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Mashed Potatoes
03:49
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Constant Run
02:02
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Large Thing
03:13
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This constant turning of light
is starting to get to my craw
power over night and day,
day and night and night and day,
on and off.
This daytime's only as long as I feel
it should be constant
it should be constant
turning day to night
turning night to day
Don't know what to believe,
the clouds or the sun
daytime light switched interrupted
now it's day but not for long
now it's day but not for long
Do I age a day
when the light goes off?
Does my day begin
when the light goes on?
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5. |
Sunny Porch
02:11
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6. |
Steam Heat
02:54
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Run, damn it.
01:48
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8. |
I Want To Be
04:03
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I want to be, a tune haunts me
undersea, and lost bread is all
Howard stop, grind those bearings in the shop
buy government cheese a roadmap to the soil
Lick popcorn cheese off my fingers in the breeze
now the dinner bell and return to my cell
I want to be but I'm in the way
I want to be so I'm here to stay.
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9. |
Determinist Soup
01:16
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Every once in a while I feel as though I'm moving through a determinist soup where every movement of mine sends eddies of current knocking this into that.
The force it takes to make one movement in the soup is great, and the implications of my actions, thoroughly following Newtonian physics are also more for reacting.
It's as if I would like to constrain movement until the thick soup thins to a light gruel, where I may move effortlessly, affecting things in a manner which I wish.
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Distant Relatives
04:08
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Distant relatives come into town,
unexpected they burn the whole day.
They start at the cupboards and move the stairs
the bedroom window blankly stares
moulded flowers on the bureau,
left by some unsuspecting hero
Who dropped them off and rode away
we never saw him again, and again.
molded plastic with musty joints
rusting four wilting supporting wires
colored yellow, red and cyan
dipped in turtle wax and sprayed with perfume
with perfume...
They will last forever.
How are you today?
I'm doing fine today
(repeat)
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12. |
Lost Bread Process
03:05
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13. |
Tracks
02:42
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The tracks they all lead out of here
in the sleepy coldness of the night
breath frost patterns do appear
everything is black and white
so black and white,
so black and white.
so black and
so black and white.
That magic carpet did appear
I want to take it out of here
grounded by some ancient rule
shrouded in a caste of fear
but I can't see straight,
no I can't see straight
but I can't see straight,
no I can't see straight
The tracks they all lead out of here
the sun bleaches things all white
heat melts up the tarred up road
everything is black and white
so black and white,
so black and white.
so black and
so black and white.
At day it was so hot out here
the sleepy but cold secure night
leaves my mind in wandering fear
that everything is black and white
so black and white,
so black and white.
so black and
so black and white.
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14. |
The Edens
03:13
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15. |
Lake Street
02:14
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16. |
Air (it's only)
01:44
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air
It's only air
you use it by using your lungs
it's only air
it's just air
you live with it
or die without it
it's only air
it's just air
you use it by using your lungs
it's only air
you see right thorough it like it's not even there
it's not nothing,
it's something called air
air
it's just air
you use it by using your lungs
it's only air
it's only air
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