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Narrow Ledge
03:59
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He navigates a narrow ledge
It's obvious he's been to the edge
And way beyond it
Holy liar
Fool saint prophet
He is not afraid
Afraid of anything
He stretches out his arms and says
Inside this circle
I am King
King of Nothing
See you tomorrow
When you get out
I'll bring you flowers
If you get out
When you get out of here
Half the circumference of a star
Is not by half as far
From where you were
To wherever you are
He is not afraid
Afraid of anything
He stretches out his arms and says
Inside this circle
I am King
King of Nothing
See you tomorrow
When you get out
I'll bring you flowers
If you get out
If you get out of here
See you tomorrow
When you get out
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2. |
Aint that the way
04:22
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I can hardly remember you
And you used to be my measure
Against which I held experience
The basin in which love was tallied and weighed
But the cicatrix your leaving left has started
to fade
Aint that the way....aint that the way...
Aint that the way....aint that the way...
Oh the sorry folly
Of our silly feelings
And how is that I have gained this passage
On the ferry of forgetting
Down the river Lethe where the past dissolves
Into particles of nothing
Leaving less a shadow
Than a negative trace...
Aint that the way....aint that the way...
Aint that the way....aint that the way...
Oh the sorry folly
Of our silly feelings
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3. |
Never is my cake
03:48
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Live, work, know, growl...
Bleed green worry
Seep secret dirt
Sip a blue glass smile
Like broken candy
Wanting and waiting all the while...
*
And you
You are never here enough
And like every fool
Never
is my cake
Never
is my cake
Never
is my...
*
I wait
Slow wishes melt
It doesn't ring
Take a hold of almost
And pluck its little wings
With my sober teeth
I chew on hope
And suck the maybe-marrow
underneath
*
And you
You are never here enough
And like every fool
Never
is my cake
Never
is my cake
Never
is my...
*
Sip a blue glass smile
Like broken candy
Wanting and waiting all the while...
*
And you
You are never here enough
And like every fool
Never
is my cake
Never
is my cake
Never
is my...
*
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4. |
A.I.
03:49
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Human wants to be a God-man
And make a man-machine
Certain he can someday somehow
Make it do something more than think
I wonder
Can he make it feel?
I wonder
Would it lie and steal?
Could it ever
Re-invent the wheel?
I wonder
Can it ever be real?
Scientist, philosopher
Mechanic of the soul
Tries with pliers and copper wires
To build a living doll
I wonder
Can he make it cry?
I wonder
Would it wonder "why"?
Could it ever
Fall in love and sigh?
I wonder
Can he make it die?
I wonder
Can he make it feel?
I wonder
Could it ever be real?
Could it ever be real?
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5. |
Comet Anxiety
03:41
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Well
Here come the comet
Tail of fire scratch the sky
People say
The signs are showing
Time will end and so will I
But first I must
Do everything
Because
I could be living for the last time
Living for the last time
Living for the last time
Living for the last time
Well
Here come the comet
Tail of fire scratch the sky
People say
The signs are showing
Time will end and so will I
But first I must
see more of you
Because
I could be living for the last time
Living for the last time
Living for the last time
Living for the last time
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6. |
Restless again
04:51
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Maybe I'll be a better friend
Go back to school, open my mail
Pay back my debts, read all my books
Maybe I'll take the veil
I'll call my mother on Saturdays
I won't go to discos or bars
Maybe I'll move
to London
Maybe London
Maybe Mars
Maybe I'll take up something
Stop watching TV, run every day
Clean out my closet and answer the phone
Maybe I'll study ballet
*
Oh oh restless again
Restless again....
*
Maybe I'll learn to speak Russian
Collect broken glass, write in red ink
Form some new habits
Wear my hair down
Change everything that I think
Maybe I'll give my possessions away
So I can have nothing to lose
*
Oh oh restless again
Restless again....
*
Maybe London, maybe Mars
Maybe I'll move to London
Maybe London
Maybe Mars
*
Maybe I'll move....
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7. |
Down to be Saved
04:31
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You have never had
Anybody die on you
And you never lost your heart
To a jade
And you never sold your bed
To keep your roof
And you never used your blood
In trade
You've never been there
Never gone down to be saved
You've never been there
Never gone down to be saved
You've never been there
You've never been there
You have never gone
Past the point where you can wade
Never had to feel
The cracking of your shell
Never drowned your fears
In rapture
Never climbed too high
And never fell
You've never been there
Never gone down to be saved
You've never been there
Never gone down to be saved
You've never been there
You've never been there
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8. |
February & the Mayfly
04:20
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Words
Tears
Palaces
Fireworks
Contours of the body
Coastlines curved by time's erosion
All will be gone
As goes the Mayfly
War
Rain
Innocence
Long eyelashes
Fame
Joy
February and the Mayfly
Sieze all there is
And hold it
And then
Release it
See all there is
To hear
To taste
To feel
Because you know
It's only temporary
It'll all be over
Nothing lasts forever
Whatever it is
Sieze it and release it
Feel it all and let it
Go
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9. |
Turnstone
05:16
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Your light - a path i swallow
til the green is born and Murder walks
it turned and in a shallow fit
the pretty herd all crowded in
i turn a mile
i falter i falter
throw me a hurdle
the stones are turning...
