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Sunday in the park with George
She shivs her way through the headlights and forming dawn
The fired grass is folding last
The ending is wherever she falls
"White. A blank page or canvas."
Sunday in the park with George
The bandstand strikes "The Worried Troubadour"
And I sleep and burn the leaves
Swigging ciders in the fossilized street
And Odradek declines the invite
He's ruined sex for the all the veterans inside
Perhaps because your hair is so bright
Perhaps because the waves don't subside
I remember every button on your creased shirt
A bitter distance and a sense of learning to fall
And I remember every second of
Sunday in the park with George
"Martha in Maize"
"Helen of Hayes"
Pictures of me in disguises and rain
Cos summer is afraid of us I'm sure
Summer is afraid of us
(Sunday
Sunday
Sunday
In the park with George)
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Mustard Gas Heart
02:41
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Morning will find you
Wherever you are
Mustard gas heart
Erases a hope too far
But all your dreams aren't falling through
An acid spot of sunlight next to you
I needed/need it to(o)
Forget about you
A second a day
Mustard gas heart
A yellow ageing lung stain
While everyone else will stay
You're counting seeds
The dirt is loose by the pepper tree
Where you made him laugh
At the foot of the stairs
The last one there
I was the last one there
I'll protest my innocence
And let the claymore fall
Not thinking what you're feeling
Or what you're saying
He sits upon a winged beast
Instructions to protect
Oh it's in my mind
I know he's fine
But I just can't forget
I know that I don't
Believe it enough
To make you see that
I would sever stars
And set them in their place
Around your shirt
And plant your flag in the ashen dirt
I knew that I would just get hurt
But I fell long and I fell hard
And now you've smiled into the dark
And I can sit and finally fix my
Mustard gas heart
I've got a mustard gas heart
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River Pool Lunar Park
02:38
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Come join up with the acrobats outside
I can tell that you’ve been singing by the creases in your eyes
When policemen look away
And the silence comes again
Then
River Pool Lunar Park
Is waiting for you
It lets anybody through
Bicycles and paper planes abound
The teachers union café have found their common ground
And you tell me that “escape”
Is the watch word of the day
When
River Pool Lunar Park
Is waiting for you
River Pool Lunar Park
Is waiting
River Pool Lunar Park
Is waiting for you
River Pool Lunar Park
Is waiting
It lets anybody through
The buzzing trees are settling
Disputes that tune the air
A very cool telescope swoops
Catch the insects everywhere
It’ll never last so we should go
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4. |
I Saw The Movie
02:14
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I saw the movie
The mirror was all too real
Saw myself moving
Through the worms that flanked the field
What did I feel?
But alone and afraid
And skipping back through the reels?
I saw the movie
The music creeped you out
You saw right through me
Predator eyes and dripping mouth
And so what now?
Well I’ll retreat to another cold bar in town
But in your coked out eyes
I think I see love
But I know that’s not your fault
I know that’s not your fault
I saw the movie
Another long and delicate scene
Trying to tell you
This is how its always been
Lucky me
To have this redemption in failure
And I can see
That in your coked out eyes
I know you hate me
But I know that’s not your fault
I know that’s not your fault
I know that’s not your fault
Listen, I don’t think that’s your fault
But I saw the movie its never gonna change
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So pray another winter will come down and touch
The faces of the children who you hate so much
And now that these minutes have been recorded and filed
We turn our attention to the purpose of the child
For the betterment of Samantha
She will lie awake
For the betterment of Samantha
She will lie awake
For the betterment of Samantha
Is for all our sakes
The betterment of Samantha is here
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6. |
So I Was Wrong
03:22
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Horizon
Is a pinprick
Whatever struggles denied
I thought you would realise
When these hands collide
And caution
Is needed
With the priesthood impaled on their chains
And the city is coursing with flames
But I’m very far away
In my houseboat days
And your love is galvanised
I thought “A disaster of mine?”
A thought I would realise
In good time
A though I would realise
In good time
But
No one is torching the view
And perhaps getting closer might just save me too
Like it did for you
And where is the blowtorch?
And where are the lords?
As we mount the leviathan’s head on the door
Just wanted to tell you in spite of the climb
I guess I was wrong this time
And so I was wrong this time
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She’s going somewhere I can’t go
And I’m still stranded in an afterglow
She doesn’t need me
This I know
Another parasitic soft boy moves too slow
She’s going somewhere far away
Caught between the dragons and the blades
And when he’s moving like a Jesus machine
Do even the crumbs of me remain?
