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Dawn
02:28
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wake up, wrap your arms around you:
the summer dawn (you the summer dawn)
and nothing yet stirs
on the face of the dirt, no
and the water was dead
and the shadows still camp
on the road ahead (on the road ahead)
and i walk, waking quick oh yeah
and i follow my breath
and the light's making lines through it
light penetrates life and death BOTH
life and death (life and death both life and death)
a flower who told me her name
in a path (in a summer path)
already filled with fresh, pale gleams
and the first venture was
and i laughed at the blond wasserfall
and tousled through the pine
on a summit i recognized the girl (i think i know her)
then, one by one, i lifted her veils
and i was waving my arms, i notified the cock OH
(notified them)
in the city she fled among the steeples
(tried to find her)
and the domes, and running running like a beggar
(running like a)
on the marble quays i chased her.
(running like a)
- Based on "Dawn" from "Les Illuminations" by A. Rimbaud
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The Parable (Desire)
04:31
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(one two three one two three)
its what i desire, all my trouble
its what i desire, all my trouble
and all my pain
what compliments the pain?
its what i desire, all my trouble
so bodies in control, bodies beaten cold.
what's seperate is not true:
ive seen the same image twice.
its what i desire, all my trouble
its what i desire, all my trouble
and all my pain
what compliments the pain?
its what i desire, all my trouble
so bodies go to war, what are bodies for?
they're one as well as two:
ive lived in more than just this time.
its what i desire, all my trouble
its what i desire, all my trouble
and all my pain
what compliments the pain?
its what i desire, all my trouble
(bust a flow)
so bodies then will give me blow
when im driving down the road
this bitch is slobin my cock
she'll be slobin his cock all day and night
aint no joke up in this bitch, bitch suck my tits
its what i desire, all my trouble
its what i desire, all my trouble
and all my pain
what compliments the pain?
splif's what i desire, all my trouble
(i didnt say spliff)
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That Silly Green Monster
02:24
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That silly green monster's following me to my death.
That high blue kite is wondering what is up in the sky.
Those blue-suede shoes are walking all over me and you.
You be my Betty-Boop and we'll do the loopy-loop all night long, and we'll sing this song all night long.
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my jaw hurts from all the stress:
i clench, i bite, i press, i fight.
my jaw hurts from all the pills
ive tried to keep my life straight, still
i wander. . .
ive got my own straight and narrow path back at home.
but what if theres a split in the road?
which way should i go? i choose to go
dont look back theres no behind
forward legs go, always forward.
toward the unknown, always forward.
my back hurts from all the shit
i lift to pay my rent, i would quit
if i could conquer
all the way to where the heavens can reach
then id speak what i saw,
and in my speach you couldnt find a flaw.
then i remembered:
i cant complain theres air in my lungs and in my brain
and its too much fun to always change
dont look back, theres no behind
forward legs go always forward.
toward the unknown always forward.
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Tonight
04:36
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My body's cold
it's rugged and it's old inside
a habitual killer
but i dont mind
ill die when i am dying and its time
unless i quit first tonight.
tonight.
Ive got a box
a box with all my stuff
packed inside.
some stuff is old
some stuff will keep your body
from feeling cold
when youre walking a winter's night
tonight.
Im on my knees
begging, 'Jesus, please, let me go."
He shined the light
and it burned my precious eyes
i felt the glow.
Im not going home
tonight. not tonight.
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Chris Klippel San Francisco, California
"a catchy mishmash of his clarinet, guitar, and loads of falsetto harmonies over toe-tapping rhythms . . . some of the most
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Nominated for The Deli SF Magazine's Best New Artist of 2013
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