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here’s an awful pretty song
hear that lonesome whippoorwill
he sounds too blue to fly
the midnight train is whining low
i’m so lonesome i could cry
i’ve never seen a night so long
and time goes crawling by
the moon just went behind the clouds
to hide its face and cry
and did you ever see a robin weep
when leaves begin to die?
like me, he’s lost the will to live
i’m so lonesome i could cry
the silence of a falling star
lights a purple sky
and as i wonder where the fuck you are
i’m so lonesome i could cry
the midnight train is whining low
i’m so low
i’m so lonesome i could cry
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2. |
At the Brown County Fair
03:29
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trying to hide beneath the thin pink line
trying to ride the polluted wind in a chokehold
at the top you see the dump from there
on the ferris wheel at the Brown County Fair
at the top you can see the dump from there
on the ferris wheel at the Brown County Fair
on the ferris wheel at the Brown County Fair
it was the summer of ’03,
watching onDemand rentals including ‘Gigli’
the black bars annoyed you so we zoomed in
on your bulky 4:3 Panasonic
and a night you let slide, slide about the one girl
who caught your eye, you win
trying to hide beneath the thin pink line
trying to ride the polluted wind in a chokehold
at the top you can see the dump from there
on the ferris wheel at the Brown County Fair
at the top you can see the dump from there
on the ferris wheel at the Brown County Fair
on the ferris wheel at the Brown County Fair
trying to hide beneath the thin pink line
trying to ride the polluted wind in a chokehold
we were both born in
we were both born in
hide where we were both born in
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3. |
David Foster Wallace I
00:46
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4. |
Brakhage Hands
07:45
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got a gun locked and loaded
but it doesn’t phase me
how would you pull the trigger
when i’ve been places
come on, take it from me
your narcotic eyes
that hypnotism
Kaa in a state of view
sweet and sour lately, stuck
sweet and sour lately, stuck
your narcotic eyes
your narcotic eyes
there’s a bird dead in the backyard
there’s about a thousand cockroaches
ready to survive the blast
words in a certain aura
chaos riding everywhere
there once were days where my face
felt a fire when i saw her with you
your narcotic eyes, that hypnotism
sour candy stuck to that sweater that
i once shared with you
riding the sun rays, baby
riding the sun rays, baby
ride the sun rays
ride the sun rays
ride the sun rays
there’s about a thousand cockroaches
ready to survive the blast
words in a certain order
chaos riding everywhere
like the river, nature of the beast
where i come to be, where i come to be
there once were days where my face
felt a fire when i saw her with you
your narcotic eyes, that hypnotism
sour candy stuck to that sweater that
i once shared with you
its haunting now, its now monochrome
its haunting now, its now monochrome
its haunting now, its now monochrome
all the layers cut the fuck up
screens within screens
mirrors face to face
so crazy in youth
you were dog star man
under mothlight, too
born again in Stan Brakhage hands
i’ve had to learn where
born again in Stan Brakhage hands
i’ve had to learn where
today we drove around looking for apartments
and took notice of all the evergreen
never considered just how out of touch
only two weeks left at our apartment
and never took notice about how out of touch
screens within screens
mirrors face to face
so crazy in youth
you were dog star man
under mothlight, too
i’ve had to learn where
born again in Stan Brakhage hands
i’ve had to learn where
born again in Stan Brakhage hands
riding the sun rays
an art piece
riding the sun rays
you’re an art piece
and it’s true
it’s true, peace
comical, it’s true
riding the sun rays
the emerald green
near where i’d come to be
riding on a dream wave, baby
there once were days where my face
felt a fire when i saw her with you
your narcotic eyes, that hypnotism
sour candy stuck to that sweater that
i once shared with you
sour candy stuck to that sweater that
i once shared with you
Kaa in a state of view
sweet and sour lately
stuck to that sweater
Kaa in a state of view
Kaa, Kaa, Kaa, Kaa
Kaa, Kaa, Kaa, Kaa
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5. |
Post-Pink Elephant
02:33
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6. |
Christen the Good Witch
01:49
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wiping away the tears
putting down foundation
gliding across the stage
in her own direction
i’m the Glen to her Glenda
in a way that I can’t explain
just take in on an artist’s cue
always speak in half-truths
so here, riddle you this
another rhyme, metaphor
emerald green again
and the golden road
yellow brick, no
oh, Christen the good witch
Christen the good witch
Christen the bad bitch
just take it on an artist’s cue
your influence was so crucial
yeah, Christen, the good witch
floating down from the heavens
in a crystal ball, film projection
a sixth sense of the planets
going in their own direct
i’m the Glen to her Glenda
in a way that I can’t explain
just take in on an artist’s cue
always speak in half-truths
so here, riddle you this
oh, Christen the good witch
Christen the bad bitch
just take it on an artist’s cue
your influence was so crucial
i’m the Glen to her Glenda
in a way that I can’t explain
just take in on an artist’s cue
