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Effortlessly
05:44
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i switch my brain, on and off again
flick my wrist, like a switch blade
blue jeans wrapped around my
white legs effortlessly
burn my skin in the white light
self-esteem in a fist-fight
blue veins wrapped around my
white cells effortlessly
call my name, "Tim its time to go!"
ride the wind through the undertow
two lips wrapped around my
tongue, tied, effortlessly
unseen plates shake you to the core
sway your hips on the dancefloor
disco round and round we
all go effortlessly
sun escapes drags away the dawn
reach inside my yell becomes a yawn
foolish games aside
you send me, effortlessly wild
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2. |
Visceral Vernacular
05:05
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i fell my family tree, my dendrochronology
i'm listed in between boxcars and Sicily
once, twice, three times i rake the leaves
four, five, six times they whisper 'cross the breeze
i float across the street and photograph the cemetery
and there below my feet: Charlotte & Emory
once, twice, three times i sow the seeds
four, five, six times i harvest weeds
that pale pavilion, in the twilight eventide
it fades into vermillion, as the june bugs suffocate july.
i miss my empty room, underneath the widow's walk
i miss the afternoon, when i used to lay with you
once, twice, three times before you sleep
four, five, six times the gravity
i see a vision of a thousand symphonies
that drift upon a daydream, and off to Ganymede
that pale pavilion, in the twilight evening sky
it fades into vermillion, as the june bugs suffocate july.
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3. |
The Eunuch
02:00
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[instrumental]
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4. |
The Tarot Told Me Twice
04:31
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i had a dream and you were there
the room filled up with newspaper
and on the front page, plain as ever
a polaroid of us in outer space
with the "Angel From Montgomery"
spinning on my turntable
open my eyes to find you were gone for good
up the hill and down the slope,
i wander on up the hill again
adam tells me "Abyssinia -
it is what it is so let it be."
and again i miss my train
caught up in the turnstile
back to the empty house soaked in alcohol
it's in the stars we'll meet again
the tarot told me twice, my friend
heaven help me, God forgive me
i feel the Earth move beneath my bed
we'll meet again it's plain to see
underneath the old oak tree
the smell of the autumn breeze blowing through the leaves
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5. |
Grace Notes
07:36
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you should practice what you preach
if you wanna be a saint, dear
and you should keep it within reach
if you wanna land a steady career
but off we go, off we go again
i've been here twice
off we go, off we go again
i realize
you should practice what you preach
if you wanna keep your head, dear
and you should temper what you teach
if you wanna stake a new frontier
but off we go, off we go
another context
off we go
double back into the reflex
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