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 DigThe MothersA serving of today's psycadellicasy (And) when you embrace this sonic mural We will be together, our spirits mad survivors 
LevitateOnce Felt it... Hard Question an answer For a thousand days Give birth to the Earth Then let it drift away Open and flow Just swinging forever Making love to the ground Because it just feels better It ain't easy Drink it in Think a while... Spit There's both shining and darkness Yet they share a day Was there a man on a cross Or was it just a fake Even in shame You can't hide your growth Though the butterfly flies He's sinking like a stone The killing sun It hurts my eyes And comes hard Onto my skin And as I find shade From tree to tree I live to learn To dig down deep I feel the pain And love the hurt I don't complain Trancing in the grass Suck it off the world When you're full of itv Shrug, feel fortunate Then go where levitation lives Where agrivation grows Where sleeping's too hard On the thinking bone Intensity is what I need To suffer for the pleasure Its heat, hard, life and death Living all together In a small room Full of me and my friends Trying to find the means To justify the end
Rain Will FallAt the world go Trying to understand Electric wind blowin' like A demon fan Or a symphony of hatred Blowin angst Off an immaculate stage How tranquil is an ocean Before a storm Like a silent play Chanting thunder Dance naked and I feel So wired It's a personal voodoo Runnin' through my veins Like blood With inhibition long gone and no real sense of space or time A weird vibration Don't know my right From wrong Rain will fall Poetry in motion Both rolling Both getting me high A shiver went through me A tidal wave I only felt inside It's an animal instinct That takes us over And we must survive Four brothers make the mother Four brothers form as one
So Gently We GoYour nonsense You can breathe my breath Till I turn red Close your eyes Try to follow me If you close your eyes You can become me You can park your shoes On my front step Then gently walk barefoot Through my sunken chest I'll shade my eyes from The burning sun But feel confident 'Cause we're as bold As love... and laughter Wake me up when The day is late so I can watch the sunset and go back to bed And dream so real A fantastic stage Psychodramatic means to Uncertain ends I'll scare you blind with My confidence As cool as Jesus And his twelve best friends The reason we can Do these things is that The Earth has told Of an outrageous spring... Remembered We'll meet for breakfast In the sun room The feeling in my soul As sweet as good perfume Leave your sex At the door... come in There's ecstasy for all No need to leave your name Pirouettes We will make in game On the ceiling Movies of our lives will play The reason we can Do these thngs is that Our minds are clouded And we can't see Straight Maybe I've playedv My part But it's a players Art Me and my friends We were just living... playing I've heard the sound That silence makes And I realize the world Can break From the inside out Or outside in On a breath of wind
Not Quite SonicBut I'd like to reach the point Where I can say Yes I am But it always seems to be About sensibilities And not who's listening No I'm not quite sonic What's real in the art school What's real in the white room This yet to tell my conscience Who to trust my thoughts with Or who to love You're oh so sonic So and so fantastically boring You're a fashion whore Being real is one thing Being nothing is something But at this point There's something wrong Chemically expensive hair Money that we wear Will get us what? It kinda makes you think Only animals Are friends... surreal friends Truly sonic The sights They're embryonic See waht you want I'm not quite sonic The sounds They're quadraphonic Semi-moronic Not quite sonic
ProductionMay have a shitload To prove He's got to settle a score Against the groove Infinite orgasm Like endless joy and pain Thunder to my ears Like a holy rain An aural wall of waking Awash in purple paint And a digging Of the flowers in your yard Electric rays of healing Intensify the feeling of hatred Towards the things you say I ain't Fear a man-child His soul and seman Pathetic thoughts he thinks Forever Heard you caused a landslide Walking home Soon slide the man-child Under your coat Product of your generation Your masturbation A master plan A holy man Infanticide Decaying minds Mass corruption The product And its production
Lost My AmericaOne leg broken And a whisper in the hall There's frustration Another walk around the room A loss of direction Before the start Some say a lot With few words spoken Some with peace Say nothing at all It's just a matter Of motivation to live Just a question Of where to get love Thrills and sand Fall through my open hand Where's my time gone Words look for the song Lost my America But made my own way I believe To this garden But on my face The idea is showing Shelter me for no reason At all Sunlight slanting Paranoid Feeling cold A little fucked up... alone Seems I'm spending These supposed best of years Quite unlike It says right here Cold A little fucked up... alone Take the face In hands spread open And one to one Let the power run Feed the mouth That's hungry... open Feed the mind That wonders why
