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when it comes to
a simple protest is all that's left
magic marker the morning lifted
gifted with full lungs full sun
twin clouds made proud made shove
when the push was passed
light burns bright flash flash
or flicker when her wet lips whispers
soft coos amongst the boos
whose the officer in charge
full barrage full smoke
no kin folk to call on to squall on
to anguish what's left but
the bangers and hangers on
same old same old same old song
been tired for so long
but smiles get made
and hands get waved
and the wash gets wrung
and the web gets spun
with fresh dew reflecting
light in the early morning
a few pulls and the cherry runs red
can't remember a single word you ever said
a single word you ever read
dead thoughts portal and twist
some slow flick of the wrist
and the ashes rain down and fall
and the ashes float away that's all
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sincerely said
01:00
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the burned out house on the hill
celebrations in the form of shadows
cast in what's left of a crumbling stairwell
and achievement never suited you
never felt quite like it should
some vision obscured slightly blurred
just enough to leave you wondering
just enough to leave you wandering
out and across the lawn
out towards some startled dawn
some morning not yet worth remembering
eyes warped and wrapped around
stumbling shaky legs too tired to carry on
it's ok, to just sit here in the shade
confessions leaving the lips of the lonely
awful and floating
as the electric line hums and buzzes
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i've fallen out of favor with that medicine you made
with signal set to intercept headed to a grave
razor blade away the day until the neon gets laid
and the dead doctor bullied up to the butcher
call it some common ground being paved
a paint by numbers but only dumber
blank look in my eyes when i wave at the parade
as the floats go by
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ruby said what ruby said
01:44
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everyone angry with everyone else's last breath
can't come to terms with how the cards got dealt
but ruby said he wouldn't die and why would he lie
the words he uttered were of sound logic and luck
some rabbit's foot turned all the way up
and as honest as the words were
and as good as the drugs was
the sun only sets one way
some life lived on tape delay
echo and decay
watch the night melt into day
a new kind of soul music made
and a shadow always gets cast but it wasn't built to ever last
wait for the riot to erupt the crowd to turn up
the cowards to fully engage where here to personify the rage
but that wasn't what ruby was after
the sound a room filled with laughter and life
blurred and pixelated out the worst
only thing left is the hearse tinted windows hiding the worse
a new kind of soul music made
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only a secondary shadow remained
and even that felt too neatly framed
the camel clutches what's left of love
so pointed and twisted up from above
a death rattle rips through limestone lungs
steady up the ladder but how many rungs
the wisest words ever spoke ever uttered
on desolation row every window shuttered
everything bombed out and decimated
from hell is the heat fully calibrated
how long can one last on one last grasp
how long can one last on one last gasp
a skeleton easy to spot
in amongst the others
burned up bridges
all covered and smothered
a billboard pilfered and repurposed
some hole dug a disservice
so what's new what's new with you
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6. |
conversations had, held
01:49
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i've never seen the village green this lit up
the time it takes to convince a mime to not give up
nothings ever enough 'til the balance gets tipped
gets lulled to sleep and then fully stripped down and flipped
like some bed being made like some grave being dug
like some full body old friend bear hug
but what's a jazz man to do
especially now that the applause has been cued
and the drugs have kicked in
what was really needed and what was just for shock
and what's after shock tick tock
bask in the post party after glow
right before the doom hits
comes and sits right up on the rib cage
fully splayed and all the way convincing
and i've never seen the village green this lit up
the time it takes to convince a mime to just give up
all these conversations had and held
in tiny rooms with impending doom
being held back by nothing more than lamp light
and don't go after the darkness with more questions than answers
just let the fun be the fun
and the dumb be the dumb
and that's how the tinsel got laid
and that's how the display got made
and that's how the day slipped away
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