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The Graduate
01:38
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The pains you’ll take
The rules you’ll break
Just to keep from feeling older
An acute sense that it’s over
Still won’t cover your student loans
Your credit cards
Brought you far
Or was it only deeper?
You tried sleeping with your best friend
Now your best friend’s with someone else
Had I known someone like you
Had I half the charm you do
I’d have done the same thing, too
An attitude
Sad as untrue
The endless solitude of summer
With ever letter to each other
We write every wrong we’ve ever known
A set of stares
A godless prayer
And the space that lies between you
And though there is no smoke to see through
I still wonder who you are
Had I known someone like you
Had I half the charm you do
I’d have done the same thing, too
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2. |
Summer Song
03:47
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Hold your coat
On the cold face of a clock
Summer floats
As she talks
There’s no map
To the beach beneath the street
Summer’s back
Incomplete
The touch of her hand
The choler of love
I can’t understand
And I can’t get enough
Detour days
Sun diverted to the night
Summer plays
At a life
Streetlights yawn
Throwing shadows in her smile
Summer’s song
For a little while
The touch of her hand
The collar of love
I can’t understand
And I can’t get enough
All the thoughts she treasures
Her semi-precious stones
Arrayed with elegant measure
Displayed when she’s all alone
Hide your smile
On the dark side of the sun
Summer sparks
Your smart remarks
Summer sparks and then she’s gone
Summer sparks and then she’s gone
Summer sparks and then she’s gone
Summer sparks…
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3. |
You and I
03:05
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You and I
Have no need for a name
No need for a singular truth
No need for these trivial things
Our needs are both one and the same
And that’s why we cry
I hunger for your wonderful games
The play and the pull of your eyes
You and I
Have our own little thing
A secret language we share
A silent song that we sing
A love poem that’s tapped out in code
So no one can tell
I hunger for your wonderful games
The play and the pull of your spell
You and I
Are not what we seem
Unbound from any sense of ourselves
The soft melancholy of dreams
We both want to come in from the cold
In each others arms
I hunger for your wonderful games
The play and the pull of your charms
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4. |
The Rebel
02:16
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Say no
Say no and say no well
Say no
Say no and give them hell
Say no
And so assert yourself
There is a power to the word
When you say no
The unjust cower to the word
When you say no
A no
Won’t go all by itself
A no
Knows there’s a yes as well
Say no
Say yes to something else
There is a power
When there is a yes in no
The unjust cower
When there is a yes in no
Be brave
For all that you have fought
Be brave
Don’t be what you’ve been taught
Be brave
And be just what they’re not
There is a power to the word
When you say no
The unjust cower to the word
When you say no
Be brave
When you meet no success
Be brave
As you face imminent death
Be brave
And as the sun will set
There is a power to the word
When you say no
The unjust cower to the word
When you say no
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5. |
Cicatriz
02:49
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Glide across the stage
Words drip off the page
Lines worth ridiculing
Who do you think you’re fooling,
Besides yourself?
Eyes as bright as swords
Scars your dark awards
Accidents of schooling
Who do you think you’re fooling,
Besides yourself?
Let the line slip from your hand
Change in time, a change in plans
In the light you looked so beautiful
Who will stage your curtain call now?
Hide behind dark shades
Live asleep for days
Heated thoughts need cooling
Who do you think you’re fooling,
Besides yourself?
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6. |
Begin Again
02:55
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A fond farewell
Not overdue, but just as well
It’s time to shake
The bonds that bind you
To these streets
To the night
This thirst for life
The correlate of finite time
You let grow
Now it consumes you
And you’re lost
To the premise
To the promise of it all
I pretend to nothing innocent
Just think of all the wasted days you’ve spent
Tending to the needs
You never really needed
To begin
To live again
She wants you to begin
Her calling card
The city streets in her backyard
She lights you up
Like strange pachinko
And you’re lost
To the premise
To the promise of it all
I pretend to nothing innocent
Just think of all the wasted days you’ve spent
Tending to the needs
You never really needed
To begin
To live again
She wants you to begin
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7. |
Happiness
01:58
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Happiness will find you
When you least expect
It will sneak behind you
Wrap its fingers around your neck
With broad, cheery grip start tightening
All your blues turn purple-red
And you might have wished for something else
But happiness comes instead
Happiness will haunt you
Even in your sleep
It will tease and taunt you
Turning pratfalls while you weep
Its vicious vine keeps growing
Across the wall it creeps
And you might have thought you’d sewn something else
But happiness is what you reap
All hail happiness
That fair and winsome maid
What would we give for
That feeling we live for?
The warmth of the light on the stage
All hail happiness
Fall down on your knees
As soon as you’ve crossed it
You’ve stumbled and lost it
It flitters away in the breeze
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8. |
Falling Snow
02:44
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Will she return?
Is she gone forever?
Frost on the tree
Snow-bent frozen branches
Which ring is real?
Which is just the image?
Think, you can feel
Thank her when you’re finished
…
A fountain overflows
A garden goes unweeded
I miss her touch
All I ever needed
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9. |
Camera Lucida
04:06
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In the photo of my mother as a child
In the photo of the man
Who was condemned to die,
We all likewise
In the treble bleeding from her ears that night
In the treble bleeding from
The only look of love
She could not hide
All my friends are dead
All my friends are dead
In the pages of the books that bare your voice
In the pages of the books
That are washed with loss and pain
Your wounded mind
At the loss of authorship of her own life
At the loss of access to
The last stacks where it might reside
She fights the urge to cry
All my friends are dead
All my friends are dead
You’re making time
You’ve crossed a line
She’s making signs
That will rip you heart apart
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10. |
Automaton
02:32
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Your head a rock
Your heart a hollow stone
Formaldehyde inside
The tiny bitter eyes you call your own
Automaton
Who switched you on?
Tick, tick, whir, and click
Your cyclic song
Fish for your hands
Cripple wheels your feet
A deathless stare proves no one’s there
And still breathlessly, I believe
Automaton
Who switched you on?
Tick, tick, whir, and click
Your cyclic song
…
Your burlesque soul
The gears beneath your robe
As much you whir, you’ll never be
You’ll just rust, you must corrode
Automaton
Who switched you on?
Tick, tick, whir, and click
Your
Tick, tick, whir, and
Tick, tick, whir, and click
Your cyclic song
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11. |
Home
03:46
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Home
Anywhere you lay your head a home
Even as you wander lost, alone
Far beyond the fields of the unknown
Anywhere you wonder
Home
A familiar feeling in your bones
A peculiar dream becomes your tissue
And says, “I miss you.”
I want to be with you
Everywhere you go
I want to seep through the ether
Or melt like snow
I want to be with you
Everywhere you go
I want to seep through the either/or,
Melt like snow
Time
The calculated strangeness of your mind
Souvenirs and sheets you’ve left behind
Memories that melt with rain and die
Little bits of paper
Time
Ruined like the column of your spine
A peculiar dream becomes your tissue
And says, “I miss you.”
I want to be with you
Everywhere you go
I want to seep through the ether
Or melt like snow
I want to be with you
Everywhere you go
I want to seep through the either/or,
Melt like snow
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