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Dymaxion
03:21
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Let's cut it up
'cause your map is full of lies
and I can show you what is real
and what is real is what is true
If we just take this one piece at a time
and one piece at a time
They only show you what they think is important,
They don't care about truth
There is no distance,
There is no North
We're floating in chaos
from nothing to nothing
I want to show you the truth,
piece by piece
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She sounded like birds
04:11
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She wore a brace on her leg,
probably not from surgery,
because the brace was very old--
metal with interlocking parts,
like I imagine polio victims wore.
It squeaked,
and when she moved
she sounded like birds.
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3. |
Big Machine
03:29
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This big machine,
it takes my trash,
it takes my bottles too!
This big machine,
it paints the lines
to keep me in my lane!
This big machine,
it builds the bridge
across the big river!
This big machine,
it takes my shit
so far from where I live!
This big machine!
This big machine,
it prints the cash
I use to buy my drugs!
This big machine,
it brings water
and maybe with it lead!
This big machine,
it takes pictures
but mostly not of me!
This big machine,
it brings me light,
I will not be afraid!
I love this big machine!
(NB, there is nobody shouting "I hate this big machine.")
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Forgery of a Forgery
03:03
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We're living in a fake de Hory
This is not you, this is not me,
those are not real happy trees.
But the brushstrokes are real,
and I can tell you it's a fake
but I can't tell you how to feel
It's a forgery of (a forgery of) a forgery
It's a cracked mirror
reflecting a cracked mirror
to see a new way.
It's a forgery of (a forgery of) a forgery
I'll let you write my life story, Elmyr--
paint me how you will.
Try to show the real fear,
try to show the empathy
so I can see through others' eyes
a legacy of fakery
It's a forgery of (a forgery of) a forgery.
It's an artificial flavor of an artificial flavor
but the taste still exists.
It's a forgery of (a forgery of) a forgery.
And now I see the shadows on the wall,
and you tell me that's the truth,
and haven't I been called
to see the real thing?
What casts the shadow?
And who is pulling the strings?
It's a forgery of (a forgery of) a forgery.
It's a lie about a lie about a lie,
but it sure sounds sweet.
It's a forgery of (a forgery of) a forgery.
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7. |
Starving Artist Sale!
05:07
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8. |
Starting up, Letting go
02:47
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9. |
Not Gonna Leave
02:37
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I think this city wants to kill me,
I see the people rising up.
Gathering spirits coming closer,
I see the murder in their eyes.
I see the buildings growing taller,
I taste the air, it's getting thick.
Chemicals vomit from the smokestacks,
Benzene is churning in my lungs.
I think this city wants to kill me,
inside my car I'm full of rage.
I feel the pressure in my shoulders,
I feel the vortex in my head.
I think there's poison in the water,
deadly spores flying in the air.
I think this city wants to kill me,
I think my house desires it, too.
I don't care what happens next,
you can't make me leave.
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11. |
Delinquent Words
03:23
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12. |
The Artist Feeds
03:33
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14. |
The Locks
02:52
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That dog won't ever stop
barking at the world.
It's what I don't know
(and what I don't know I don't know).
I kid but I understand,
I'm
scared
too.
How long can this figure repeat?
How long, how long, how long?
Please don't ever change...
Midafternoon in summer
and I don't want to be in the house.
Still I lurk in the shadows,
stay out of the light.
This is difficult for me,
like it's difficult for you
but
Please don't ever change the locks.
It's that hour of sunlight
that doesn't belong to me.
Please don't ever change the locks.
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