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WATCHING EVERY CHANNEL AT ONCE
A guy gets kind of tired
of making up his mind
'bout what he'll have to tape
and what he watches live
The volume's up on every box
there're soundtracks and opinions
These noises I can take or leave
in following my vision
Every girl that moved out
left a TV at my place
I couldn't DVR it all
there wasn't any space
Local, satellite, and cable
getting in the zone
Move your eyes until you're satisfied
You don't need a remote
I'm through with surfing round
(Watching every channel at once)
brain waves just chillin' out
(Watching every channel at once)
tv breakfast lunch and dinner
(Watching every channel at once)
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The Shape of Faith
02:30
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THE SHAPE OF FAITH
"Less disturbing then,
than from asunder
tears the flower."
spoke Gabriel, smiles Mary, guiding hair
along her ear,
the way she'll hold his hand.
Less fearful, then, than pages aging blank,
enumerated,
in rooms Rossetti white.
I was born with a different cause,
I lost myself,
I took up yours.
You are the shape of faith.
It's gonna have to change
Mary
The burden's in the name
Mary
It's gonna have to be
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Bricks and Roses
05:01
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BRICKS AND ROSES
leering from the sky
into a dirty pond
caught between the view
babes of Avalon
reeling from the plain
find the words and spew
falls like ugly rain
douse the world anew
bricks and roses
one immortal joke
the broken record
skips the famous one
bricks and roses
one immortal from
the cold-ass fortress
of the setting sun
leering from the sky
into a dirty pond
caught between the view
babes of avalon
in exile chelsea
i like never learned
to understand the
point of no return
bricks and roses
one immortal joke
the broken record
like a setting sun
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NOBODY KNOWS THIS IS SOMEWHERE
don’t tell me you can’t be here
don’t tell me I’m too complacent
these distances
they speak with promise they can’t keep
don’t tell me you can’t be here
still they leave like they don’t care
like nobody knows this is somewhere
just the first in a lifetime
of leaving behind
say, "it’s time that you got moving.
statue stone with moss grown over."
subtleties are seen without a change of scene
but they say,
"don’t the world just make you wonder?"
then they leave like they don’t care
like nobody knows this is somewhere
just the first in a lifetime
of leaving behind
yeah I know this changes us
yeah I know its dangerous
but you stay and you get scared
that though you were okay you went nowhere
just the first in a lifetime
of changing your mind
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Old Mill River
02:56
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OLD MILL RIVER
I am just another white man
I have never seen a funeral
Pistol in hand, I wander the yard
I am an elderly woman
I am living with dementia
I go to the park to rip up the grass
Old Mill River
Covers the clover
A second is over
On an autumn day
I am the metal eraser
Some old picture of winter
Look at that kid-
Have you seen him before?
I am each and every morning
The real home video
What I see in my sleep
I see in memory more
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The Edifice
04:42
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THE EDIFICE
There is not a path only the bearded, balding father pointing
Through the litter of the past and bracken of the future, pointing
The romance of the distance, oh!
The trumpet that we’re sure we may have heard
We walk ‘cause others walked before us and we’ve
Got to take their word
High valleys, crushing plains
We’ve learned to love the way of life, the quest
That we’ve been given
Trudging on by day
The memory remains of faces under-lit by fire
Old familiar glow of paint and poem
As powerful as words the faces spoke:
“Reach for the Edifice
Our fathers built it with their hands
This is a pilgrimage
This is the song that never ends”
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Radical Dude
03:04
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RADICAL DUDE
all that he wants is a radical life, to live up to
past great minds and a forward thinking creed
it’s not enough to be the boy that everyone loves he’s
lost in the gray that he never used to see
stealing the heat of the music made in the foundry
laced with the verse at the meadowed edge of the sea,
here are words that I’m sure that I've misspoken
but now ain't a time that it matters that much to me
and you might feel like
now there's nothing left for you
but I've heard that one before
what's new?
and what we never feel we see in skin
that all the breaking up's just breaking in
but I could do much worse than being my dad
and If I'm blessed with this I'll face it that
these are the years we'll be desperate to hold onto.
haven't we learned that from every book we read?
and you might feel like
now there's nothing left for you
but I've heard that one before
what's new?
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Loraine
02:03
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Geriatrics ask Loraine
if she’s a work of art
through her movements they relate
to years that drift a part
Loraine in agony
told me I had to leave
to leave
Harry X at 83
still worked up the nerve
to ask her to a matinee
when he overheard
that she perverted kids like me
finally unchained
we’re lions lying patiently
waiting to be tamed
Loraine in agony
told me I had to leave
to leave
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Strawberry Blonde
02:46
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strawberry blonde bastard
there is a love I never thought real
audible, audible
there is a call I never could hear
premonition
a fiery son from the
union of men where the rivers run
not a visceral fool who
desires the food of the ear
premonition
pleading with folklore
I woke like I’m programmed to wake
premonition
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Idiot
03:25
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Cold talk radio playing underwater
when you jumped in with your glasses off
rabid dog dreams that can't be shaken
looking more real than a mirror can
Ukrainian speaking computer hacker
shocking his kids with a power cord
that fucker on the news feeling just like Jesus
pinned up to see as the dial turns
Disillusioned friend of mine
the ocean's edge concerned with itself
speaking tongues on the phone line
rain falling into water
Like an idiot
rain falling into water
Aperture open but out of focus
the color you see when your eyes are shut
like a blood-red river under desert sand
dramamine talker go and blame it on the weather
Disillusioned friend of mine
the ocean's edge concerned with itself
speaking tongues on the phone line
rain falling into water
Like an idiot
rain falling into water
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