No OneHate influence A constant truth Put into effect The question On a dead friends face The tragic Stance he used to fake Passed away for circumstance A forced exit out of Innocence The right to choose Stays in her head Systematic ignorance A politicians Hand in your pants Searching For what he don't have Creating new obscenities Harassed And broken down and in An eye towards Eternity A passing glance And half a chance At sanity Shows you Things... they get away It's all we can do To ride it on through No one Leaves the caravan Feel the signs The jazz... the band Affection For a certain time A haze of mid-life Drunkeness You're crucified for what You're art says If art is God... true art has left
UndoneCars outside They're singing their songs The candles wave And I get to thinking How people see things And deal with them In different ways Trying to move forward Like a walk underwater Two steps back Like a walk through silent streets I've heard the word Guess I'm tired of trying Everybody I'm saying the 'pop' is gone Fighting the fight With the waterline Catching breath And a dirty breeze What's been used up Has been more than needed One river rolling Two rivers going dry I'm down Undone Down, undone then gone Being, beyond Soft hands That touch the sun
BasketballSolitude On my rooftop, solid So like this come of stars Staring at me Who's out there? I can see the girl Across the way She can't see me And I touch myself With just a little bit of confusion But I'm all alone And that's all that matters It's the chance I'm taking It's the danger I like Within this Euphoric kind of feeling It's just a sex high There ain't no waterfalls There ain't no grassy grass here Just a casual nod And basketball I don't mind Cause I'm still alive All thoughts and feelings Under my ceiling This city Hangs a sensual tension This city Screams for more affection Hitting it from all directions Just a kid With the past of a grown man Sold my sex In public places To junked out fags With yellow eyes Running For their Times Square lives Hit the river, swim in shit But never Tried to open my eyes In the dark I see dead young faces Fix me up And keep your Zen
And The ExperienceMy girls mouth on my toes Complainin' old ghosts In bedsheets of love Christmas In my legs A strange start to summer But I gave it all up In time to wonder Just when I thought I knew what I wanted A dirty old man reminds me I'm young... "Experience The truth of all colours Think it out, Feel it up But do it right now" How long 'till I'm real I long to be real How long 'till I'm real Left home to live And I did Trippin' all alone I've travelled miles Because of my head I've sang to myself To keep from going mad The land as my bed I slept beside the road The ground is my friend I become the road The longer I'm gone Changing on the go The better I'll know Mother and Dad Can only give you so much So I gave it of myself In the real world, love Twenty first century Mind expansion I wrote my own poems 'Cause I lived 'em
The Universe In YouA spacious place Infininte Dangerous Promising Black with white This night Years of tears, emotion Held like so... inside Autumn Dogs Saturday Nervousness Blood Drugs Rage And then it hit me Though I saw it coming Hard Sheer intensity The thinking in your thinking The feeling in your feeling Touched by a boy's Restless young erection You slam Arms are open Eyes are wide What was out there Is now in you You drink it in Scratched the skin Bit the hand that hits You had your way Wanting some of everything Living life Thinking it would shine Touched this stone And what'd you find? Humanity blind A fiery red And glowing world Intoxicating... to a girl Straddling life In the atmosphere But it's just changing times And a few crazy people
Scenery And FishHello Dave
Like A GirlIt seems like a mountain next to an ocean behind A thrill almost in my reach If there's a way I could Feel the face of intelligence I'm a man, I would understand What a good head says...you're no me Can't see the forest for all The green, it all gets in my way Can't dig a desert without The need for old religion, for holy grails And a Jesus nail through the head For all the pain and misguided faith My mind erased before I had time To waste my afternoon Every thirty days a light goes on And brightens my backyard a yellow Dying sun I bite my tongue and swallow pride and blood On some other plane I have Become affected drawn and strange I'm inclined to blame My Mother for dressing me like a girl I don't know maybe that's kind of weird A teenage breakdown without the will Or without thinking Taking low roads and coloured pills Always searching Maybe then I would find A place in this mess It swells a vein that the only things That are keeping me awake Are re-runs of the Mod Squad and cartoons
