1.It's A Wonderful Life
I am
The only one
Can ride that horse
Th'yonder
I'm full of bees
Who died at sea
It's a wonderful life
It's a wonderful life
I wore
A rooster's blood
When it flew
Like doves
I'm a bog
Of poisoned frogs
It's a wonderful life
It's a wonderful life
I'm the dog that ate
Your birthday cake
It's a wonderful life
It's a wonderful life
It's a wonderful life
2.Gold Days
Good morning my child
Stay with me a while
You not got any place to be
Won't you sit a spell with me
You've got diamonds for eyes
It's time for you to rise
And evaporate
In the sun
Sometimes it can weigh
A ton
Keep all your crows away
Hold skinny wolves at bay
In silver piles of smiles
May all your days be gold my child
A necklace of leaves
Spirits in the trees
And drown all the clocks 'til there's none
Little ambient in the sun
Keep all your crows away
Hold skinny wolves at bay
In silver piles of smiles
May all your days be gold my child
Ha-ah, ha-ah, ha-ah, hah-ahh
Good morning my child
Stay with me a while
And evaporate in the sun
Sometimes it can weigh a ton
Keep all your crows away
Hold skinny wolves at bay
In silver piles of smiles
May all your days be gold my child
May all your days be gold my child
May all your days be gold my child
May all your days be gold my child
3.Piano Fire
I got sunburnt waiting for the jets to land
Circus people with hairy little hands
Come on boys strike up the army band
I got sunburnt waiting for the jets
How do you feel？
How do you feel？
I can't seem to see through solid marble eyes
Fiery pianos wash up on a foggy coast
Squeaky old organs have given up the ghost
Fire them up and kill the pianos
There's creaky old organs burning on the coast
How do you feel？
How do you feel？
I can't seem to breath with a rusted metal heart
I can't seem to see through solid marble eyes
4.Sea Of Teeth
Can you feel the wind of venus on your skin？
Can you taste the crush of a sunset's dying blush？
Stars will always hand in summer's bleeding veils
Can you feel the rings of saturn on your finger？
Can you taste the ghosts who shed their creaking hosts？
But seas forever boil, trees will turn to soil
Stars will always hand in summer's bleeding veils
But seas forever boil, trees will turn to soil
5.Apple Bed
Of horses wet
With melted ice
They would not heed
My advice
And burdened limbs
Of its weight
To break and rot
A whispered fate
Please
Doctor, please
Around me
In a bloody sea
To breach the hive
And smoke the bees
You can be my friend
You can be my dog
You can be my life
You can be my fog
Please
Doctor, please
The witches will return to their sticky tree knots
I will feel the sun
I will feel the sun
I will feel the sun coming down
I wish i had
A horse's head
A tiger's heart
An apple bed
6.King Of Nails
The toothless kiss of skeletons
And the summer hail
I'm the king of nails
I drink my liquor from the palm
Of a child who spoke in tongues
And smelled like sun
Give all your leaves
To the ghosts in the trees
To sink or to shine
The nails are all mine
And blood was rushing up the stairs
I shut my eyes and killed the cock
When the sun came knocking
Oh to taste the salty oil
Of your chest and on your eyes
When the sting is on the rise
Sleep in the fire
With snakes i have sired
To sink or to shine
The nails are all mine
I drink my liquor from the palm
Of a child who spoke in tongues
And smelled like sun
The toothless kiss of skeletons
And the summer hail
I'm the king of nails
Give all your leaves
To the ghosts in the trees
To sink or to shine
The nails are all mine
Sleep in the fire
With snakes i have sired
To sink or to shine
The nails are all mine
7.Eye Pennies
I will return here one day
And dig up my bones from the clay
I buried nails and strings and hair
And that old tooth i believe was a bear's
I held my hand in the fire
It burned me down to the wires
Blood suckers hide beneath my bed
And black fumes of skin so gently bled
I slept with a cat on my breast
Slowing my heart stealing my breath
At sunrise the monkeys will fly
And leave me with pennies in my eyes
I will return here one day
And dig up my bones from the clay
I buried nails and string and hair
And that old tooth i believe was a bear's
At sunrise the monkeys will fly
And leave me with pennies in my eyes
8.Dog Door
Oh mother i want a dog
I want a little dog
I saw a little dog
His name is happy
Well this is me ...
