1. |
Timepiece
03:25
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You looked so nice
Time, when we first met each other
It all felt right
As we spent the carefree summer
I watched your hands
As they waved in little circles
Everywhere we ran
Your face would shine through sunset purples
Time, time
We were so much younger
Now I’m
Full of empty hunger
Time, time
Now the summer’s ending
And I’m
Nearly done pretending
Fine, fine
Now you’re leaving me behind
You passed me by
I’m not sure quite when I’m going
If I asked you why
You’d tell me there’s no way of knowing
Time, time
Marching forward always
Now I’m
Running narrow hallways
Time, time
If you’d slow down for me
Time, I’d
Tell you oh so shortly
How, why
I am broken, heart and mind
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2. |
Colorado Skies
03:49
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Sometimes I imagine
What it would be like to be the only one left on earth.
It wouldn’t feel like those terrifying horror movies, no
But how would it feel?
I would walk an empty boulevard,
A shadow of the world that used to be.
In every silent room I’d swear I heard a voice that called my name
I’d turn around; there’d be nothing to see.
I would think about the people and the life I used to know
And I would dream remorseful dreams through sun and snow
I’d dream with Colorado skies above me
So wide and so bright
‘Cause there’d be nothing in the world half as lovely
As the air at mountain height
I’d forget even nostalgia
I’d stop regretting even woe
Pervasive loneliness and memories of all I used to have
Would tumble greyly down the road
I’d dream with Colorado skies above me
So wide and so bright
‘Cause there’d be nothing in the world half as lovely
As the air at mountain height
[Interlude]
I’m pretty sure that the end isn’t coming
When I look into your eyes
‘Cause right now there’s something in the world twice as lovely
As even Colorado skies.
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3. |
Electrocity
04:02
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Flying through the heavens, looking down upon the ground
Early morning quiet still surrounds
I see a spot so wonderful where I can sing my song
A wire plenty tight and plenty strong
Electricity, electra-city, elec-trocity
The only thing to make me fly away at such velocities
Punished for my courage, for my curiosity
Shocked, appalled by this most unexpected new atrocity
Day has broken; sunbeams scorch my wings and burn my tail
I’m scouring for shade to no avail
All I want to do is rest, relax and sing a tune
That’s maybe half as pretty as the view
To be free from electricity, from electrocity
To find a place that’s free of animated animosity
Evening and the sun is sinking lower in the West
Promising at least a moment’s rest
I see a spot so wonderful where I can sing my song
A wire plenty tight and plenty strong
Electricity, electra-city, elec-trocity
The only thing to make me fly away at such velocities
Punished for my courage for my curiosity
Shocked but not appalled by this expected old atrocity
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4. |
Icarus & Sisyphus
02:19
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Sisyphus
Always was
A little bit odd
Never quite
Cool enough
To be one of the gods
He angered Zeus
And for a noose
He was given a rock
To roll uphill
Then again until
He finally dropped
Icarus
Always was
The one they all liked
His waxen wings
Shone as bright
As diamond rings
One cloudless day
He flew away
Toward the sun
He didn’t know
His wings would melt
‘Til it was already done
Icarus saw Sisyphus struggle
And he laughed at how the mighty prevail
Sisyphus saw Icarus falling
And he laughed at how the mighty can fail
Icarus saw Sisyphus struggle
And he laughed at how the mighty prevail
Sisyphus saw Icarus falling
And he laughed at how the mighty can fail
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5. |
One Strange Game
04:12
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The price to keep your humanity
Is your sanity
Don’t be frugal
It’s a meager fee
Hey my friend you’d better watch you step
One false move and it could be your head
Everyone has come for the show
Tonight some heads are gonna roll
We’re just beasts that have escaped their cages
We’re just playing one strange game and
We make it up as we go along
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Wear your smile, and don’t protest
This is one giant pissing contest
Our only asset is our deepest flaw
Don’t doubt me, just follow along
We’re just beasts that have escaped their cages
We’re just playing one strange game and
We make it up as we go along
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
I hope that you know the cost
Of winning the rat race you have lost
Oh what fun it is to play
With this intellect you throw away
We’re just beasts that have escaped their cages
We’re just playing one strange game and
We make it up as we go along
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6. |
Bye Bye, Buy (By and By)
03:20
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Aisles stretch forever
Here’s a one-time offer no one can refuse
On patent leather
So get yourself some shiny shoes
And say goodbye
To by and by
Soon there’ll be no later; there’ll be only now
So buy and buy
And by and by
Surely you’ll afford it, don’t you ask me how
Every market’s super
Here’s your one-stop shop for all that you could need
Get your pooper-scooper
From the place that sells you fruit without the seeds
And say goodbye
To by and by
Soon there’ll be no later; there’ll be only now
So buy and buy
And by and by
Surely you’ll afford it, don’t you ask me how
Songs are getting shorter
In a week they’re in the gutter, oh now
Nothing’s made to order
