1. |
Oh the Beautiful Night
03:53
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Street lamps mix with colorful signs like a carnival
The drunkard shares secret wisdom with a southern drawl
The blue moon sings with a beautiful sigh, imparting parables
Oh the beautiful night
Oh the beautiful night
The tributary flows down the sidewalks embankment
Maple leaves and magazines sailed along there was an accident
A pickup truck made a wide U-turn and hit a fire hydrant
Oh the beautiful night
Oh the beautiful, peculiar night
The cherry of that cigarette reminds me of fireflies
Incandescent strobing balls of light remind me of paradise
The underbelly like an overturned rock just teeming with life
Oh the beautiful night
Oh the beautiful peculiar, transfigured, night
Breaking,
daylight
is breaking
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2. |
January Rain
02:41
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It is impossible to distinguish
The difference between
Pine needles and worms
On the sidewalk
In the early morning
January rain
It's just the new year's pain
Falling from the sky again
Disguising living things among nonliving things
So they get stomped just the same
Underfoot, on the sidewalk in the early morning
January rain
But the voices in the air ask you to mourn
But your so far away from how you're born
That you don't know how
And pretend you don't care
You're compassionate and then you're caustic
You're religious and then agnostic
You think you've found it when you've lost it
Trying to decipher cryptic meaning
But if the heart would just stop beating
Then the scrape would stop bleeding
And if it's cause and effect
Then maybe something I'm doing would stop
January from raining
But the voices in the air ask you to mourn
But you're so scared of being scorned
That you just ignore them
Goddammit, I don't know
Goddammit, I don't know
Goddammit
It is impossible to distinguish the difference between
Thoughts and feelings
In the early morning
January rain
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3. |
Disciples & Rivals
02:09
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Watch how things seem to fall apart
Like big old stars keep falling from the sky
Will it ever run dry?
Walk along the water's edge
But it was razor thin and you lost your head
Then you woke up in your bed
All covered in sweat
And it seems to me that it's always a dream
That can make you forget what you believe in
Come on what's your latest greatest sin
Because everybody's wondering
Haven't you read the Bible
Either your a disciple
Or your a rival
And the rain is falling down hard
On the field of the game
Where the winner is the last one to remain
So now I see why you're in so much pain
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4. |
Troubled
03:12
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Troubled by your wandering eyes
Troubled by your wandering mind
Troubled by your lonesome heart
That tears you apart every time
Troubled by little white lies
Leveled by the feeling in the room
And the pair of eyes that cut right through
Watched as the picture frame
Fell to the floor
Broken in two
Troubled by what you did and didn't do
You never complained but you never let go
Now your pent up rage is starting to show
And your mind was made up too long ago
Troubled by all the open doors
These decisions always shake you to your core
Many choices to be made
But you're afraid of what they might say
If they became yours
So you never claim anything anymore
Humbled by the honesty in her
Like being confounded by the simplest tunes of a songbird
And there were things you needed to see
And everyone tried but you were blind
We gave you pictures not words
She was the only voice you heard
You know it's alright
If you start to feel seen
And you start to cry or start to dream
Those are good things to do if you want to feel free
So go ahead cry and go ahead scream
Give yourself room enough to dream
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5. |
Sunless
03:11
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Do not confess to profess to much
For you protest too much
You were walking in the moonlight
Carrying the sunshine
There was a hole in your pocket
Then you dropped it
Now you can't find it
And now the sun won't rise
It's night time
All the time
And we're sunless, sunless, sunless
In the morning when we need the sun the most
Dark is to light as stand is to sit
It's just an opposite
You'll get used to it
Just get used to it
Do not intrude or be rude
Don't kill the mood
And no matter what you do
Do not criticize
Everything's just fine
We're sunless, sunless, sunless
In the afternoon
When all that I can do
Is think of you
As far as I can tell we're under a spell
There's no use trying to break from your cell in hell
There's no where to go
There's nothing
As far as I can tell we're under a spell
If nothing comes from something
Then what's the use in trying
It's just discouraging
Find something reassuring
Surely you can try
Even if we're sunless, sunless, sunless
In the morning when we miss the sun the most
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6. |
Hollywood, Florida
02:39
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Liquid shadows poured out of your body
Under Christmas lights in June
The only thing I ever tried to tell you was the truth
So ignore the disclaimer and don't be a stranger
To the land of the condemned
It's Fourth of July
Fireworks cross the sky
Looks like the star of Bethlehem
With a cross to bare
And a bridge to cross
In the heavy air making it difficult to sing
Clamoring for that healing tough
But your limping spirit made a crutch
Out of the pendulum
Now it's beginning to swing
Your ability to recollect is held in high esteem
But you keep confusing love with archeology
Sometimes you feel hopeless and helpless
Like there's nothing you can do
