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The Age Of Aquarius In NYC
It’s raining on the sun
yes your death has become
what you wanted it to be
the Age Of Aquarius in New York City
She’s got the London booze in her veins
no it’s not quite the same
another poison century
the Age Of Aquarius in New York City
It’s a girls sad song, do you need the recognition
Another ghost dance song, when you need the repetition
Good night moon, good night
Yes your skin was so bright
Just a sailor throwing knives at the sea
the Age Of Aquarius in New York City
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Zap Acid At Neon
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Zap Acid At Neon
On captain daze, they dance in topaz and jade
it’s deliverance under the chameleon moon
It’s an agility dance, a transformational trance
it’s the wisdom of innocence
And run Captain run, Zoe’s out in the sun
I’m a linguistic assassin
And run Captain run, little Zoe’s out in the sun
I’m a linguistic assassin
I had these rum sculptor blues, in the big beat of this
I had nothing, I had everything
Oh but then I was saved, how I prayed and I prayed for the cure
coffins floating on the sea
It’s the joyful relief that my wife and belief and my dogs
lighthouse hanging on the shore
A cemetery in France, it’s a midnight romance in the desert
and infinity
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The Old White Door
02:56
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The Old White Door
And through the old white door
you’ll be running ‘cross the kitchen floor
oh tell me so, tell me, tell me true
but it’s so cold outside, let’s go for a drive
with the late sun on a cold afternoon
And through the old white door
I’m forlorn forevermore
she’s gone away and left me here to hurt
but I’ve seen roses, I’ve seen men, I’ve seen a simple side of sin
Oh tenderness is a game that’s played by fools
Look up, look up and see the morning
coming down without warning through the old white door
and it’s so bad when I’m here
the curtains drawn, drawn from fear that surrounds us
It’s so cold outside, let’s go for a drive
with the late sun on a cold afternoon
oh tell me, tell me true, what more could I do
love at best is a game that’s played by fools
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Souveneirs
05:15
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Souveneirs
Broke my hand in Monterey
stayed in town, a place to stay
guess that’s why I buy a dream
hear the sirens through the pouring rain
And we’ll leave America behind
nothing lasts forever, forever
Lost my head in Birmingham
I don’t remember where I am
the souveneirs remind me so
but they don’t remind me what I’ve done
Got jet lagged in San Antone
string section call me on the phone
they call me up when I’m alone
they call me up when I’ve too much methadone
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Sesa
02:49
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Sesa
Sesa, Sesa,
all your dreams wrapped in moonlight
they will light their way home for you
way back home for you
Sesa, Sesa,
in the old streets on Sunday
the winds dance and twist just for you
dancing just for you
And the sun is a picture of feathers and shells
it sinks like a stone, in the ocean it dwells
and you’re haunted by the living just as much by the dead
they wake you up at night, but the put you back to bed, Sesa
Sesa, Sesa,
a river runs I don’t have to name
a place where you and I share the same
way back home with you
way back home with you
Sesa, Sesa
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Brown Shirt Blues
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Brown Shirt Blues
Brown hair, brown eyed woman
dancing with the queen of swords
mourning the death of her husband
he’d finally met his sweet reward
he’d finally met his sweet reward
Brown shirt, and white shoes
the hotel downtown was all but empty
the sheets were stained with white and he was crying
he’d become devastated by the brown shirt blues
devastated by the brown shirt blues
Dogs are howling, streets wet with madness
she was daydreaming from a different point of view
she’d been let down and she was crying
she was been, and had been used
she was been and she had been used
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Airships
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Airships
Civil war ghosts sing in steep slow motion
tiny horses they run in my veins tonight
calibrations they kiss in the dark of the ocean
everything in these woods is so petrified
And the airplane cult it has landed
it’s a signal from coast to coast
and the fear that you’ll be left stranded
it’s just fragments of illusions and ghosts
We walk downtown passengers suspended
the guru, a clown, and a killer and God
reviving a dream in the shade by the river
of a forgotten language that had long been outlawed
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Song Of Syd James
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Song Of Syd James
One more letter from the inaccessible man
life on the continent, I’ll do what I can
I’ll do what I can
With the Hindu dope and an easy laugh
her garden is growing with things from her past
But they sent her roses from down the hall
glamorous women all taking the fall
all taking the fall
Respirator, truth machine
you know what it is
but you’ll never come clean
Turn the lights down low, a poison century
bottles of perfume and false mystery
yeah, false mystery
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The Golddust Mannequins Los Angeles, California
A cloudy Sunday in early Fall. You're laying on a hammock watching the leaves cling to the trees with varying degrees of success. Equal parts lackadaisical drifting relaxation and the existential dread of Winter's loom. A modern take on early Bowie mixed with Meddle era Pink Floyd, and maybe a bit of the vibe of Apples In Stereo with just a hint of darkness. ... more
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