One More AstronautOf universe One more travellin' man With heavy tired eyes, feeling cold Thinking around the clock of drinking On the job, of the powdered food And piss bags, never having sex and growing old Headspace...alive and painless, Weightless and almost sane I close my eyes, I become the sky Headspace...alone and shameless Can't wait to find the faces I left behind in a troubled time Back home It gets so lonely you know Weeks and months alone chasing Sleep and space junk and the dying Stars I've known and loved Through true decline Of the five billion minds or so Through mudslides And earthquakes, the blue one holds And rolls along One more astronaut in Endless old universe with One more second chance at Wondering why he's here at all Bold are the ones who Come over the line to fall over The horizon...never ones to fade away Then it hit me, this Cosmic pull and energy It kinda makes me wonder If I'll ever make it Back home
Another SundayAlways hard to get to sleep when Weird noises are implying threats On cold sheets I sweat On any other day It's all rest and flowers And a long night of nothing In the morning some coffee 'Cause when the sun goes Down you close your eyes and think That you might wake in the same place I'm out of my head That was what they said There was no way I would Ever trust again There's something that fills you up And it feels you up and then It takes control of your better sense There ain't no control of things You take for granted But they came and they Held me up and they felt me up And left...I miss them Take me to your world I want to know if I belong There instead of here Is there religion? It is unordinary To want this affection But I don't have a real friend And I hate my whole family But from my bed, my window's Lit by a red light I have seen before, while floating away
Three Days OldI don't want to think, not Too hard anyway The scenery and fish, they're bad Take another breath, another look and swallow Holding the hand of hard times And fallout It could be worse...my star could fall Pacified by little things Tones of beige and green seem To halt a scream in waiting All red eyes, all heads thinking No one says anything I can Hear down here on the floor Where I belong Too young to find the horses Too young fighting causes I get overwhelmed And I feel three days old Another day goes and fails The people lose control just 'cause Things are going slow Your corduroy coat has left you Just when you're feeling the wind And cold Then comes a rain of old thoughts That always have to wreck my high And bring me down You and I are not the same You like everything Arms wave in a spin, blown by Things I've hated, I've faded to the point Where I'm not all there Curled up on the floor Where I belong
Used To Be AlrightThe way that we look at Ten to eight in the morning Just talking, still awake in Dawn and dew drinking, thinking Always... Remembering the laughs, the time We got high for seven days down In New Orleans and it seemed like No one else knew we were just The moon and sun in fog before the Heat burned it away and took The sleep from tired heads on Beds of reaching hands, of road trip Breath and long tall freedom And then you long For the days of trippin' down The long road just reading the Signs that show you the way to A higher place you meditate to Feel the quiet of the earth That was back When we used to be alright Another shame, the way The city smells worse on A hot day in August...2 PM Right before us good movers Move and us shakers break Our hearts getting home to Country love and the garbage Dump by the dried up creek Near the forest that once had life And then I turn on the news Somebody shoot me soon I'm tired of over heating, falling Quick to bending knees and Broken veins, of always needing Faith to get to shore and break All the vows I've made No time or presence Of mind to wonder why No time for questions of Why I wonder why Something's wrong...again The noise shakes the ground There's a rage in The crowd and I'm a face In the crowd, what's your name? You're sinkin' in the sand Standing next to me, a river Running through your pants, afraid To trust me when my hands Are helping you
Shortcut To MonctonLight about who you're with, where you are Blue lightning hittin' trees and lighting Roads won't let me get too down 'cause Sometimes you can be let down You move on ahead in quicksand And you hope you're still goin' east boy It's dreamy all day drives and short parades And I won't let it mess with my head Just grin and live it While you can...with wonderment With eyes wide open I'm taking in all I can The small town darkness Is singing by In trance...I'm feeling glad You and your friends drink, laugh And pass out, keeping good things close Fought till the end, it's hard to keep it all fun I won't let it mess with my head Won't let it mess with Sleeping friends or their wonderment Though the day's been really long I still feel I'm close to nowhere And I wouldn't let no one take my place A warm bed, in my head I can see The tidal wave of disappointment See the lights shining over there Through the night I am on the way
