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Here We Go
04:24
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It was really nice getting to know you
And I’m awfully glad you came
You brought a lot of fine people together
But you refuse to give your name
You’re running circles on ‘em all around you
A lightning strike of fire bright surrounds you
You heard a holler as an invitation
And now you’ve stepped into the favored nation
Yes there’s a world upon us
And it is nearly on us
So could we see each other in the next life?
Here we go again
Did you really have to be somewhere?
Here we go again
Call and tell ‘im that you’re halfway there
I’ve got a question just before we go now
Maybe a riddle or a rhyme
In an agreed upon predestination
Where do we meet some other time?
The road it beckons altogether sweetly
Our senses reckon ever so discreetly
The gauges spin their numbers if at random
Our pages end in slumber’s soft abandon
Let burn it out together
Here comes the stormy weather
Well is it any better in the next life?
Here we go again
Did you really have to be somewhere?
Here we go again
Call and tell ‘im that you’re halfway there
Cycle through your time of change
Cycle through your time of change
Here we go again
Did you really have to be somewhere?
Here we go again
Call and tell ‘im that you’re halfway there
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All day long I’m shuffling paper
Deep inside my brain
R.O.I.s, or are they your eyes
Driving me insane?
And I’m on top
Of all that I survey
But I can’t stop
Giving it away
I’m an old cliché
Why me?
Lately I’ve been feeling lost at sea
Helpless, restless as a new baby
Arms unfolded
Why me?
Hour in and order out
Disorder in my mind
I.O.U.s I might confuse
With hours of ours entwined
And I fall down
Reeling all the way
Just a droll clown
With a trick bouquet
What’s the time of day?
Why me?
Greeted by a wan apology
Blist’ring sweetness from a cool maybe
Gently scolded
Why me?
I’ve been second guessing
Things I said two years ago
Loosely reckoned blessings
Meant to bring you in the know
Why me?
Lately I’ve been feeling lost at sea
Helpless, restless as a new baby
Arms unfolded
Why me?
Why me?
Greeted by a wan apology
Blist’ring sweetness from a cool maybe
Gently scolded
Why me?
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3. |
Dry Land
04:12
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One brother
Had his heart bent
Toward a princely comportment
(He had it all, you see;
It was the same to me)
What bounty he was given
Beside a grief had been riven
In spite of equity
He harbored jealousy
Believing in a fiction
Is just a form of addiction
To which the world surrounding
Never answered no
Though not my aim to refuse him
Still in the end reduced
I had to let him go
Buried in the sand
Carried out to sea
Foundered on dry land
Spend some time with me
Another
Slave to feeling
Had set a brave brain to reeling
He found a hard escape
Within a bottle shape
No vessel could contain him
He parted ways with the main trim
And took a different course
Outrunning all remorse
The burning of his engine
Would cause a stray intervention
At which the world surrounding
Always answered no
Though at great pains to embrace him
Yet in my own disgrace
I could not let him go
Buried in the sand
Carried out to sea
Foundered on dry land
Spend some time with me
Smiling faces
Once so kind
Time erases
Won’t you mind?
It never seems a great time
To walk a strained kind of straight line
But as the world surrounding
Disappears from view
I’ll try my best to remember
How in a green estate
I put my faith in you
Buried in the sand
Carried out to sea
Foundered on dry land
Spend some time with me
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4. |
Trampoline
03:41
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Time
Unwind the life before you
Time
Decline your fear and woe
Shine
On those who would adore you
Shine
On those who’ll never know
That you’re here
Never alone
Isn’t it clear
How much you’ve grown
Visions appear
It’s a premiere
Of your very own
I’m your trampoline
Bounce you high and free
I’m your trampoline
Let your world take over me
Live
Withstanding pain and sorrow
Live
Expanding as a star, so far you’ll
Give
As if there’s no tomorrow
Give
The bright light that you are
Yes, you’re here
Never alone
Isn’t it clear
How much you’ve grown
Visions appear
It’s a premiere
Of your very own
I’m your trampoline
Bounce you high and free
I’m your trampoline
Let your world take over me
I’m your trampoline
Bounce you high and free
I’m your trampoline
Let your world take over
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5. |
A Place in the Sun
04:20
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You held a photograph
Taken when you were young
You were ever so young
A golden-hearted laugh
Captured in silver light
Your celestial light
On comes the tide of age
Day giving way to night
To an infinite night
Free from the printed page
Born where the songs are sung
And to you they are sung
For you have a place in the sun
You have a place in the sun
You made your way of peace
Live through the time of war
There is always a war
A secret prayer’s release
Aimed at the heart of man
Every woman and man
Inside this time and space
Faced with a meager span
My irresolute span
I seek your boundless grace
Bound for that distant shore
The unknowable shore
Where you have a place in the sun
You have a place in the sun
You have a place in the sun
You have a place in the sun
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Trapped in a fever dream
Wrapped in a leaky sweater
You made it all to seem
Life could be so much better
I know what it’s like
To be kicked in the gut
I know what it’s like
I’ve been stuck in a rut
Reply to my boss
As a colleague and friend
Keep my fingers crossed
It works out well for me
In the end
Bold in the counterfact
Told it’s around the corner
You would not fail to act
Yeah, you’re a real performer
I know what it’s like
To be kicked in the gut
I know what it’s like
I’ve been stuck in a rut
Reply to my boss
As a colleague and friend
Keep my fingers crossed
It works out well for me
The mistakes that you made
You’ll no longer evade
You failed to explain
Let your heart eat your brain
You say, “Keep it pure,”
But you’re so insecure
Why wait for the end -
Ain’t tomorrow your friend?
