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"Speaking Confidentially"

"Speaking Confidentially"


Speaking confidentially
the fire that burnt inside of me
has turned to ash the tortured tree
that grows beside the anguished sea
Speaking confidentially
Speaking metaphorically
the earth I trust beneath my feet
is moving now ever so slightly
I shift my feet but feel no relief
Speaking metaphorically
Speaking hypothetically
if the air you breathed was so unique
would you use it up to idly speak
or horde it for a rainy week
Speaking hypothetically
Speaking kind of cryptically
the sea that raged beside the tree
burning bright for all to see
it just might mean the most to me
Speaking kind of cryptically
 
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"Spiral Down"

"Spiral Down"


Now it all begins
Or continues to
Spiral down
Spiral down

I've laid it out on paper
Instructions of what to do
As my mind begins to waver
Losing contact with you

Now it all begins
Or continues to
Spiral down
Spiral down

Look upon the self
Look upon the other
We need a better understanding
Or we'll spiral down

Spiral down
Continue to spiral down
I'm no where near my peace
As you spiral down
 
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"Square Room"

"Square Room"


Sitting in a square room
My voice is freezing
And the beams that are bouncing off the moon
Are hanging from my window like icicles
Just a tired old alcoholic, waxing bucolic
Shivering and homesick
Staring at a wooden floor
Staring at a wooden floor
Last night I nearly killed myself
Chasing rum with rum
There were crows flying all around my head
And I sure caught and ate me some
Funny how I alienated
Those who I was trying just so, so hard to impress
Now half those fuckers hate me
And I'm just a fool to all the rest
Why do I insist on drinking myself to the grave?
Why do I dream about cozy coffin?
I had all these plans of great things to accomplish
But I end up purely pathetic more than often
Sitting in a square room
My voice is freezing
 
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"Staring Man"

"Staring Man"


I live only here,between your eyes and you
But I live in this world. What do I do?
Collect no interest - otherwise what I can.
Above all I'm not that staring man.
I move like a spirit, between this world and that
The weight of them both square on my back.
Collect no interest - and I shed what I can.
Above all I'm not that staring man.
You sit in your tower, straight and tall,
Your kingdom around you beginning to fall.
You close your eyes and you hold your tounge.
And every night you check
On the damage you've done.
I live only here between your eyes and you.
Caught in your world, what do I do?
Fear in the air - I made my stand.
Prove once again I'm not that staring man.
You hold your ground, and you take what comes.
And ever night you check on your desire to run.
You hold your ground and you take what comes.
And every night you check on your desire to run.
I live only here between your eyes and you.
But I live in this world. What do I do?
 
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"Stars Of Our Stars"

"Stars Of Our Stars"


Stars of our stars.
Dreams of my dreams.
You come to me
Singing " The Stars Of Our Stars".

The stars of our stars
Came up the first day.
The moon did set.
The sun comes up.
And all the stars did disappear.

Stars of our stars.
Dreams of my dreams.
You come to me
Dancing to "The Stars Of Our Stars".

The stars of our stars
Came up the second day.
The moon did set.
The sun comes up.
And all the stars did disappear.

Times at night in the spill of light
You catch a glimpse.
You make a start with an eager heart,
But it always slips.
And then everything shifts.

Stars of our stars.
Dreams of my dreams.
You come to me
Trailing "The Stars Of Our Stars".

The stars of our stars
Will come up the third day.
The moon will set.
The sun comes up.
And all the stars will disappear.
 
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"State Trooper"

"State Trooper"


New Jersey Turnpike
Riding on a wet night
'neath the refinery's glow
Down where the great black river flow
Licence, registration:
I ain't got none
But I got a clear conscience
'bout the things that I done
Mister State Trooper
Please don't stop me
Please don't stop me
Please don't stop me
Maybe you got a kid
Maybe you got a pretty wife
The only thing that I got's
Been bugging me my whole life
Mister State Trooper
Please don't stop me
Please don't stop me
Please don't ya stop me
Well, in the wee wee hours
Your mind gets hazy
Radio relay towers
Gonna lead me to my baby
Radio's jammed up
with talk show stations
It's just talk, talk, talk, talk
'til you lose your patience
Mister State Trooper
Please don't stop me
Please don't stop me
Please don't ya stop me
Hey, somebody out there
Listen to my last prayer,
Heigh-ho Silver oh,
Deliver me from nowhere
 
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"Still Lost"

"Still Lost"


Settling now
Once again
What was begun
Will meet it's end
Running now
Time to hide
Go inside
It's time to hide
Here we stand at the end of paths taken
(guiding light inspiration)
The slow decline
The crumbling foundation, the stations, and now the cross
But we're still lost
Waiting now
Dull roots twinning
Keeping watch
For new roots shining
There you stand at the edge of salvation
(guiding light inspiration)
The slow decline
The crumbling foundation, the stations, and now the cross
But we're still lost
 
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"Strange Language"

"Strange Language"


Up on the bluff, where I wish I was
Twistin' up the pages of history
My cold feet danglin', my bony arms gesturin'
To summon up little chunk of that history

In the corridor the shadows are long
And it messes with my equilibrium
And there's strains of a strange language

Up on the bluff, where the hardwood's jut
Out toward the gusts of history
My crusty mind cracks, my restless heart tracks
The fractal lines of history

In the corridor the shadows are long
And it messes with my equilibrium
And there's strains of a strange language

In the corridor the shadows are long
And it messes with my equilibrium
And there's strains of a strange language

Up on the bluff, where I wish I was
Twistin' up the pages of history
My cold feet danglin', my bony arms gesturin'
 
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"Stranger Here"

"Stranger Here"


Stranger here
Face down in the river floating by
A backwards sky
Stranger here
Hung by the neck
Jeered by the crowd
Stranger here
Stranger here

And I could tell you about the time
I was looking for a rhyme
communing with the planets above
I am the righteous man
The one you’re looking for
I am a stranger here. I am a stranger here

Stranger here
The legend will be told about the boy
Never hungry, never cold
Stranger here
Smoke in my eyes
Strange taste on my tongue
I am a stranger here
I am a stranger here

And I could tell you about the evening
That I was out drinking
And fell asleep by the side of the well
I am the righteous man
The one you’re looking for
I am a stranger here
I am a stranger here

And I could tell you about the time
I was swinging from the twine
And saw you flirting with that Jack-in-the-crowd
I am the righteous man
The one you’re looking for
I am a stranger here
I am a stranger here

Stranger here
Head on the pillow floating by
Willows sigh
 
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"Summer Of Our Discontent"

"Summer Of Our Discontent"


Another note afloat upon this paper sea
Explain to me
how this can be

Another face erased
from this tidal pool
Found one day
then swept away

I will carry you my love
If you can carry me
through this summer of our discontent

Another day away
from clutching hands
Explain to me
how this can be

I will carry you my love
If you can carry me
through this summer of our discontent

Another falling wave
upon this crumbling beach
How many more
until we meet?

I will carry you my love
If you can carry me
through this summer of our discontent
 
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