Watching fireflies put out their inner lights
By drowning in the pool
It's a southern town tunnel dream
Head down nuclear family
That's fraying at the seems
Your turpentine fragility
Was hanging on a balance beam
The match was lit as you sat upon that
Childhood set of swings
Melted crayons and lip synced grins
Man, now I understand that we'll never understand
Melted crayons and lip synced grins
Man, now I understand that we'll never understand each other
Oh brother
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7. |
Whale
03:02
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I'm listening for the nightingale
Until the morning light turns pale
All naked and frail
I'm waiting for the phallic
Spear of God
To impale
Me deep
Knee deep in stomach acid in the belly of a whale
Who sings songs to the San Gabriels
And dreams of white skinned girls in pistachio shells
What the hell
You, you're watching black and white footage
Of a nuclear bomb
The telephone rings
It's probably mom
She asks you to tea
Those loose tea leaves in the bottom of the cup
Something didn't agree
It made you throw up all your
teleology
Knee deep in the rolling bathwater of the sea
The earth seems to choose who she chews and swallows
And if it ain't you
Then it's probably me
We stand in a row on the shore, the line is long
Where's that bird I never heard its song
The tones fell out of the pink air and landed
Neatly in the palm of your hand
Knee deep in the twilight colored mud
The black lightning trees outlined against diamond earring studs
With the rattle and hum of insect life
You feel less alone
But I'm still listening for that nightingale
While you're lost in a lagoon
I'm crazy as a loon
Inside this birdless whale
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8. |
Odaxelagnia
04:16
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You drew a valentine
I don't know why
It turned me on
The way it did
Well it still does
The way it did
When I was a kid
It depicted
You as a vampire
Bite marks
In my neck
Blood poured out
On the ground
It spelled
I love you
I was confused
How could something so crude
And gruesome
Be so hot
Well I brought it to my room
And I hid it in a drawer
Well I wonder did you make
The same thing
For anyone else
And did they have
A thing for it
Did they even think about it
Or did they just throw it away
Because it took
My imagination
For a little ride
Now I have an appreciation
For the tasteful intonation
Of gothic flirtation
And I think about your teeth
Leaving bite marks in my neck
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9. |
In the Operating Room
02:06
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In the operating room
You're objectively observed as a problem to be solved
But it's not the doctor's fault for this distanced disposition
It's just the way things must go when you're in their position
Like a rope that hangs off the edge of a cliff
Trying to stop people from falling
When someone's life is on the line
You must maintain a state of mind that allows you to act
With precision
No inhibition
In the operating room
You will forcibly receive a deep and peaceful sleep
And when you awake
There may be
Rods reinforcing your broken bones
And holes in your body wrapped up and sewn
Though you may feel weak cold and alone
Those holes were put there to make you whole again
And as for the pain and discomfort you've experienced
Have faith that some day it will all come to an end
In the operating room
You may feel a sickness in your stomach
From nerves that make chills plummet
From your head to your toes then back again
You wonder why does this have to happen
All the hospital gowns and the bed pans
And the sleeping pills and the Vicodin
All this time spent doing nothing but trying to get better
In the operating room
There are successes and there are failures
It's a lot like being a sailor
Either you sink or your swim
And there are miracles and acts of God
And radicle treatments and stacked up odds
That miraculously turn out in your favor
But sometimes there is no savior
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10. |
Surreal Song
02:25
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The southern brass band played some songs on the hill
And the valley was filled with dancing goblins
So we looked to the heavens for some hope
But all we encountered was a parquet pope
All he wanted was a cracker
All we had was communion bread
All we wanted was a picture
But we left with the thoughts in our heads
A pair of lightening strikes in and out of sync
Prove something and nothing are closer than we think
With your rose colored glasses
And third eye view of another plane
Left you conjugating Spanish
With past, future and present all the same
Admire the vandalism on the walls of your brain
A mathematician's chalkboard, equations of pain
Wolf-like love is barbarous
With strength and unknown source
Making paleontologists argue back and forth
Back and forth
Back and forth
Hours of sand fell to draw out the morals of fables
Only give the answer to the maidens of the sun
Carry your swords to protect from the hordes of hounds
With teeth of venom of the priest and the nun
Filled with conviction to manage the meaning of songs
Of the lonely that give terror to the young of heart
Cradled by willows that never learned to weep from the start
Your hair is a radiance, a lion's mane, the sun
It dictates my circadian rhythms
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11. |
Terence McKenna
02:32
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dylan kanner recommends:
my favorite songs = "Elongate Over A Flying Sky" & "Different To Us"
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my favorite songs = "Little Dog Mind" & "Hank & Georgia"
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my favorite songs= "Maybe You Died" & "Before A Black Tea"
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