
You can’t even speak
Or say your name
You hate this ordeal:
Your tongue is numb
Lost in outer space
Floating away
Floating away
Floating away
Now full flow the water words aglow
They crash and clash, a blissful bash they
Stream, are slick, a dream, they dash
And know just where they need to go—
Soon again the water words begin
To wait and watch and become lost and
Lonely, loose, a stone, across
The stream upsets and dam/damns the dream—
You think it’s surreal
Screaming inside
Losing at this fight
You versus you
Make your last appeal
Try hard to try
Softly your voice falls
Out of the blue
Out of the blue
Out of the blue
Now full flow the water words aglow
They crash and clash, a blissful bash they
Stream, are slick, a dream, they dash
And know just where they need to go—
Soon again the water words begin
To wait and watch and become lost and
Lonely, loose, a stone, across
The stream upsets and dam/damns the dream—
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5. |
The Dysaniac
11:30
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I guess I’ll get up
And put on my clothes
I guess I’ll give up
My dreaming repose
But my bed
And my head
They are one
They are warm
I can’t move
I can’t lose
Perfect sleep
Perfect peace
Should I go?
I don’t know.
Give me time
Give me five
(It is okay for you to go and dream all day)
But my bed
And my head
They are one
They are warm
I can’t move
I can’t lose
Perfect sleep
Perfect peace
Should I go?
I don’t know.
Give me time
Give me five
(It is okay for you to go and dream all day)
I think I’ll lie here
Until tomorrow
I think I’ll die here
In morning’s green glow
Yeah, my bed
And my head
They are one
They are warm
(Lay in bed)
I won’t move
I won’t lose
Perfect sleep
Perfect peace
(Rest your head)
I can’t go
Now I know
Nevermind
What is time?
(Drift away)
(It is okay for you to go and dream all day)
Yeah, my bed
And my head
They are one
They are warm
(In bed)
I won’t move
I won’t lose
Perfect sleep
Perfect peace
(Rest your head)
I can’t go
Now I know
What is time?
Nevermind
(Drift away)
(It is okay for you to go and dream all day)
I'm sleeping!
Dreaming again
Scenes from the land
And private sea of me
Nothing to share
Alone here I care
Not for a thing of thee
(Of thee)
But the sights shift
And sometimes I do drift
Into grey worries
Bleakly looking back
Nothing here is real
All phantom and feel
Everything is blurry
I should not be
In such a big
Hasty hopeless hard-pressed hurry
Just to trust these dreams
I guess I’ll get up!
(get up)
(get up)
(get up)
(get up)
Here I have lain
As if I were slain
Never to move
From my bedroom
My whole body aches
Nestled in blanks,
Pillows and sheets
Softness replete
Comfort cannot sate
'Cuz in my murky state
The great unknown
Tingles my bones
What lies beyond
The end of my yawn?
What will I do
When I push on through?
Well why should I rise up then
And face the anguish of day
The people and the problems
That get in the way
Of peaceful easy feelings
And extinguish my flame
These people these problems strain
Or maybe it's me
My lazy mind
Its stupid sleeping
All of the time
I guess I'll get up for good!
Here I have lain
As though I were slain
And never to move
From my bedroom
But what's with the light
Still shining bright?
I flipped the switch
But maybe I didn't
Something of a stretch
But I know how to catch
A whole bunch of Z's
I could sell them for money
My black coffee brain
Is sweet with spice again
Sleep steams the stream
Merrily down the dream.
Oh no.
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6. |
Colorful Bubbles
03:01
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(Everything, everything, everything)
Everything’s decent
I don’t pay no rent
(I don’t pay, I don’t pay, I don’t pay)
And my friends are here
(Everybody, everybody, everybody)
Everyone’s dreaming
(Dream, dream, dream, dream)
Everyone’s scheming
(Everyone, everyone, everyone)
But my kitties have food
(Food, food, food)
And the carts have been good
(Good, good, good)
My bird is rising
To the sky
Oh my!
(Liquor and ladies, oh)
Yea, there’s liquor and ladies
And everything shady
(Everything shady)
Down here in the Vale
(Everything, everything, everything)
Everything’s easy
(Ease, ease, ease, ease)
Everything’s greasy
(Everything, everything, everything)
But Jim is in jail
(Jail, jail, jail)
Randy’s fat as hell
(Hell, hell, hell)
Donnie screams at the sky
“Oh my—“
(Then there is, then there is, then there is)
Then there is Ricky
He can be tricky
(He can be, he can be, he can be)
Long stories get short
(And with Jules, and with Jules, and with Jules)
And with Julian
(Jules, Jules, Jules, Jules)
There is no foolin’ him
(There is no, there is no, there is none)
But my belly gets got
(Got, got, got)
And that means a-lot
(Lot, lot, lot)
My rocket’s rising
To the sky
Oh my!
(Here’s my name, here’s my name, here’s my name)
My name is Bubbles
I stay out of trouble
(No trouble, no trouble, no troub-)
But sometimes I pop
(Despite it all, despite it all, despite it all)
Despite all the strange shit
(Shit, shit, shit, shit)
I wouldn’t change it
(Never change it, no changes, no change)
We’re a big family
(-ly, -ly, -ly)
All the park and me
(me, me, me)
I’m a lucky guy!
Everything’s decent
And I don’t pay no rent
And my friends are here
And my friends are here
And my friends are here
And my friends are here
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Alexander Moss Kokomo, Indiana
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