It all comes from one shaped cookie cutter
So say goodbye
To by and by
‘Cause more is far superior to just a bit
So buy and buy
And by and by
You’ve got all this shit and naught to show for it
So say goodbye
To by and by
Soon there’ll be no later; there’ll be only now
So buy and buy
And by and by
Surely you’ll afford it, don’t you ask me how
Just buy and buy
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7. |
Little Lucy
02:46
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Little Lucy, spinning, dancing, humming something pretty
Wanders toward an unnamed destination
On her left, the morning traffic inches forward slowly
Like a sea that ripples with frustration
She looks up and suddenly as if by fate it's raining
Nameless faces hide in faceless hoods
Little Lucy doesn't mind the rain, in fact she likes it
Gentle, soft, and oft misunderstood
Little Lucy, listen to me
Don't grow up just yet
Now is not the time for regret
Little lady, you'd be crazy
Ever to forget
The girl who didn't care when she got wet
Business men in business suits all go about their business
For them, today is just a rainy day
But Little Lucy stops to dance in every placid puddle
Without a car for moments gone astray
Little Lucy, listen to me
Don't grow up just yet
Now is not the time for regret
Little lady, you'd be crazy
Ever to forget
The girl who didn't care when she got wet
Little Lucy
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8. |
With(out) You
02:01
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You do what you want and I do what I feel
As long as that something has nothing to do with you
Do with you
I want to do it with you
Taking me out when I want to stay in
Thinking of you is too much to think of again
Think again
I'm thinking of you again
Where are you taking me you're asking for more
Making it last, I just want you to go
Want to go
I want you to go
You do what you want and I do what I feel
As long as that something has nothing to do with you
Do with you
I want to do it with you
I want to do it with you
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9. |
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So here I am, so familiar
Can't shake the feeling I've been here before
You're a mirage in my desert
Though I'm surviving, I thirst for more
And for another world, an otherworld, a not her world
A place where February rain
Is a not-so-frequent pain
Where February feels like spring may come again
Rain turns to snow and I'm frozen
Stuck in an awkward, uncomfortable pose
And who knows by springtime it all may have changed
May may have made the world bloom like a rose
Into another world, an otherworld, a not her world
A place where February rain
Is a long forgetten pain
Where February's gone and spring has come again
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10. |
Broken Record
03:16
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Watch the snow fall so effortlessly down
Landing softly as a stone
Sit inside in the artificial warmth
And talk of chilly bones
Walk alone through the effervescent night
And pretend that it’s serene
Sit alone in your plushly cushioned chair
And invent a poetic scene
It’s the same old story
It’s the same old song
I’m a broken record
And the grooves are long
It’s the same old story
I’ve always told
I‘m a broken record
And it’s getting old
Watch the snow fall so effortlessly down
Type your poetry in bold
Sit inside in the artificial warmth
And talk about the cold
It’s the same old story
It’s the same old song
I’m a broken record
And the grooves are long
It’s the same old story
I’ve always told
I‘m a broken record
And it’s getting old
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11. |
Dr. Fix-it
03:53
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They call me Dr. Fix-it
And that’s just what I do
Depression and insomnia and constipation too, oh
No matter what your problem
I’ll write you up a fix
Take one by mouth each morning, if it doesn’t work take six, they ask me,
“Doctor can you ease my aching mind?
leave my pain behind?
can you cure the ill and save the most maligned?”
They tell me, “Doctor, fix it,
And help me ease the pain
Arthralgia, chronic headaches, they’re driving me insane”
No matter what your problem
I’ll write you up a fix
Take one by mouth each morning, if it doesn’t work take six, they ask me,
“Doctor can you ease my aching mind?
leave my pain behind?
can you cure the ill and save the most maligned?”
And I say no
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12. |
Daily, Nightly
04:03
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At the edge of the unknown
Even oceans seem to moan.
And the water is placid glass,
It encases me I’m trapped.
The water laps my calves and swallows my toes.
The tide it flows, then back again it goes,
Daily, nightly I know.
Daily, nightly so it goes.
The sand beneath me swirls
And with it time unfurls.
Now the hourglass has turned
And my stomach start to churn.
Too much time to stop and think
As my feet begin to sink.
On this nearly endless shore
I’m but one grain, nothing more.
The water laps my calves and swallows my toes.
The tide it flows, then back again it goes,
Daily, nightly I know.
Daily, nightly so it goes.
Now I’ve fallen past the seam
Time to sleep perchance to dream.
Father time is not my friend
As the glass is turned again.
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13. |
Goose Chase
04:42
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Late: not tired
Never inspired
Prolonged malaise
Falling in place
Trapped in routine
A human machine
Resetting the dial
For a fake-looking smile
Sweet and bitter:
The hourglass figure
Chased by a goose
Never cut loose
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