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But We Have The Power
02:55
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She said, “It’s all in the eyes, the way they disguise
Turning ‘round for one last sight
With the shine of our guns let’s be robbers on the run
And leave this town tonight.”
I said, “If that’s what sentimental means to you
I’ll look back just but once
And if our protest songs were wrong
Then my eyes will embrace the advance.”
She said, “Due east is west of nowhere
And there’s nothing for us to the south
But when winds from the north sway boats back and forth
It’s time we hear them out.”
I said, “Whatever bearing we take to the road
Let’s go ninety miles an hour
To quote your favorite rebel:
‘They have the plant, but we have the power.’”
She said, “It’s all in the eyes, the way they disguise.”
I said, “Then my eyes will embrace the advance.”
She said, “It’s all in the eyes, the way they disguise.”
I said, “Then my eyes will embrace the advance.”
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Dance This Spell Away
03:14
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In my waking dream I’m caught dancing, memorizing
Your leg tattoos, the screaming dandelions
Waiting on the winter to come and pass the time
Waiting by the roadside with your smile upon my mind
In this dream a song repeats, across the street I hear:
“Four thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire”
Awake, or would that break a chance to leave it be
That one day I will fall and you will catch me
Awake from this dream, awake from this fury
Where starry skies and quiet eyes go blurry
Out of the trance and serenaded
We will dance this spell away
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Last fit of silence
2014
Bring on the fall
T.V. screams
Last act of a hero
First one in the street
Rebel, rebel
The last hour is near
Moonlight sonata
Four of twelve p.m.
A patter of raindrops
A pity for them
Moonlight defiance
Four, three, two, one
Discover, discover
The last hour upon
Sometimes the bitter echo of a year gone by just makes you sad
Just reminds you of the places and the year you didn’t have
Sometimes an anti-hero comes along and everything’s alright
But for now rebel
Rebel, rebel
Rebel, rebel
Rebel, rebel
Rebel, rebel
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The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog
The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog
The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog
Manson looks up from his typewriter
Screwdriver curls his right hand numb
All those years repairing them
Won’t help to fix what ails this one
Memories of a Jaguar
Mint 1953
Before he sold it for good
Nothing without Nancy
Manson pulls out a picture book
Stares at it hypnotized
Just like the Migrant Mother
Her dark hair split by stoic eyes
Imagines what his dad would say
If he knew it turned out this way
Hers was the only place to be
Nothing without Nancy
Manson finds himself alone
A New Haven to call his own
Working the same job for eighty years
Gripping tools that curl your bone
His speedster just a painting
Oak-framed up on the wall
Wouldn’t change a damn thing
For Nancy, it was worth it all
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Speaking backwards as night slips away
A curl of moon to decorate
The imperfections on his skin that break
At daylight when his fingers shake
And they will say he’s broken
But I know just what he leaves unspoken
No one hears the sounds like verbs and nouns
Written down inside his mind
But every time he finds a rhyme
It splits across too many lines
And so they say he’s broken
But I know the words he leaves unspoken
Everywhere he goes he sees the whites of eyes forcing out a smile
Everyone goes away thinking he didn’t realize
His first memories staring at trees
The leaves counted one by one
But when he was done
The number seemed too big to tell anyone
And so they said he was broken
But I know the words he left unspoken
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The Intuition of the Sun
03:23
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Guilty pleasures I don’t know
I’m just fourteen and I grow slow
Late to every youthful sin
Intuition scares me more than what I’ll need it for
Galileo Galilei
Never spoke to me that way
When we draw circles around the sun
Will my sister forgive the things I’ve done?
In years to come I’ll probably name a son
Search out the things that won’t move on
Maybe that’s the point in all of this
Do it like my father’s done
Once under the moon tonight
Just one song to sing
Whatever the sunlight brings
We’ll be alright
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I heard the truth and it sounded so harsh
Quitting the good stuff today
Lost inside lewd dreams and cons
But I swear I’m on my way
Stone-staring down the county line
Just like yesterday
The choice written on my eyes
Should I leave or stay?
Now I am back in the same seat I sat in days ago
Staring at the same thing again
The shine calls me in, the dark kicks me out
Anticlimactic win
Surveilling embers I left burning down
Counting the last days away
Wasted time or wasted space
Are one and another the same?
The changing air and the leaves on the ground
We’re leaving this town, but why?
I want to rebel, I want to escape
Or maybe I just need to cry
Now I am back in the same seat I sat in days ago
Staring at the same thing again
The shine calls me in, the dark kicks me out
Anticlimactic win
Remember all these things we plant and grow
Rise up before we know
So hold seeds in your hands, and when the winds blow
Rise up, let them go
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Shielded Eyes
03:21
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A new love waiting to grow
Raising arms for the charms of the family
Reaching for the first light of a new day
When stars align so small
Shine across the lines we draw
And make fools out of all them that don’t matter
One last night for just us two
We laugh as one because we don’t know what to do
Or who we will become
Will I have missed my chance
If we don’t take the time to dance
Before we fall asleep and wake up holding smaller hands
Shall we begin again?
Hold our hearts and just pretend
We have nothing to fear we cannot shield them from
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