In the church with semen stains?
In the jungle caked in snow?
She’s going somewhere I can’t
Go
She’s going somewhere I can’t go
Where lovely lemon eyes will finally close
She doesn’t need me
This I know
Another parasitic soft boy moves too slow
She’s going somewhere I can’t go
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8. |
Ten of Swords
01:16
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I'll imagine you happy
Watching a dark sail
Catching the snow in a gale
But only your traces survive
And they'll never take you alive
Waxwings smother the ice sheets
A quiet that you need
As you walk through the ocean to me
But you know what daydreams are like
And they'll never take you alive
Gross-out Man give back the ring
You know that I love everything
I have gotta stop drinking
Whenever I see you
But I wanna see you
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A Very Cool Telescope
02:50
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You're some far off afternoon
The memory of a pyrrhic/'phoric victory
Over far too soon
But we can fly the park like a balloon
Won't you come?
Won't you see?
Through a very cool telescope
You don't know you're looking at me
Whatdya say?
To the botched king of silver
To another falling away
And we can fail again
I'm the smoke becoming clear
A quiet place in frenzied armour
Finally without fear
And waiting for your eyes to disappear
If you come
Will you stay?
Through a very cool telescope
I hope that you're looking my way
Sail the sky
When the pepper tree rots
And the park is covered in light
The cycle passed me by
And I lie awake at night
Thinking you never replied
When I said "So hey, next time?"
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Mr. Screw
00:58
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And if you do
Ask Mr. Screw
He is publicly available
To tend the human zoo
He's never late
He's quite polite
And he'll tell you all the secrets
To a long and happy life
So when its time to badger him
With what is eating you
Be sure to give a wave to Mr. Screw
And if you go
Ask Mr. Blow
For another chance to see a phoenix
Nullified in snow
He'll say to you
Ask Mr. Screw
All of Norwich can assure you
That he knows a thing or two
He's eating bony caterpillars
In the morning dew
Give my very best regards to Mr. Screw
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Giant Ants
03:19
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I wanna be digested
In the Lunar Park Cemetery
So bring that Coca Cola
And the whiskey in a tumbler to me
Tiny ants swell to giants
As I lie and wait for feelers to feed
I think that you should join me
There's a lot of room to be displaced
And a thousand friendly pincers
To pick that smile right off of your face
When I prize open my eyelids
Jackie give me one last dance
And leave a fleshy button for
Giant ants
The concoction is complete
There's no need to leave your seat
We are ready for the big unwind
The concoction is complete
If you find me it will be
All
Right
The terror is legitimate
I'm finding it hard to breath
As you're walking down the high street
Thinking about Adam and Eve
But when I prize open my eyelids
Jackie give me one last chance
And sign all of my fortune to these
Giant ants
Giant ants
Giant...
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12. |
The Sisters
03:21
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Well the sisters
Are gathering
As the evening
Was shattering
And I'm afraid if I don't fall in
Love tonight I won't at all but
It's gonna be alright now
It's gonna be alright
Well the castle
That you're living in
Is lit up
Like a beacon
And if I could I'd tell you all my
Secrets in its darkened hallway
But it's gonna be alright now
It's gonna be alright
By crow and planes
You arc away
A shrewd escape
I wish I had the strength to follow wherever you will finally settle down
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Streaks of you in pink waves
As the sun reflects the water
Circling in deep space
For the house without a daughter
That's when the bronze cathedral
Flowers folding
Sours coastline air
The blue moon changes channels in despair
Ghost kid bring me closer
To whatever city calls you
I have many questions
Of the troubles that befall you
Tracing histories over
Tired rivers
Citrus in the air
The blue moon changes channels in despair
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hey there mistress magnet hows it going where youre at im still thinking of you and how sad is that i know theres nothing there the stars have got me in their stare its cold and its pitiless nothing like the warmth you might expect well i hope that everyone is happy that nobody tells my story for me where would i begin ah fuck it i guess ill just sing a song called nothing happened in the badlands and thats okay drill down to the core of a problem i cant face anymore this cycle is endless its eating me up in the light of the cold july sun but dont tear me apart too gently send the pieces to the ones who love me theyll be lonely in these bitter broken days as the park descends to haze and i hope that youre okay and i hope that hes okay but most of all i hope that everyone is happy
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The Mara London, UK
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