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Life is Magical
03:20
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Canon 1:
Listen your words your mouth they’ve been dripping out
Listen your words your mouth mouth
Variation:
Sometimes I wish that you could feel the same thing I do it could be beautiful full
Sometimes I wish that I were as oblivious so I didn’t feel the pull pull
Canon 2:
If I could dictate my emotions
Then I wouldn’t feel a thing
But if I cauterize myself
Then I’d be someone else
Canon 3:
Life is magical
Life is hurt
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2. |
Dear Friend
03:25
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Dear friend
Will you please stop visiting my dreams
I cannot look at you straight-faced
You’re tearing at the seams
I tend
To believe that your intent was fair
Despite the fact that you were playing
Games that were not there
But if
That isn’t what I thought
Then I guess I’m caught
In a mass of contradictions
If so then I apologize
I thought that I was wise
I guess we live in different fictions
What gives
That you only turn on half the time
I’m not saying you’re wrong
I’m not saying it was a crime
But I live in a world of many shades of gray
If life is a game with a name and a suit
Then know I won’t play
But if
That isn’t what I thought
Then I guess I’m caught
In a mess of contradictions
If so then I apologize
I thought that I was wise
I guess we live in different fictions
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3. |
The Turtle Song
02:31
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Nobody knows what to do with the turtle
That washed ashore last week
I say we make him into soup
But my friends are vegan
So we’ll keep him as a pet
We’ll take him to the MET
We’ll introduce him to Cecelia Bartoli on the set
We’ll take him to the MOMA
Even though your ma
Thinks he will induce museum guards into a coma
Nobody knows what to do with the turtle
That sings La Boheme and likes Magritte
I say we make a leather purse
But my friends joined PETA
So we’ll keep him as a pet
We won’t go to the MET
Instead front row seats for Romeo and Juliet
We’ll go to central park
Where he can learn to bark
And we can play a real life game of dungeons and aardvarks
Nobody knows what to do with the turtle
That likes to quote Shakespeare
I say we give him to the sea
But my friends are adopt a turtle activists who’ve fallen in love with that thing
So I’ll keep him as a pet
I’ll keep him safe and wet
Once or twice a year I’ll even take him to the vet
I hope he finds a job
Or he might become kebab
It’s far less indigestion than a pet turtle snob
Nobody knows what to do with the turtle
That washed ashore last week
I say I’ve had it with this pet
I say I’ve had it with this pet
So, really you should find a new home, okay?
I can also drive you back to the shore on Friday…
And I guess you can come visit, too.
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4. |
Silence and the Machine
04:26
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There is a box beneath my bed
And every night I rest my head
Two feet above the cardboard
Soft as sleep can be
I cannot know what I can’t see
I cannot know what I can’t see
There is no darkness
Without any light
There is no peace without a fight
We’re in the darkness
Please turn on the light
We cannot win without a fight
I write my fears on slips of blue
And put them in the box for you
They disappear
Little shards of me
I cannot know what I can’t see
I cannot know what I can’t see
There is no darkness…
There is no darkness without any light
There is no darkness without any light
There is no darkness
Without any light
There is no peace without a fight
There is a box beneath my bed
And every night I rest my head
Two feet above the cardboard
Soft as sleep can be
I cannot know what I can’t see
I cannot know what I can’t see
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5. |
Games
03:26
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There’s an elephant in the room
I see its tail dressed up as a broom
It thinks that it can change our lives overnight
It won’t leave, it’s too late to push
I feel like this is beating the bush
It cannot, should not, will not win this fight
No let’s let’s let’s run away run away
Far away far away
Leaving all absurdity behind
Instead take a day day day
find a way way way to say
what we mean in kind
I don’t understand, yes I know
But I hope those who do run the show
Are smarter, better, fairer, know more than me
To you who find the opposite fool
Be thoughtful, don’t just lose your cool
It’s not enough to shout out let them drink tea
No let’s run away…
Give me all your tired and poor
Your huddled masses yearning for more
Oh free the wretched refuse of this our land
See the golden door, sunset gate
Illusions and delusions await
Don’t lift your lamp and close your eyes to my hand
No let’s run away…
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6. |
Bluebird
04:00
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Thursday listening to the radio as I sit in the front seat of my car
Slipping off my shoes as I listen to the news afar, afar
He said she said they were on the roof
When the sun started bleeding half past noon
And the clouds came falling and the birds were calling
Too soon, too soon
Bluebird, just a word
The sky is absurd
The world is crumbling down
Can’t you feel
The lines that are real
In your faces when you frown
Wednesday jumping jacks in the parking lot
Cause the roads iced over in the heat
Skidding to the store to pick up some more to eat, to eat
They said we said you were taking a bath
When the snow started rising from the ground
And the snowmen in the sky were preparing to fly
Around, around
Bluebird, just a word
The sky is absurd
The world is crumbling down
Can’t you see
The things make me
All the atoms in my crown
Tuesday newsday breakfast-apple-pie-day
Sitting on the porch beneath the stars
Time is running slow and half backwards below the scars, the scars
You said I said she was drinking tea
To forget all that’s she’s supposed to know
But my suitcase is packed and my bookcase is stacked
To go, to go
Bluebird, just a word
The sky is absurd
The world is crumbling down
Can’t you love
Below and above
While the air makes us drown
Monday funday out-of-cinnamon-day
Or is it even Monday after all
The clocks are broken and I’ve got but a token to call, to call
They said he said it was not the end
Is it, or are we just asleep
When am I waking or are you just faking
To keep, to keep
Bluebird, just a word
The sky is absurd
The world is crumbling down
Can’t you hold
My hands when I’m cold
I hope we have a chance to grow old
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