PisserPants just to say hi and I'm still Alive without a tan, trippin', naked man, Through the forest who like me Has fallen right into a kind of grace Drinking from a river of fine wine just To ease my mind, then fell on through The hole I've made looking for a center In my life and just why I am I woke in the grass fascinated with Moving water and the smell of my breath Rampaging ants carry me to death or a last Chance and a swing for the fence, instead I Hit the bottom hard and wide looking for Escape from the daylight and the passing time Digging just to find a way someone like me Gets in the right line for the right ride At just the right time, hoping it doesn't take Too long to find a way... And I hope there's a sign I hope that it leads me well On the way I hope there's a sign And I hope I can read it right I'm running on, over and lower It's slow going half the time I hope there's a sign And I hope I can read it right It seems I've had a lifelong headcold full Of negatives, mindwarps and eclipsing suns Like hot air through my underwear while Sitting in my chocolate chair at home... It thrills me, turn the lights out and leave Me alone
RaspberryOf skin always taken in by peers And friends and the heightened fears Over the years Now I know I'm not like everyone In this head I see the ground You came from, unknown, undug From where you were staying in A backyard bed until We came together Raspberry, in my hand You feel alright but I don't Know if I am I can't change What I am right now, but I'll be fine in the next life I know I can say, I'm honest With myself and with My red tasty gem And sure they will try, but They can't take away My secret loving friend And on a good day, my mind Is like the country...green wide open A breath of zen that's nice On the eyes, lonely, without a prayer Take the trip that I have I am at risk But I guess you know... Explosions From the goldfish bowl Visions Of blue girls crying stars The more the garden sings The harder it gets to stay in There are a lot of choices So many voices ruling me So many of them at once Yelling, "Everything's a mess"...I know
Songburst & DeliriumStoned straight, crashing Ocean wave patterns and sunset In their prime Shoulder demons tell me How to lie when it matters And you better hope That you see it coming Painted grey and blurry I am waiting for the sock to drop Yes I can fake it, hide, run away When there's nothing left to know...nothing Lonely like a living room Hallway noises and interviews Squeeze the globe in between Your legs and hope God knows When to show his face when it matters And you better hope That you're feeling something Pained by the worry I am stained by the learning Of what I can't feel, see, think, undo I'm going to Mexico where there's Nothing but the sun...nothing The four walls entertaining Me are symbols of my contentment Of mental and legal poverty Nine out of ten can't be wrong I have never learned The secret of velocity As I expand I feel small I have nothing left That I can draw from I have nothing left...nothing
Sense of HenryAlive, on the move, pretty young, Still unproven though they love Restless young zeroes in a haze Of reckless blind faith taking their Own sweet time to write and rhyme Their ending Are you happy when we're down Hey I was gonna ask you that Just now and yes I am, Yes, I can dig true meaning from Your believing and feel alright They'll drift and flow And take their chances All white humming flesh and bone In souls they don't own How can they not know it ain't Good being old with nothing Left to show But they have each other There might be a goodbye him to her When time becomes their leveller...and it will Ecstatic young searchers who've come To love just what they are And what they may become...or whatever The magic in chaotic scenes In the sun and the music in The whine and stink, the uneven Sounds of summer Fabulous bad memories, but there's Something alright about having these together Too young lives of sleep, Of violence and love alive In astral days soon lost In the rush If there's a better way It's alright...they're okay They're not afraid they'll fade away Another wasted unfortunate end Another violent sky overhead Another sundown burning red And it's going down hard...like them
Earth, Sky, & C.It would mean so much to me to see Things for my still young self or else I might not believe whatever people Say in their own ways, colourful faces And easy going shame almost telling me Things I need to know We're travelling, looking for the world Thinking in different words I'm not leaving you No way friend, you'd ever last Yo no voye Sweet earth boy You'll have to think and wait Given wide skies to search and fly It would sure seem to me that it's so Full of everything, either seen or unseen Endless night displays, cosmic death rays That hold your feet in place while Your mind runs away What I didn't know is that no one's going This old bus sits while jungles laugh and sing Nobody filled me in Carlos, gracias por ser nuestro pez favorito.
