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City Escape
06:05
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tailored to the line,
twisting factory line.
ease of mind, ease of mind, nevermind.
nevermind, over time, over time,
it's long gone.
straighten out the lines,
into shapes you like.
come to find, come to find, peace of mind.
peace of mind, with the line, with the line.
it goes on
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constructed so nice
a tower in the east you can use
to find your way home
control refined
a delicate pattern of notes in your mind
that only you know
a narrow fascination
the hollow blinding gleam
a common situation
i only hope you see
that you might be
looking into a fog
holding on for
a touch of clarity
connection aligned
atmospheric radio waves
flow through your veins
conveniently timed
the fractions of a blink of an eye
seems like a long wait
a narrow fascination
the hollow blinding gleam
a common situation
i only hope you see
that you might be
looking into a fog
holding on for
a touch of clarity
when i close my eyes
the words all come to me
natural cosmic scenery brighter than the screens
come settle down where the signals are weak
and i'll show you why
i like it so cold
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2. |
Jones of July
03:37
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morning on jones of july
wake up to a summer sky
the neighborhood is so alive
with sunshine painted faces
dad's off work and feelin' fine
his cooler filled with cold delight
mom won't swim buts she's still happy too
for all i know
it feels so real
those years seem unreal
later on jones of july
drive out to the county line
to get a handful of those rockets
illuminate the night
a celebration in the sky
showers of sparks and colors fly
the sun retreats for unknown reasons
that i will NEVER know
it feels so real
those years seem unreal
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3. |
Light Bulb Garden
04:03
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it's like a floating tower
ceramic potted flower
if i could justify it
i'd buy a plane and fly it
a mangled mess i'm left with
just cart it away
i found my old camping tent
where we would stay
a view atop a boulder
much less warm than your shoulder
i kind of like it locked away
probably forever
shovel off the top soil
and cart it away
plant a light bulb garden
to show us the way
no sound
phone rings
here on call
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4. |
A Perfect Potion
04:08
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conjuring light
levitating stones
spells in the night
summoning the ghosts from year ago
it's kind of lonely
witching in these times
staying out of sight
concealing what you are
you really ought to show
you really gotta be honest
you shouldn't have to be covering up
you really gotta be honest
characterize the perfect potion
and don't try to hide it
open up our eyes
you really ought to show
you really gotta be honest
you shouldn't have to be covering up
you really gotta be honest
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5. |
The Patriarchitect
03:10
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such a great Tennessee man my grandfather was
he would fly a kite in the cold only for us
i can still remember the smell of his closet
perfect memories what he did for us
strap the crab trap to the roof and head for the ocean
only catch enough for a soup, but everyone loved him
we built sandcastles and he built a family
the patriarchitect's constructions will...
go on
when we see his favorite chair
in our minds he's sitting there
we still think people can't die
but god only knows people they try...
to go on
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down by the riverside
boats docked by the riverside
they come and go
up on the riverside
green hills of the riverside
they're home to us
when you're away you won't forget
the curvy highway to your head
pleased by the scene of trees in daytime
fishing poles are stored for the winter
up on the mountainside
small church on the mountainside
those kids will ring the sunday bell
up on the mountainside (there's smoke!)
billowing from the mountainside
our flames, they burn in the mirror
when you're away you won't forget
the river runs straight through your head
breath crystallized to ice on a Tennessee snow day
drop my bait line down into the water
really down low i know i'd kill for these hills
where i was raised up
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7. |
The W Road
05:47
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into to town and then i go back home again
haven't got a wink of sleep
conversations and i go "no, no, no"
whatever could you mean?
feelin' so damn glad i am doin' mighty fine
well i never been so high (woo)
i know you've seen us part of all of the time
said everyone to me
did you see my note?
have you ever thought to call?
it's all on me
'til i run home
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people people walk their dogs
up on signal mtn through the morning fog
listen listen for your name
up on signal mtn where the hiking trail's the same
people people all along the vine
up on signal mtn where my daddy's not to find
listen listen all of the time
up on signal mtn where the climbing's all mine
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Patterns
03:50
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wet are the walls
new figures, oh my
a song synced to a lit cigarette
a pattern pushing back
warm calming lights
desires, oh my
a sweet inhalation of oxygen
reminding that there's life
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9. |
Fresh Fruit
03:22
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tried to tune outside
it's hard to do but i swallowed my pride
trace the lines and fill
with color-coded men in fact they will
close their eyes and smile
drive the highway for miles
farmhand downtown
pretty pony dance around
looking up trees are
fresh fruit in a jar
they are blind to space
taking notes in their place
offer all their know how
wasted above what's allowed
sneak around at night i'm sure
avoid detection, light, blur
faster than my cat
my new friend, bring me back
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10. |
Oak
05:45
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hailey, don't leave me
i'm at a loss, at a loss
an oak tree, so neighborly
it's so tall, seen it all
it's a wild ride
i've grown so accustomed to senseless nightmares
the peace that you'll find
is buried at the foot of your live oak back home
to leave here, a fever
it's in my soul, it's in mine
an oak tree, believe me
can live a long time
it's a wild ride
down rivers on rafts made of old dead branches
the peace that you'll find
is sinking somewhere under the surface darling
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feel like comin' by and saying all the same things
even though i feel it, even though i don't
as far as i can tell, everybody knows it
the silly notion that everything is good
feeling multiplied by all the swirling satellites
orbiting my conscience, it's kinda like
the lonely carpenter that carved up all those oak logs
blinded by the sawdust he built himself a home
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Attic Fowler Atlanta, Georgia
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