1.It's Him
Well then you've got it all now
And we hardly blinked our eyes
And it's all making such sense now
It won't need to tell us why
You came here in the first place
And it's nothing like what you thought it'd be
You can have it any way that you might want it
And you'll see
Think of it in the ？ hands
Think of it in the park
Try not to get your mind wandering
Around it in the dark
You can think of it a little
You can think of it a lot
We'll see
It's him
And it's been
So long
Can't wait to get home
And then what now？
Look at you
You're cooking loose
You talk through
What you think is gonna happen next time？
You look slim
Feeling where you've been
But then again
But then again
It's been so high
High
2.At The Farm
3.Street Joy
I don't mind the sound
Of a voice, of your voice
When you use it like your gun
So much fun, fire your gun
Casual as you are, gets hard to say
I won't say 'less you're going away
He's stringing himself on up to your front door
You've been a wall of ideas about the rich and the poor
We could start home talking, make your focus break
When you're left to yourself you're going anyway
I don't differentiate
We from they, we from they
Feel my appetite
Why is life sleepless night？
Lean my head against an angry moon
Always room, angry moon
In and out of a metal chair
In an unknown apartment where
I can build myself up before I make the scare
String myself up onto your front door
Street joy
You adore
4.Anvil Everything
Crossed an ocean
Faced the fear
You were on a constant
But you didn't do it here
See the great collecting sunsets
Driving tunnels in their cars
See the other actors waiting
To take the kick in the dark
You know it's cruel
But you're careful
Anvil everything, your direction
Canvas memory, honor
Your heart concrete upon defeat
Watching cars leaping from the ground
Even when your heart feels like a jigger
It isn't
It's one of a number of things
Performing a function in the body
Even when your heart's a play thing
It's a given, it isn't
When nothing ever really happens
5.River To Consider
Thrown together like a collection of quotes
When you're not working consisting entirely of jokes
While we wait for the questions for which we've got answers
prepared
We build a ladder because we think it's too safe to take the
stairs
It feels familiar and it comes naturally
Nothing peculiar, no sense of tragedy
There is no wisdom unkempt by vanity
When we find acknowledgment at the end of our sanity
What will we know when the time is right to concede？
What do we risk when we sit around in disbelief？
Bound up like an appliance without a practical mean
Will we be preoccupied with being？
An illustration of ourselves growing up from the ground
I find the reasons of the time that you stay mine
Instead of right in front of left and left in front of right
Our definitions will outlast what they define
What will it take if it won't take your time？
Long dogs piling secret gestures on the pavement feeling
Are reeling for our city as it unfurls when crooked fingers
every day
Growing up from the ground, natural like electric light bulbs
We are a river to consider
6.Drug
All my folks and all you folks
We all beat around and keep our hopes
And talk drugs, we can take drugs
We can talk drugs
Measuring the weight in a flash and they
Anesthetized by the things that we say
For drugs, oh, for drugs
For drugs, for drugs
We are looking for counsel
We are looking for a place to dissolve
What could be the answer
To the voice at the end of a call
But just a little feeling
Just to replace it all
Just to replace it all
Just to replace it all
We write the lines in the palms of our hands
Revising the terms in our list of demands
For drugs, oh, for drugs
For drugs, for drugs
7.Burnished
The bird and the snake
Over the sky how they fight
Two countries that kiss
Cross a river at night
A burnished mistake
How it gleams in the night
A piece of hot clay
The fine edge of a life
A relevant take on the nature of giving is more than I'm able to
lift
A meaningful shake on the order of nature should be like sort of
a gift
Apparently used to the musings of angels we chirp in the arms of
a birch
Now you're gonna come and try to tell me now to leave
How you gonna come and try to tell me now to leave
I've been laying brick a'roofing house and laying seed
You've been layin' 'round absorbin' dirt amassin' need
How you gonna come and try to tell me now to leave
How you gonna come and try to tell me now to leave
8.Keys
I've got a number of keys
No doors to unlock
There's a hole in my wall
That lacks the capacity to shock
I'm nowhere, looking at something
I oughta be seein'
What started up in my head
Ended out in my fingers
Now I'm sleepless in bed
As the last notes linger
In our mystery room
That's called 'winning combination'
With 14 pairs
Bringing 28 days
Filling every cup
Left in the hands of the saps that stay
We're all watching, waiting
For the building to crumble
And it's hard
It seems unnatural
And the best days aren't days at all
It's not
As if your violence and virtue
Is virtual, oh not at all
Go bye to your mouth
Stretching something to say
Fumbling around in the dark
As your hypnotist waves
You're towards a throne
That's up in flames
Away some distance
You got ahold of yourself
You got your imagery
You got a grip on your health
You got possibility
You're hoping for less collision
In your future
Watching you moving upward
You sing yourself out of the cold
You make a cut with your knife
Ah, you drink and you never get old
When your heart stops beating
That's when you start needing some real help
And it won't be hard
It'll feel so natural
And the best days aren't days at all
It's not as if your violence and virtue
Is virtual, oh not at all
9.Is And Is And Is
10.Bess St.
You don't know where you're going
You know you're not stayin' here
Oh, you can last another minute
Or you can last you through the year
You wanna own your confusion
You wanna own your confusion
You wanna do more amusin'
You wanna own your confusion
Why i-i-i
Why i-i-ow
Why i-i-i
Why i-i-ow
Maybe you shoulda been a butcher
You cut the pig for your friends
You're seduced by ideas
You break 'em all, you make 'em bend
Ooh
Ooh
Unimpressible on Bess St.
Unavailable and discrete
Sustainable and so neat
Getting comfy in your new seat
Ooh
Ooh
Unimpressible on Bess St.
Unavailable and discrete
Sustainable and so neat
Getting comfy in your new seat
Unimpressible on Bess St.
Unavailable and discrete
Sustainable and so neat
Getting comfy in your new seat
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