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"Sirena"

"Sirena"


Along the coast shrouded by fog
A voice hovers so sweet and soft
The lure of lust no one can deny
A pile of bones hidden from sight

To save this sad, lonesome cry
Sorrow fills the oceans wide
Calling you close, promising love
Letting passion navigate you

Into the arms of sirena
Into the eyes of sirena
Into the heart of sirena
Dancing like ghosts, haunting the shore

The old ones warn, stay away
Her love is sweet, but sorrow too great
Dreams of leaving her curse for good
Rise from the sea as flesh and blood

Still the wind carries her voice
Fills all thoughts, sways your choice
Drawn the fear, capsize the heart
Till all passion navigates you

Into the arms of sirena
Into the eyes of sirena
Into the heart of sirena
Dancing like ghosts over the waves
Safe in the harber of her embrace

Bebe mi vino de amor
Besos de kerosina
Volvierdo el mar en infierno!

To save this sad, tragic soul
Sorrow's worse than the tide's pull
Sinking deeper, gasping for love
Till desire navigates you

Into the arms of sirena
Into the eyes of sirena
Into the heart of sirena
Dancing with ghosts under the waves

And into the arms of sirena
Into the eyes of sirena
Into the heart of sirena
Caught in the rip tide, smashed on the reef
Joining the mass of bones underneath
 
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"Slowness"

"Slowness"


Miles of highway poppies, a stretch of maybe flowers
Past Signal Hill a ways
We were parked and searching
For a hubcap rolling into the fields of thorn
Although we couldn't see a thing that night
Stars still shone
In their slowness
And their slowness
Took us by surprise

If I never told you how you helped to rescue
The car and all inside
Remember roads were steep and
You and I went sliding down the grade from Gate's Pass
You asleep and me behind the wheel hovering
In that slowness
And that slowness
Has never gone away
 
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"Smash"

"Smash"


Is there anyway I can fix it
Take out my tools maybe smash with it
Let me destroy the parts that annoy

Swallow the words I'm saving
Fumble the chords I'm playing
Better just break it apart
Then where should they go

But you know I'm just following suit
It's something I aim not to do
Can't mock up a model me and you

Is someone out there
I can trust
With the words that never seem to fit
We'll let them hang suspended in the air

No sense looking backwards
Shattered every mirror in my eye
Scattering the scrapbook
Blueprints on the floor

Always thought things would snap into place
With a little more ease and grace
Still a ship sealed in a bottle
Never reaches the sea

And I stash all of the reasons
Dash them against the wall
And I smash your heart into tiny little pieces

And every time this happens
It gets harder and harder to build back again
 
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"Sonic Wind"

"Sonic Wind"


Sonic Wind, honing in, on a tune that no one can hear
perfect pitch, simple glitch, promises it would never appear
in the skies (disguised)

Change in direction where birds never fly nor roam
lie 'neath green valleys and wait for the call to come

Firetail bats, poised to attack
to set ablaze the rafters and the roofs
until the plan leaves the hand
burns the site down to the ground
through the ground

Craters are carving and wounds are left to weep
sink to the table filtering through the years
closing behind the nightmarish fears that run deep
down in green valleys wait for the call to come
when it's all over and the empty quarter
returns to the emptiness again

5000 miles over airplane graveyards
landmass oceans wide. over continents
a sonic wind honing in on a tune no one can hear
perfect pitch, simple glitch, promises...
over the skies - in disguise

Change in direction
a sonic wind is blowing
and the fire it is burning
down in green valleys where birds never fly nor roam
over airplane graveyards, wait for the call to come
and the sonic wind is whistling
 
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"Splitter"

"Splitter"


Through the gardens and fields ‘neath the tall green grass
You were walking ‘neath the moon while covering your tracks
Working your fingers down to the skin and stone
One hand on the hammer, one foot by the door
Pushed by the wind, fed by the need for moving on,
Moving on to nowhere
When division runs deep and down into the well
All the coins you dove after lost all their spell
Covered in moss walking for silver and blood
Out in the cafe, working in the grove
Guarding the port of the future you sold
Holding on, holding on to no one
Holding on, holding on to no one
One eye in the mirror, the other on the screen
Sewn in the pockets and down into the dream
Caught up in the mortar, bricks and heavy load
Wait in the shadows down the living road
Moving on, moving on to no one
Holding on, holding on to no one
 
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"Spokes"

"Spokes"


Started talking
to a couple of wedded strangers
sitting down on motorcycles
who passed on the highway

stepped into
the service station
took a piss, got water
bought fuel to ride

blood is flowing
and mountains are blurring
there is something stirring
way down inside

barely know
my homebase home
seems I'm rarely there
for any share of time

the neighborhood's the same
they all remember my name
holding no reservations
the newness is wearing in

checked my eyes to see if they had spokes
see if they are moving
see if they had spokes
see if there is somewhere else to ride

barely know
my airbase home
seems I'm rarely there
for any share of time
before I ride
 
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"Stray"

"Stray"


It rained the whole day he spent at his lover's grave
Said his goodbyes to her family and friends
Packed his things in a rusted car and rode off in the rain
He came upon a church in ruin with an old man dwelling within
Who said, "Watch where you straying, my friend"
Old man spoke of meanings lost and without name
Never shifting from their worn and weathered place
What was found in the endless search for truth behind the tale
Beneath the ash and ember lies only one story to tell
Watch where you straying my friend
There's a flower that grows in a cave
So lovely to see but need to be saved
Its' beautiful blossom will wither and die
If ever this flower leave the darkness for daylight
 
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"Sundown, Sundown"

"Sundown, Sundown"


There's no one in this world for me
There's never gonna be
There's no one in this world needs me
There's never gonna be
Yet sometimes in my dreams I hear...
Sundown
I miss you, sundown
I need you, sundown
Come on, come on, come on, come on, back to me
Come on, come on, come on, come on, back to me
I need you, sundown
I need you, sundown
There's no hands ever reached for me
There's never gonna be
There's no one meant for lonely me
There's never gonna be
Yet sometimes in my dreams I hear...
Sundown
I miss you, sundown
I want you, sundown
Come on, come on, come on, come on, back to me
Come on, come on, come on, come on, back to me
I love you, sundown
I love you, sundown
Sometimes in my dreams
I love you, sundown
I love you, sundown
Sometimes in my dreams
I love you, sundown
 
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"Sunken Waltz"

"Sunken Waltz"


Washed my face in the rivers of empire
made my bed from a cardboard crate
down in the City of Quartz.
No news, no new regrets.
Tossed a Susan B. over my shoulder
and prayed it would rain and rain
submerge the whole western states.
Call it a last fair deal
with American zeal
and corporate handshake.

Take the story of Carpenter Mike
who dropped his tools and his keys and left
and headed out as far as he could
past the cities and gated neighborhoods.
And he slept neath the stars
wrote down what he dreamt
and he built a machine
for no one to see.
Then took flight,
at first light
of new morning.
 
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