... old ...
I could be a shopkeeper
We'll call 'em ...
She got a six foot pitchfork
I see the wrecking-ball
Back over here together
She got me here with or without
She got me coming through the dog door
She got me coming through the dog door
I said pitchfork
Oh step-ladders
You oughta walk away
But you can't ...
... stairs
She got me gone back here
But don't sit there
She let me keep the deck-chair
She got me coming through the dog door
She got me coming through the dog door
Pitchfork (pitchfork)
Crowbar (crowbar)
Clawhammer (clawhammer)
Hot tar (hot tar)
She got me through her middle name
But she can make it rain
She got a small-town chill
And she's starving in the belly wheel
She got me coming through the dog door
She got me coming through the dog door
Pitchfork (pitchfork)
Crowbar (crowbar)
Clawhammer (clawhammer)
Hot tar (hot tar)
9.More Yellow Birds
Is your jewellery still lost in the sand
Out on the coast, or rushed into the brine？
You left your rings on the shoreline
So you wouldn't lose them swimming in the shallows
A plastic shovel, soft sweaty children far from home
On vacation not unlike your very own
And the captain howdy lit upon my shoulder
And he left me with sulphur and rooms full of headaches
I fell in with snakes in the poisoned ranks of strangers
Please send me more yellow birds for the dim interior
Will my pony recognise my voice in hell？
Will he still be blind, or do they go by smell？
Will you promise not to rest me out at sea
But on a fiery river boat that's rickety？
I'll never find my pony along the rolling swell
A muddy river or a lake would do me well
With hints of amber sundowns and moody thunderstorms
A sunken barge's horns, with the cold rusty bells
10.Little Fat Baby
Did you save your wisdom teeth？
Did you burn your christmas tree？
He got dragged by a donkey
Through the dust and the myrtle
But he was once a little fat baby
Did you make the city slickers laugh？
He got dragged by a donkey
Through the glass and the myrtle
But he was once a little fat baby
Did you burn your wisdom teeth？
Did you save your christmas tree？
He got dragged by a donkey
Through the switches and the myrtle
But he was once a little fat baby
11.Comfort Me
With rocks in my dress
And smoke in my hair
I walked into a lake
To get some sleep down in there
Won't you come to comfort me？
Won't you come to comfort me？
With minnows in my belly
And deep in my veins
The breath-robbin' lightning
Was making diamonds of rain
Won't you come to comfort me？
Won't you come to comfort me？
Dreamed i was born on a mountain on the moon
Where nothing grows or ever rots
I dreamed that i had me a daughter
Who was magnificent as a horse
Won't you come to comfort me？
Won't you come to comfort me？
Won't you come to comfort me？
Won't you come to comfort me？
Won't you come to comfort me？
Won't you come to comfort me？
Won't you come to comfort me？
Won't you come to comfort me？
Won't you come to comfort me？
Won't you come to comfort me？
Won't you come to comfort me？
Won't you come？
12.Babies On The Sun
The sound of your voice
Rose graves of cats
The pounding of your steps
Woke caves of bats
Babies on the sun
Babies on the sun
Your first burning breath
Was a symphony
And a ship full of horses
Was going down at sea
Babies on the sun
Babies on the sun
Babies on the sun
Babies on the sun
On the sun
13.Morning Hollow
14.Devil's New
15.Ghost In The Sky
Abide with me from the morning till the evening
Abide with me when the night is nigh
Be my last sight and sweet to rest
Forever on your warm decaying breast
See you blind
Behold your savior's come,
Dance for death
You lame in the morning fires
And be a ghost in the sky
When grace has purified my blindness
It could be fresh and new and glorious
Will my bleeding ears be rung with joy
Or are they just plain spent and well destroyed
See you blind
Behold your savior's come,
Dance for death
You lame in the morning fires
And be a ghost in the sky
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