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Stitchling
03:55
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I let it pull from my one hand into the next,
And i feel the pull out past my fingertips.
Inch by inch it drops into oblivion,
Stitch by stitch the thread gives out, the seam it splits.
Pour it all, all there is, is this all, all that I contain.
Even when not a single stitch in me remains.
And the fabric of a man folds up in vain.
Well I feel it pulling now, it's almost half past hell and i'm waiting.
And I feel it pulling now, come on take my hand but believe me.
If a man I cannot stay, take the scraps and stitch what's remaining.
And I feel it pulling now, come on take some thread and create me.
String and a metaphor for life is all I am,
Threadbare, the spark erodes in an instant.
When the dream it dreams itself through seamstress' hands.
It's just thread on thread through thread making meaning.
Never a man was made who's life it can constrain.
Even a man of thread is living just the same.
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The Cowboy Song
05:49
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I've been down before, never again, take this wheel I'm gone.
Well, can you help me, help me shovel down.
C'mon help me, move some sand around.
And I feel them comin down, guns all blazin.
And I feel them comin down, angels trailing.
They're comin down the road, the devils waiting.
And I feel them comin down, comin to take me.
Well, can you help me, bury this truth deep down.
C'mon and help me, scream the lie real loud.
Well, can you help me, and never open your mouth.
C'mon and help me, quiet this desert down.
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I'm afraid, that all of this will fall away and leave me nowhere.
The impulse drained follows a curtain fall, and life begins eluding.
Calling stars, the infinite holds the key, to life in perpetuity.
Death is simple, inevitable yet hard to accept.
When the machine, void of gleam, runs its program out.
And the prelude, carried out binary breath.
In and out , into doubt, death runs beyond the code we know.
For all time, for all I know. I suspect, theres nothing waiting.
With all time, what is the purpose of, machines ever breaking.
My new soul, what is the value of, new flesh i'll only waste it.
My new soul, is heavier than the old without the pain & baggage.
Take these memories, cut & paste them, break them out.
Out of my head, beyond death, whether the rest is human or not.
Tell me a story, tell me why this fear is acute.
Black forever, black was never, black til the server corrupts.
No time worth saving.
I'm afraid, that all of this will fall away and leave me nowhere.
The impulse drained follows a curtain fall, and life begins eluding.
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Speed Song
03:21
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Can i get an open call, can I get a witness please.
Buried as the waters fall, buried in the words it speaks.
I'm standing in an ocean of emotion wading,
Waiting for the tide to pull me under, baby.
As my lungs fill up with the words I couldn't say,
With the murk & muck of potential pissed away.
The rain keeps falling down, yeah, falling down again.
I'm waiting with a letter in my hand.
The memory it lingers long, eternity too long to breathe.
Maybe after i have gone, words'll bubble from the deep.
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Dapper Dan Man
04:33
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Chains around my feet, mud inside my soul, the voices weighing in, my friend.
Running from the heat with two brothers from the door, the devils watching it.
I'm sure that demons are waiting to wash this all away.
The flood comes but always I'll be the man I was today.
There's fire neath the moon. the dogs are howling thick, and night's our only friend.
Darker than the shades pulled across those eyes hiding black within.
No rain could carry the burden of the sin across my face.
No basin could hold all the fear i hold for my judgement day
To the flesh i call home, and the blood i call kin. (X2) G G# F
I'm sure that demons are waiting to wash this all away.
The flood comes but always I'll be the man I was today.
Life is moving on, somewhere past the pines, I'm chasing after it, my friends.
Searching for a love, searching for a life, the river just can't bury it.
No rain could carry the burden of the sin across my face.
No basin could hold all the fear i hold for my judgement day
I'm sure that demons are waiting to wash this all away.
The flood comes but always I'll be the man I was today.
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Rene
03:48
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I can't believe the future would bring you back to me.
They've got Mick Jagger after me, they wanna put this brain inside my body.
I look the same as I did back then but your 30 years older.
We'll make it work somehow cause you still look good Rene.
We were happy just this morning, future came without a warning.
I look the same as I did back then but your 30 years older.
We'll make it work somehow cause you still look good Rene.
One day at a time i'll never change, when you call the cops i'll run away,
Why'd you get so excited, you've never wanted to hide before.
Doodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoooo
Doodoodoodoodoodoodoodoodoooo
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