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Mannequins
A fix I’m in? a bowl of stars?
The evening light just sits here all day long
Mannequins
Animals come out to watch us pass
It seems all things weren't made for man
Mannequins
A jewel of frost across the sun
A silver token laying under my tongue
Mannequins
It’s nothing anybody needs to know
Mannequins
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Lock and key seem the same waking beside the steaming James
When I breathe in you pass right through me
Oh how the mighty wind does blow carrying news I already know
It’s Richmond summer but your hands were cold
Make our bed in dogwood blooms
Don’t you hide the day is young there’s dew on the web the spider spun
What’s happens to bell after its rung?
What happens to the hymn after it gets sung ?
It just hangs there like your perfume
Do you have to leave so soon?
When sleep the brother of death comes and sucks the breath from everything
And dreams the sister of hope tries to rest by my side and comfort me
Make our bed in dogwood blooms
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Hello, Heavy Ghost
04:17
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How high is your fever?
I need to know
How deep is your vault?
Tell me dear
That from here on out it’s only good road
From here on out
Never take what’s on offer
No god wants to be the sun
Each sent to resent what we would become
It’s going to be summer from now on
Can you sleep at all?
I don’t know
Can you cry with those eyes?
Not a tear
From here on out it’s only good road
Down here it’s white range rovers and biblical floods
And hoping to get noticed in the ball gown throw down hoe down
Hello heavy ghost
From here on out
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Thermopolis
05:10
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A silent film or so it begins
Cooling heels in north flowing rivers
An exchange of eyes all rimmed in white
I stood and watched while we danced together
Clouds make it look so easy
We all know who controls the weather
Split the screen cut to the scene
Of trying to gather what has not scattered
Nicely stained and finely grained coursing through the weather vein
What’s the forecast please confessor?
Is it sunny and breezy?
Is the west wind coming on?
We all know who controls the weather
Golden bits are dropping hints Thermopolis tectonic shifts are moving inside
It’s freezing cold but burning holes in the status quo the devil I know is brimstones of time
Something is trying to change my mind
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Navigation Charts
04:12
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All these muddy stars are navigation charts
Puffs of smoke from rifles
Triggers pulled ten million years ago
And if there are spoils we can divide them
If I can keep up this pace
I’m a horseman out here on the interstate
And I’m starting to think that I’m trying to drink the sunshine like rain
And this long shadow is just an echo looking searching looking for ears
All these bloody scars are navigation charts
Heavy blows from rivals
Landmarks of denial
Tricks pulled 10 million years ago
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Well well well here we go so listen up tight and close
There may be a vista to obtain
While I’m waiting in the parking lot with faith that you have learned enough
To come back to me when I call
Come out come out I’ll breathe in what you're burning
The humming of an angel band the warm beds of the decadent past
I can’t see a thing but I know it’s here
And when the fever lifts what emerges is a panther with visible ribs
Coming to the river to drink
Come out come out I’ll breathe in what you're burning
Rescuer
Weight is so much heavier when you have to carry it
Come out Come out I’ll breathe in what you're burning
Rescuer
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Wolves Further Away
03:16
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Give me my flowers now live to see the day
Make plans for peace time tell the sun you’ll light the way
High seas get higher wolves further away
Make plans for peace time tell the clouds you’ll carry the rain
I have pissed into open hearted wind
And I insist that you tell it all again
Because what we sow is rows to mow
So spread your tears around
Make the garden grow spider veins many years from now
Because time keeps us honest
I promise
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In Media Res (Myths)
06:15
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There’s nothing quite as crude as words
Even myths are basic truths twisted by tongues and time
A one-sided story still gets told then follows wherever you go
Clinging like a shadow to your heel
Please be careful the ink’s not dry
The landscape is not the land an hourglass is not the sand
Though seconds tick steady on the shore
No one has the fists to fight it no one seems to thank the driver after taking the ride
Please be careful
Please be careful the ink’s not dry
Matches are made from trees and nightmares are fears and dreams strolling hand in hand
We all recall that Icarus fell but at some point early in the tale he was flying
He was flying!
Please be careful
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