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The Divine Mundane
05:12
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Grew up a restless one through public education
Wanted to be someone out there
In dreams you saw a map unfolding
You’re gonna see it all from sea to shining sea
And everything between
So they put you on a plane, knowing it wouldn’t be the same
And on returning you proclaimed
“I was not born, but I grew here slowly
A humble servant of the only world I see
But nothing here or in between
Ever seems to be something that I need
Woe is fucking me”
And if your story bores us, go tell it to the forest
Beneath the trees you might find peace
Remembering the Earth turns constantly
A humble servant of the laws of gravity
They don’t care much ‘bout you or me
The end of the story is that we come to be
Temporarily
And if your world is crumbling
Just turn it into something
It doesn’t matter what you make
Find the joy creating anything
Focus on the motion, there’s no end to reach
No shiny treasure you can keep
Just the things we leave
The people that we meet
Divine mundanity
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2. |
Stringbean
03:12
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Tell me that you love me
won’t you say you need me, please
I’m on my knees
So have me like a daydream
Or cut me like a stringbean, dear
It’s awfully clear to me
That each tiny seed
Could grow up to be
The mightiest tree
But who knows what crops we could yield
in fallow fields
Come hit me like a freight train
Leave me like an aeroplane
Back where you came
But even after takeoff
I don’t think I’ll shake you off
The lonely truth is soon
When we review
Mistakes of youth
From high up above
Our everyday tombs
It’s worth all the fear
for the view
This is not the world you have to live in, it’s where you ended up
(Take apart your head and shake the pieces out you scatterbrain allow yourself for once for eternity wishing for the parts that you can’t see)
Walked back to your building
Looking for a memory
You moved last spring
It was torn down, turned to condos
So it goes
We can never go back
To who we were then
Let me say thanks
For being a friend
Where will we end up?
That depends
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Originals
05:24
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When I was young, I had a thousand words on my tongue
I had a thousand songs that I thought that if I sang that people’d listen
Though I was strong, nobody ever wanted to sing along
So I found I was writing these only for the people that were missing
Foolish, foolish boy
Your words are not a toy
Don’t let the children break them
Stay true to your art
‘Cause that sickness in your heart
Won’t ever stop its aching
I’m an, I’m an original
As I grew old I wanted bad to be well known, so I
I let you take control of who I’m gonna be
If a thousand stories from your hands meant a thousand more adoring fans
Then I can’t say my stupid plans meant anything to me
Foolish, foolish boy
Your words are not a toy
Don’t let another speak them
Stay true to your art
‘Cause that sickness in your heart
Won’t ever stop its aching
I’m an, I’m an original
Now that I’m old, I forgot all the lies I was told
All the glitter I thought would be golden, all of it was an illusion
I thought this guitar would make me the next superstar
But you’ll never make something remarkable until you’re free of that delusion
Foolish, foolish man
Your words aren’t worth a damn
Unless you truly live them
Stay true to your art
‘Cause that sickness in your heart
Is there ‘till it stops ticking
I’m an, I’m an original
Be the, be the original
‘Cause we need, we need originals
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4. |
Sommelier
06:25
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Give me this day my daily bread
Covers of another ‘round my head
I won’t stop ‘til I get fed
I pray these sheets don’t dare repeat
The things I’ve said
If I should die before I wake
A fool of death I’ll surely make
There won’t be a soul to take
Inside my chest, despite the mess
All my wires fried from stress
I know you’ll find there’s no heart to break
Once more I land in some bird’s cage
Ruffle her feathers for the day
The cock crows, I’m on my way
A turtle dove left cooing love
But who’s to say?
Lord let that lamb lay slaughtered there
Long enough that I can disappear
Into the morning air
You’ll have to squint to see me in
The daylit glare
Oh well some things you only learn with age
And if time gets fine like wine, I’m a sommelier
Take a swirl around the glass
Another swill to fill the emptiness
Stupid wreck so sad and sordid, how’d you get the facts distorted?
Fill your cup, you’ll never get it
Stupid wreck so sad and sordid, how’d you get the facts distorted?
Fill your cup, you’ll never get enough
There will be no reckoning
No one else can own the words you say
The things you took away
If one day the heavens part
An endless flood poured down upon us all
To drown the wickedness
Our bodies turned into watercraft
With a busted mast, a hull all cracked
I wouldn’t last ‘til the end of it
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Rudy
05:14
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Rudy, you’re sleeping on the floor again
I know it’s only been a week or less
Can we trust each other more than this?
Rudy, I don’t know where your mother went
But you’ll never be alone again
Believe every time we tell you that
We’ve got so much love to give
But you’re not having any of it
You’re lying in the shade, dreaming of a sunny day
Rudy, you’re sitting in the yard again
Watching your TV through the metal fence
Except when the rainy Sunday channel’s on
Rudy, I wish we spoke a common tongue
So we could tell you everything we love about you
And let you know we’ll keep you safe
We’ve got so much love to give
And you’re getting the brunt of it
How could there ever be such feelings deep inside of me?
And one day you’ll leave us all behind
Know we were grateful for the shortest time
Each day with you irreplaceable
Though you won’t be the only one
We won’t forget our firstborn son
You’ll never know all the things you’ve done
You taught us who we want to be
And how to give selflessly
My perfect little friend
Forever living in my head
Rudy, you’re sleeping on the floor again
I’ll pick you up and put you on the bed
Feeling you breathing in between my legs
‘Cause we’ve got so much love to give
And you’re getting the brunt of it
You’re lying in the shade, dreaming of a sunny day
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