I know what it’s like
To be kicked in the gut
I know what it’s like
I’ve been stuck in a rut
Reply to my boss
As a colleague and friend
Keep my fingers crossed
It works out well for me
I know what it’s like
In the end
(I think I know what it’s like
Yes I know what it’s like in the end)
Till we meet again
In the end
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7. |
Interchange
04:42
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Somewhere I’m waiting
For something world negating
A whisper, an eyelash
A breath before the next crash
How long, how far
To be near where you are
How close, what range
Do our lives, passing strange,
Enter
Each time the page turns
The ceremonial sage burns
It’s too hot, it’s too much
There’s no such thing as soft touch
How long, how far
To be near where you are
How close, what range
Do our lives, passing strange,
Interchange
Hold the water, carry on
After Spring has come and gone
Somewhere I’m waiting
For something world negating
A whisper, an eyelash
A breath before the next crash
How long, how far
To be near where you are
How close, what range
Do our lives, passing strange,
Interchange
Desert skies
Your eyes all aglow
Sweet tender lies
Of days long ago
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8. |
Dawn, Bingham
05:23
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I thought that I would write a note
I thought that I would send a letter
Some opposite of asymptote
Fair play
The state I’d like to linger in
Just east of where our world begins
So we would never see the light of day
I toss, you turn, we turn and toss
A way to keep each other warm
As dearly bitten by the frost
Stars fade
We hung upon a burning light
Two albatrosses learning flight
And somehow given not to be afraid
Outside our window
There is a season
We had the morning
We had the evening light
To once abandon
Impassioned reason
Without a warning
Without an end in sight
The signal strong, a hope remains
A call beneath the breaking waves
That I could weigh those sacred chains
Once more
What link, since frayed, may now connect
As curves seek lines to intersect
A distant echo from a howling roar
Outside our window
There is a season
We had the morning
We had the evening light
To once abandon
Impassioned reason
Without a warning
Without an end in sight
Where you go
Do you go away?
Do you know?
Can you lead the way?
Outside our window
There is a season
We had the morning
We had the evening light
To once abandon
Impassioned reason
Without a warning
Without an end in sight
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9. |
Agnostic
04:15
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The gates of hell swing open wide
Here for a look, just step inside
Would you refuse to make amends?
Chew through your foes to spite your friends?
You had it all, you knew it
Against a wall you threw it
Stuck on a word once golden
Now and again, these olden days
Let’s take some time to settle in
Before exposing hidden sin
Would you feel comfortable to start
With some gold chains to bind your heart?
You had it all, you knew it
Against a wall you threw it
Stuck on a word once golden
Now and again, these olden days
Around the time of your night visions
The elders came to their decisions
You had it all, you knew it
Against a wall you threw it
Stuck on a word once golden
Spin down a life beholden
You had it all, you knew it
Against a wall you threw it
Stuck on a word once golden
Now and again, these olden days
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10. |
Dakota
05:38
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Let’s be honest
Let’s be fair
Tell me how far
Here to there
Stop pretending you don’t care
If it takes forever
That’s as long as it takes
To have buried your treasure
To have charmed all your snakes
State your nature
Stake your claim
Noble creature
Who’s to blame?
Did I cross some boundary in your game?
If it takes forever
That’s as long as it takes
To have buried your treasure
To have charmed all your snakes
Never spoken
Still unopened
A life best lived in half-grace
Leaving no trace
If it takes forever
That’s as long as it takes
To have buried your treasure
To have charmed all your snakes
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Mount Pressmore Austin, Texas
Mount Pressmore makes music that crosses cultures and transcends categories. It’s Herbie Hancock meeting Peter Gabriel in a Danny Elfman film score. It’s a comedy, for sure, but one that balances social satire with self-examination.
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