always speak in half-truths
your influence was so crucial
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7. |
White Mullet
02:47
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nothing to say, drink away and die
nothing to say, drink away and die
like the shrooms you spit out before you cry
am i in Santa Carla
am i in Santa Carla
or Santa Cruz
the bridge to grip to
a bridge to fall into
the fog from the rain
over the ocean onto the skies
in a b-roll outtake
and stare at the sun
nothing to say, drink away and die
nothing to say, drink away and die
like the shrooms you spit out before you cry
sleeping like a rockstar before
you’re rolling out of bed
with that wand in your hand
i command y’all
with that wand in your hand
i’ll command y’all
with that wand in your hand
on command y’all
with that wand in your hand
on command y’all
all of this magic
the wand here in my mind
in my mind
loops and distortion
and the long-ass grind
all of this magic
the wand here in my mind
in my mind
loops and distortion
and the long-ass grind
flying over the ocean
it’s magic
the wand here in my mind
in my mind
loops and distortion
and the long-ass grind
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8. |
It's Your Love
02:43
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dancing in the dark
middle of the night
taking your heart
and holding it tight
emotional touch
touching my skin
and asking you to do
what you've been doing
all over again
oh, it's a beautiful thing
don't think i can keep it all in
i just gotta let you know
what it is that won't let me go
it's your love
it just does something to me
it sends a shock right through me
i can't get enough
and if you wonder
about the spell I'm under
oh, it’s your love
better than I was
more than I am
and all of this happened
by taking your hand
and who I am now
is who I wanted to be
and now that we're together
i’m stronger than ever,
i’m happy and free
oh, it's a beautiful thing
don't think I can keep it all in
and if you ask me why I've changed
all I gotta do is say your sweet name
it's your love
it just does something to me
it sends a shock right through me
i can't get enough
and if you wonder
about the spell I'm under
oh, it's your love
oh, baby, it’s your love
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there’s a dude with a guitar
and a neighbor from the room next door
like Pan, flute in his hand
he doesn’t speak English
but he recognizes the melody
to Vance Joy’s “Riptide”
and doesn’t play against it
and I’m now on the way to Auburn
following a scent of cologne
fly, Pan, dust the world with your notes
there’s a dude underneath his Dodge
sparks are flying and he’s hallucinating
like the God’s Hand Killer
he’s throwing looks at the best damn band
and he’s throwing shade without saying anything
and I’m now on the way to Auburn
following a scent of cologne
i’m short-tempered, i’m hot-headed
just breathe, just breathe
just breathe, just breathe
and stars never claim a lover
and stars never claim a lover
just breathe, just breathe
just breathe, just breathe
fly, Pan, dust the world with your notes
just breathe, just breathe
just breathe, just breathe
breathe
breathe
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i’ve been in rural parts of the Midwest and beyond
i’ve been the reflection to southern Canada
i can take you on the ultimate adventure
take you way beyond what you imagine ever
in the land of meth and money
blood on the floor of the libraries
charcoal aluminum foil
crinkled like bowls on the floor
i can’t stand it, i can’t stand it
i can’t stand it for myself
i can’t stand it, i can’t stand it
i can’t stand up for myself
the smell of dead leaves in the rain
in melted sleet on the roads
emptying into the drains
i’ve been deep in the hearts of trailer parks
i’ve been deep in the ‘burbs
and i can tell you how vicious they growl
how they gnaw down on the bone
in the land of meth and money
blood on the floor of the libraries
charcoal aluminum foil
crinkled like bowls on the floor
in the land of meth and money
blood on the floor of the libraries
charcoal aluminum foil
crinkled like bowls on the floor
and i can’t stand it
i can’t stand it, i can’t stand it for myself
i can’t stand it, i can’t stand it
i can’t stand up for myself
in land of meth and money
meth and money
meth and money
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11. |
David Foster Wallace II
01:34
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12. |
True Ballad
03:21
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Harper, angel
her medicine pops
like pop rocks
and she’s now
passing by the
ozone believing
in miracles
body on a bench
on the dock
by the bay
but my soul
drifts away,
floating with you
Seattle is heaven, goddam what a beautiful view
Harper, angel
I learned the lesson
out from the rock
and I’m now
passing through
the ceiling
and in a flash,
just like that,
everything was gone
body on a bench
on the dock
by the bay
but my soul
drifts away,
floating with you
Seattle is heaven, goddam what a beautiful view
unstable
but pretty goddam beautiful
you’re shining
like no fucking other
I’ve always been
and still have been
a trainwreck
but off the rails
makes you my prophet
you believe in miracles
i might see you smile tonight
body on a bench
on the dock
by the bay
but my soul
drifts away,
floating with you
Seattle is heaven, what a fucking beautiful view
body on a bench
on the dock
by the bay
but my soul
drifts away,
floating with you
Seattle is heaven, goddam what a beautiful view
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