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Go & Ask Shelly
03:39
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Gonna give him the house
Holy books on the stove
Yellow mark every word
It's all the guilt I've known
Gonna teach him to walk
In crooked paths gone straight
Gonna show him the bars
Gonna show him the gate
Now I'll never get my fingers wet
I say that with a heavy heart, I guess
Oh but wait, yeah, all too innocent
It's obvious: the little time I've spent
Go and ask Shelly
for little glass shells. Ah!
Water trickles down your spine
It's everlasting love
It's so much wrestling in the dust
There's not a secret I can't hide
Hardly tested at all
I dipped my head right in
I lost the power to crawl
But now I gave it to him
Oh potential to use
this power recklessly
A revelation or two
Like last delusional spring
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Alligators
03:32
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Alligators
Control your feelings
Or have trouble mating
Like all those river sharks with busted fins
who forget how to swim
Li'l tonight
I was bored by my age
Li'l tonight
I was clueless on that stage
O tonight
O tonight
Sister Alma
It's mostly mental
Remember David?
He said it's all just memory: shame and guilt and sin
Now he forgets where he lives
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Bombazine
04:46
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Bombazine
Like lavender and chalk
Julian
You just talk and talk and talk
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Domino
04:59
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I'm outside
with a black girl speckled white
Long drive
to Diamond Sands with Domino
to watch the coastline come and go
True believer
There's no end to times like these
It's no wonder
She speaks unknowingly of grief
and talks of death in dulcet tones
You will never understand
So will you comfort them?
Or comfort you?
She dreamed this:
A white horse running through the fog
Helpless
Aching thunder, you were wrong
If so, what's that say for joy and hope?
So what.
Put that collar on my throat
And lead me on, I need the peace
of pretty fictions, mercy seats
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Borrowed Kingdoms
02:25
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Do I ask too much?
Sacred lips I'm too afraid to touch
Hang a mirror inside and call it a temple
Prepare my thunderous mind
to get sick when your mouth sings,
"Earth gave us everything"
Tell me, when will I turn over?
Borrowed kingdoms, I might
hold on forever
Perfection's dead, now what?
Music's rolling in just as I'm rolling out
Put a symbol inside and call it a chapel
Release my thunderous mind
to run free when I'm icebound
in a wig and a nightgown
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Markarians Houserville, Pennsylvania
Imagine an alien species of explorers from a galaxy some 70 million light years distant. Countless generations have lived
and died on the journey to Earth. Whole histories, micro-civilizations come and gone. But at last they are here. Markarians are here. Only…somewhere along the way, rounding the Sombrero Galaxy, they forgot why they came. And how to get back.
-Felix Singer, Athens, GA
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