1. |
All the Eyes
06:20
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So
So you said
Said it loud
Let it out
Let it flow
Tears had stole
All the eyes
Down
Down crow lines
Set to space
Off the side
Traced with blood
Played in full
Waken lies
Love lost on you
Who's to fend three eyes?
Lo all above
Whose two phony eyes?
Love lost on you
Who's to fend three eyes?
Sun
Sun and moon
On the move
Back to Rome
So it seems
All roads lead
Bethlehem
So
So above
In the sky
Past the dome
As below
All eyes on
Bedlam
Love lost on you
Who's to fend three eyes?
Lo all above
Whose two phony eyes?
Love lost on you
Who's to fend three eyes?
Lo all above
Whose two phony eyes?
Love understands not to fade but to reform
Laugh to the mountains, they're made to come down
Now that you found when we gave to reform love
I come down
Love understands not to fade but to reform
Love lost on you
Who's to fend three eyes?
Lo all above
Whose two phony eyes?
Love lost on you
Who's to fend three eyes?
Lo all above
Whose two phony eyes?
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2. |
At Song-Two-Birds
04:51
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Lately, I always hear them
Outside, at song, two birds
Played in circadian rhythm with them
For whom we can't be sure
Turn back the sun before I'm done
The light is wrong after I fall asleep
Turn back the time before I die
The night has turned, come down the Jesse Tree
Brightly and barely sitting
Atop his holy wood
Like he has to happen always
Now he never could
Turn back the sun before I'm done
The light is wrong after I fall asleep
Turn back the time before I die
The night has turned, come down the Jesse Tree
Don't be so consumed with doubt
The wind falls in, the leaves spin out
See calm and sound straight
Abreast and alight
Crop the milk
Beat the four
Set the root for crying out
And turn back the sun before I'm done
The light is wrong after I fall asleep
Turn back the sun before I'm done
The light is wrong after I fall asleep
Turn back the time before I die
The night has turned, come down the Jesse Tree
And turn back the sun before I'm done
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3. |
Come and See
06:09
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I will raise my body from the grave
And burn the liars to a wooden stave
And you will know the truth of who was right
Come and see the righteous cry for help from 'neath the lie
The lie that I die
I will raze this town
In front of all its sons and daughters
Burned right through their hearts
For you know that I'm saner than this world
Go and look the ravages on which my people die
The lie that I die
I will circumcise the foreskin of my heart
And shoot my mouth off to a wicked start
And you can sing upon my pyre
Come and see the righteous cry for help from 'neath the lie
The lie that I die
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4. |
Blood-Fires
07:47
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Ask and we'll tell you this once
We can argue the point
And you'll question it more
Cause it's happened
Before I go
I keep on walking the desperate road home
Past loses focus when all
That you notice dissolved
With your back to the door
Kept a head from
Before I go
I keep walking the desperate road
Of course the night-wind comes
We can't be stopped when we're cussing on
Lost but it leaves me to
I felt I could trust in you
I'm like the holy graph
That fades when I'm supposed to laugh
Facts tell the story in verse
In ordinary words
We can always be sure
On arbitrary terms
That we'll tell you this once
And we'll get to the point
But you'll question it more
Cause it's happened before
Before I go
I keep walking the desperate road
Of course the night-wind comes
We can't be stopped when we're cussing on
Lost but it leaves me to
I felt I could trust in you
I'm like the holy graph
That fades when I'm supposed to laugh
Just let me put this out here
On fire and naked
Bleeding all bloody
Awakened and faced to blood-fires
Just let me put this out here
All freezing and tired
Naked but breathing outside
And baked in cold pyres
Just let me put this out here
On fire and naked
Bleeding all bloody
Awakened and faced to blood-fires
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5. |
Waltz #1
03:54
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Home
Would it please to know I found the lonely road?
When the past is done you'll find me broken
Here today and gone tonight
On the rocks of the fallen paradise
Lived as long as life denotes
By the back to the left of the frontal rose
Fell alone
Toll
Follow all the rabbits down the Holy Grove
Think of all we've done to finally know that
Arsenic and old lies
Keep the math to yourself, fit it all inside
Morning seeps into midnight
There's a laugh in the walls cause they're always home
Leave the past on this pissing room floor
Oh, leave the past on this pissing room floor
Oh, set the past to the bastardly ode
Oh, set the past to the bastardly ode
Love
When the love I lost has followed us home
For the owls come and stop and go
Here today and gone tonight
You're the light in the wind and the drag outside
Give them holly, bind their goat
Sing a song by the hands of the Children of Los
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6. |
Song of the Songs
07:01
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The last of the fallen angels thought to be down here
Were sent to defend the ministery of music
But the song of the songs could only be sung in the morning
This is the spirit, this is the last to be outside
The first of the sons had only begun to stand upright
When after the Flood, a tall man had stood on the water
But the light of his words could only be heard in the darkness
This is the spirit, this is the last to be outside
Can you hear it? Here is the rest of me aloud
The song of the songs had always belonged to everyone
Till brother to brother sent for each other to cover
When the curse of the Canaanites had fallen upon me
This is the spirit, this is the last to be outside
Can you hear it? Here is the rest of me aloud
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7. |
Bluebird of Sadness
09:03
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There's a man on a sideways road
And he waits with a feathered rose
I can tell by the way he talks
Soft and slowly
Let down the false death and bleed as it may
Let down the false death and bleed as it may
Bluebird of sadness like all things must pain
Let down the false death to be
There's a bird on a dancing wall
I could tell could I talk at all
And he waves something in his hand
Supposed to find out
Let down the false death and bleed as it may
Let down the false death and bleed as it may
Bluebird of sadness like all things must pain
Let down the false death to be
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