Wonder over-spun and wrenched a knee
stone out of place
that final chair forlorn and woe-begotten
stand me in a hallowed corner
right my wrong and beg the throng
to ring the chime
stand me some time
before it turns
sell me a rhyme
feed me a line
stand me some time
throw the game
throw the game
throw the game
rattle my bones
don't leave me alone
un-turn my stone
stand me some time
climb the steeple
save me from the funny people
my stone
standing stone
turning to stone
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10. |
Palisades
06:04
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Each heavy second
Thick with sound
And chained to my empty ache
Drops down a lonely chasm
A leaden feather
Of the offering bird I gave you
And you pushed
You pushed it over
Once you sang a road
An empty road
I thought to wander round
Love is like a blind walk
On the steep edge of the Palisades
That drop 20,000 feet down
*
And oh the line
The line that moves
That isn't ever where it was
Oh the line
That marks my trespass
*
Lost in my travel along your borders
Your unforgiving hairpin corners
I cannot see the time before
But from this high ridge of alone
I see your fence
The line I crossed
I see the labour
The path of rocks
The steep and narrow path
Where lost I tried to turn around
But found
That going up no matter what
Was easier by far
Than coming down
*
And oh the line
The line that moves
That isn't ever where it was
Oh the line
That marks my trespass
*
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11. |
Call to the I
05:13
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soul shudder slipping
breath is endless
all no more never
beautiful shock by light
fall flooding sleep
talking prayer hand
disappear
shock flooding never
end is breathless
all in light sleeping
innocent I began
Call to the I
sound invisible
no fear
*
perigean moon
rising o'er the balcony
shoulder over shoulder
I see the sea
red and yellow blossoms
stark against the sky
innocent I began
Call to the I
*
sweet sugar television
question answer
no talking
favorite saviour
victory love
moody India
tear away
torn question
moody sugar
favorite lover
talk answer
India fall away
sweet victory
television eye
saviour say
*
perigean moon
rising o'er the balcony
shoulder over shoulder
I see the sea
red and yellow blossoms
stark against the sky
innocent I began
Call to the I
Call to the eye
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12. |
Fever Dreams
04:43
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before the time before
there was a drug called heaven
as children we had known it
but it was forgotten long since
then
i thought for a moment -
"the back yard has blossomed!"
but it was only some old leaves
covered in a thick red
snow
oh!
fever dreams
pull the string pull the chain
make the song start over
when it plays to the end then
it starts beginning again
i can never show you this
or you might think
i am always always
home
oh!
fever dreams
image of you
some kind of sweet creation
your hands have eyes I
feel them looking at me now
the temperature and colour of cat's eye diamonds
we are magnetic copper coils
hissing and clanging in the
snow
oh!
fever dreams
before the time before
there was a drug called heaven
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13. |
Dear Overnight Guest
04:38
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Dear Overnight Guest
Thank you for an unremembered hour.
Please be gone by the time I return from the shower.
Before whiskey wears off and I start to feel the shame.
Because I cannot recall your name.
Please don't take offense at anything I wrote.
I don't hate you.
It's just I would rather leave a note.
The kitchen's down the hall.
There's some coffee on the stove.
And there's cab-fare on the table but I'm thinking that you drove.
Dear Overnight Guest
We shared a drunken sigh.
Now I'd like to tell you, thank you.
And goodbye.
Dear Overnight Guest....
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14. |
All Tore Up
05:37
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through the light well
sleep came sliding
and with it stolen pictures of blurred history
in one of which
i saw you slipping over the rails
and one in which i watch you
while i walk away
i tore you down
i tore you down
can you forgive me
i'm all tore up
i'm all tore up
can you forgive me
i'd like to apologise
or leave a message
i'd like to say hello i'm glad you're still alive
i'm all tore up
because i tore you down
i'm all tore up
cuz I tore you down
can you forgive me
we dared eachother to jump from the roof
to feel the thrill of frail velocity
then sick with tears of rage
we filled with dust
left from bones of glass that shattered as we fell
i'm all tore up
because i tore you down
can you forgive me
i'm all tore up
because i tore you down
can you forgive me
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15. |
Windmills of Your Mind
04:44
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written by Michel Le Grand and Alan & Marilyn Bergman
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18. |
Nothing Ever Happened
04:02
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19. |
Curious
04:32
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Curious
She is like an ocean
When she walks I feel a wave
I want to flow into her darkness
Like water in a cave
I feel damaged and ragged
need to be kissed
Because of her skin and her magical wrists
She’s the kind of girl
She’s the kind of girl
Her body is a boulevard
Her heart a busy street
If I get stuck in her traffic jam
At least it will be sweet
I feel ruined and dizzy
and don’t understand
For once in my life
I wish I was a man
She’s the kind of girl
She’s the kind of girl
She’s the kind of girl that makes me curious
She’s the kind of girl that makes me curious
Curious...
She is like an orange
That I peel with my teeth
Pull apart the pieces
For the honey underneath
I feel drunken and foolish
and kinda confused
What am I choosin’ if
She’s what I choose?!
She’s the kind of girl
She’s the kind of girl
She’s the kind of girl that makes me curious
She’s the kind of girl that makes me curious
She’s the kind of girl that makes me curious
She’s the kind of girl that makes me curious
She’s the kind of girl that makes me curious
She’s the kind of girl that makes me curious
Curious...
Curious...
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Diana Rosalind New Orleans, Louisiana
After being discovered by Bobby McFerrin as a young vocal improviser in San Francisco, I spent some years writing and performing with ensembles that remain important in the history of Bay Area arts, then did time tangling with the music biz in LA & NYC, followed by a decade in Europe, recording all the while, before coming "home" to NOLA. This is a partial musical record of that journey. ... more
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