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High Times
02:54
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painful recognition always at your side
some kind of hindsight
keys always in the ignition always gone on a ride
some call it high times
never without a muse to salute,
but who salutes you?
vainful adaptations of holy mountain romance
warm kind seance
sent you sailing back to what you already knew
but didn't know how to use
so awake is ever flowing these wounds get reopened at times i fear i'm of no use
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Back to the Wind
03:42
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Patty Hurst & Billy the Kid were riding with Sylvia Plath ,
trick myself with this primitive, how long can this interstate last?
Noel like the christmas tune though her husband's slim & bruised
Aura the maid with her fox ears & braid, clearly she's got the blues
it's all a game they beg me to play at least i think, i'm confused;
I don't want to but I've got to.
the Homeless Hobo Ether Wanderer with Tinker Sailor Dawn
they sleep like shit on the couches they surf
but everyone's amused before it's done
& the last flower i picked, picked at me back & now's a thorn down my shirt; I don't want you but I've got you..
Patty Hurst & Billy the Kid were riding with Sylvia Plath
as Sylvia turned to trill like a bird Billy let out a laugh
Patty grinned just to be a friend & turned her back to the wind
yea patty grinned just to be a friend & turned her back to the wind.
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Mourning Lace
02:16
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let's all compete for ether space
goodbye, Marie in tattered & mourning lace
stern on the bow let those bridges be built
civilized communities in helter skelter kilts
but would they stay kind forever? wait just a turn
one child slipped from the mother & let those bridges burn.
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Dragrace Mama
02:40
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dragrace mama way up high
dragrace mama smoke in your eye
peaceful & somber when the kids go by
but dragrace mama when its you & i
we get down
hot tamale jesse wearing your wig
hot tamale jesse doin a jig
you can find me 'round hummin a tune
you can find me 'round smoking a cig
i get down
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Is
03:04
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I've been reading everything in reverse
I've been watching all the clocks backwards
I've been dreaming of your shape underwater
lately i've been at a loss of words
i'm not sure what to say to make it heard, i want you
like a little boy chasing seagulls on the shore
when we kissed for the first time the moon was in the daytime sky
i miss your face so close to mine.
so I'll ride all over this island
I'll try and find something to distract my mind then
maybe I'll get some sleep
insomnia & sadness they don't take care of me like you did
when i was in your arms
twilight paints the skyline these fields have never been more alive sweet maggie it's been a long long time i've been reading everything in reverse been watching all the clocks backwards i've been dreaming of your face underwater
so i'll ride all over this island
i'll try and find something to distract my mind then
maybe i'll get some sleep
insomnia & sadness they don't get the best of me like you do
when i'm in your arms
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in pied piper shoes,
moanin' Mona's blues,
trying to pay your dues, trying to make it through
all the infomercials america has to offer;
all the red carpet rides wading in limousine tides
& everywhere you look there's patches on most everyone's third eye
& you wake while everyone's still in bed
so you make all your secret songs in stead
then you leap out the window & up on a cloud that rode
you out to the east coast then west for Chicago
where as a tall bridge you quivered
heavy you were as the east river
at times you were captain, some billy the kid giver,
the loneliest captive of a big apple's white winter
but you cried when anyone turned around
& you tried not to be followed down
so you split down the southeast for a quaint place to get clean
then a shedding of old dreams, your own hell in New Orleans,
& a soft night with family & old friends who'd treat you sweet
then back out the window & up on your cold feet
out of the shallow & into the tangerine deep
but try your best to retain,
for there'll only always be now & again.
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Jenny O
02:16
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jenny won't you sing it again?
think i missed a line in the pre-chorus or second verse,
every time i see you it hurts.
I wanna be your man or maybe just play guitar in your band,
i'll be ya biggest fan.
O jenny O
tumbleweed laughter,
love, L.A.
orbiting the chapters that carve out your face
I wanna see you escape
into the velvet of tomorrow
jenny may all your days be limited in sorrow,
inherited or borrowed.
O jenny O
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All For You
02:48
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i don't have much it's plain to see this but it's all for you
listen sweetheart, your eternal heart is a garden to me
i am drowning, please say something to calm my stupid head
& i won't get over it i've tried & it all goes to shit
i won't get over you i've tried & it's just no use
I cannot help the way i feel.
I am nothing it's plain to see this
but I am for you
it breaks my heart that I am broken & nowhere near enough
this empty room gets so very small & i cannot breathe
well another shaky line to explain my love to you from me
& i just wont get over it i've tried & it all goes to shit
& i won't get over you i've tried & it's just no use
i hide my face cause you're so fucking beautiful.
I'm not much, it's plain to see this but I'm all for you
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One More Drunk Angstess
03:34
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you got in my car
drunk & seeing stars
you made some remark
that i'm glad i didn't hear.
your head's too full of shit
now I don't want to know;
& then there's Bernadette.
One more drunk angstess blind in her rain,
Slum numb princess trying over again.
I arrived with no shoes
imagination asleep
trying to get through
but I'm always a little too far east.
I want out of here but I've got no where to go
I know most of you know that you know you know you know.
One more drunk angstess blind in her rain,
Slum numb princess trying over again.
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Was California
03:29
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I was California
I was feelin' low
I was halfway to New Mexico when I heard the angel speak
I was close to done
I was Oregon
I was on my way back home
when I pat my pockets down hoping a smoke's to be found
hoping I can hang around a few seconds more
cause I'm always on the run I'm always someone
I'm running out of oxygen & low on time,
so friend of mine don't leave I enjoy your company.
I was some poem you wrote
I was San Fransisco
I was staying in some bungalow counting on jade plants
I was just some fool
sitting on a stool trying to drink my weight
but tell me when I'm free to leave & I'll do so gracefully
you won't hear keys or wasting time
I'll keep my eyes on the stats peering from beneath my hat
you won't know where I'm at
& I'm only find with that.
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Psychedelia
01:26
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in Illinois with a cigarette
or in the bayou with my father's last name
& my mother's face
i've got a whole lot of nothing to say but it's ok ,
in green fishbowls sit theory sized eyes contemplating the weight of any surprise to strike; what a way to spend one's whole life, alright?
but don't go blaming the psychedelia for your own paranoia
don't go blaming the psychedelia for your own hysteria
don't go blaming the psychedelia for the fall of your own america
if you choose to i'll be in my psychedelia on the AVENUE OF AMERICAS
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Edith, like a bird on the sill
she blows your mind & breaks your heart with her trills
her wings are broken but man how she glides
uptown to the lower east side.
Arrow, like the one that bit me
way out in Los Angeles
she's the singer in a punk rock band
crawling cross the stars to daze in the sand.
Iscariot, you wear it so well
the golden gate, the interstate, the chelsea hotel;
"what a shame all the good things don't exist"
i'm just grateful, man that they once did.
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