Blue Green OrangeLove Your StarfishIn a free fall To eat your grapes and slow the runner You just need calm Don't let me Down I'm already Down Like a rubber band pulled Between two hands in a slow Defiance of when it might break Then someone laughs, all left feet And charging rhinos... unfunny But I know No one here needs Your kind of redemption You came in waves and tired Of all this celebration You milked the tree, fed the starfish and said All is calm You must get Down I'm already Down With the whole event Held within your head like Old valentines, just when do you Start to fake a love For jazz and blue green oranges... It's so Hieronymus I know No one here needs Your kind of redemption How shallow ponds with the growth Of decades carry on I'll never know On the whole, I can dig The world's offerings And with the yes parade on hold It did not lessen me when it Was said to me with the elegance Of daybreak that wherever you go You take your pride, Wherever you go, there you are That was the birthplace of almost Everything bold, poetic and stoned...
All AwakeLook for me in wide falling fields of bohemia All awake With a heavy hand holding me down I stay All awake In the only fear of failing hall of fame We're all awake Under the weight Eleven ways Why you never fall to pieces You can't carry We're all awake And looking for ways To save your self-love Looking to define masturbation using colour Looking for a ride to a place where Everyone was friends All awake With an energy, a hustle and a fade All awake In the hell of free electric salad days We were all awake
Gargantua"Monterey: Forty light years from Right here," we'll go anyway Got a head start on the clouds As the view, dream-like, rolls away. While every song you hate Is playing in your head softly A loving sound Now the quiet never stays Porcelain Elvis heads and gamma rays Keeping me awake with this Fine knit elastic crowd, stretching out Living new age golden days But when I think out loud My stupid little voice gets lost Fascination, overkill and sensation Whole and violent When you're high you might touch down In gardens of Gargantua When all the world is spinning Say hello to him from all of us When all is all undone and sung Without a sound Over the always Nobody elevates hoping for enlightening voices Out of nowhere Fastened tight crashing light into walls If you look around at all you might Feel small where the soul lives Where the whole thing is going down Every now and then I fall out Into open air just to feel the wind, Rain and everything And though the hum and sway gets me down I'll find the way to peace and openness But when I think out loud My stupid little voice gets lost In fact I'm waiting For everyone to shut up
When Did You Get Back From Mars?Gone until we turned the lights on and spoke To your god But he ain't saying nothing, except for Some thing about your life going to waste In more ways than one I never liked him anyway You push it most days When you're young and then one day You grow up and everyone's wrong They can't teach you nothing They give you nothing So you get thinking maybe There's a phase where everyone Floats south in never ending lemonade Inside of myself, daylight is almost Waking up slow and wondering How sometimes it isn't always Good here What made you go And when did you get back From Mars? You circled 'round odd fallen stars And reached out For the lightening until your were stung Until there was a nice ring, the only right thing So you get thinking Maybe in a way I'll never know for sure The full sad of everyone And hey, is there anyone known Who gets along just great With everyone On all the days
Summertime in the VoidOn a day when the whole world elected To sell us out These are the hands that grab my attention When all is what I'm giving They slow me down Slower than southern muddy rivers When you think there's salvation When you don't want to leave Your room with eyes open, undreaming When it's summertime in the void When it's summertime in the void The sun is upside down And facing the other way until days end With a schizophrenic everjoy And with a sense of doubt You wait automatic and afraid On ran the train through my solar plexus On the day I made good connection With love out loud, home, hate and sound And who wrote the words to my death sentence When life is what I'm living And leaving now While I trip 'till time is over When it's summertime in the void And the stars yell out your name All together and insane 'Cause they're broken words they are a noise There's no answer for You wait automatic and afraid
Good for SuleThe one son It falls on across warm, deep Oceans of moments and the man He must become A whole world away Eighteen brothers holding out while The tree of importance waits But close and safe Wife and daughters hear no drums Or the voices of those he'll change And if it feels good They must understand that the way Had opened to just a man With a faith in all good People walking gently, knowing Just how wonderful it is Of the family portrait And a path unchosen Both the roaring lions of emotion He knew one day would Have to come While a whole world away His old home is reaching out with The hands of enraptured hope But more than that They hold up The one they want to the sun He's the only one ..... Good for you Sule
Cloud PumpSlow, just do the right thing and gain Twenty pounds before next spring when Senses are dull and I hear The rain will fall For sure that would be something soulful Get it straight, get it right today Hesitate or just carry on Slow with wonder A little low on godspeed I didn't know your wet dream made A sound like an old corvette Exploding, turning you on while burning A brown hole in everyone's lightness Get back underground When the water gets cold The pushing around never saved Your soul Get back underground When the fight gets old So get it on and under With a little help and hope As your rope, jump for the high seat And fall super gone Into the whiteness with your strength All gone and your crucifix on wrong They'll tear you down to nothing Yell it! Tell it straight, tell me not to fade Or to break though it's heavy I might just wonder Why did a nova burst here And what does an elephant feel In the sun with a red umbrella Something is bringing him down Asleep in the mudhole of everyone's Conscience It's coming around quiet and slow It's coming around All sweet and heavy like a world Unfolding fast Like a walk in the people's forest Singing we're all on automatic In a good way You turned it on You turned it upside down
BlacksoxOf a change in the here and now And the force when it hits me The full weight of it when I'm down The fucking air in this City when the phase-shifting sign Is off If this ship is unsteady, how will That lifeboat hold us all I ain't gonna crawl Tell them all to forget it Tell them that's it Then call it off 'cause I'm worried about Money and paradigm stores Running low I ain't gonna crawl But I'll lie on the road So how can I laugh How can I take it without Some doubt How can I laugh How can I face it right away With everything gone wrong With everything all over anyway I need some grace Say goodbye to aesthetic, better taste And essential self 'cause I'm just Tired of running and there's a time bomb In this head So just who's the real killer And what made his paint dry? It's kind of hard to imagine Holidays in Neurotica A slap in the faith, hard, opened hand is The one reality I can never protect Myself from, even in This sparkle yard at end of day warm Summer madness in the bouquet Of a dream-song, astral projecting, failing to right Wrongs when the whole thing starts To open up I ain't gonna crawl Without falling hard, without some pain Whenever the fog breaks and a day Takes hold I just can't think straight Right away Maybe I'll come around... or not I'm swinging again and all my ex-friends Say it's psycho-pathetic and way Too gone, almost painless even though I wondered if something was wrong All along
Autumn on DrugsSo what if it's broken, hopeless A little odd in a splash Of autumn on drugs Holding all weight for me The weight of me And I need it like a friend needs me For a friend I can feel the time is right To find the legs to deal With this alone So I'll turn around to all And wave the California wave Sometime let's forget all about Forced hands, big heads and little things No one showed a trust 'cause No one had faith in me And I see it like The sun sees me through The day A lo-fi vanilla secret spoken By a friend who'll miss me If I'm leaving... who'll want to find me
Infinity MachineAnd then I woke up with vertigo In the wrong place Everybody back home laughing There goes one more throw away... always alone I imagine when they turned it on They said farewell When I said I'd volunteer, I thought it might be A good thing to enlighten In a time-bend away from warm bed, Homeless, hoping and up I imagine when they turned it on They forgot to warn me there's no Comedown When you're on your own Looking for changes While the fate swing loses control While your head spins you can't See it coming While you fall into your calling One man alone Infinity machine Hold my head, hold my hand, Hold my breath and now... Always running from the sun Always a need for recovery Never happy in a stand still Never listened to bullshit... broken or whole
My Beautiful Deep EndYet again Did I not make it clear To look around my selfish queer With unlit eyes and average dope You're in the dream room all alone I have seen you before, holding out Here in the deep end My beautiful deep end With all and odd You yell out and touch the sound So overwhelmed by simple things you tend to fear The time is now for ease and thought To come around and let you know You're in the dream room letting go Wake up and drown Don't swim, breath or float away I'm sorry but I might have made it sweet In the gold drunken sunset Where we'd lose our heads another time Or close our eyes just right and try To imagine we're miles away at peace Out in the open To precious hands Holding tongues hard Maybe one good word Would tell us something Whole and smal
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