1. |
Room Called Art
03:48
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Veins swell
On trees
Always bearing fruit
On planet, it's so hot
Us humans have to move
so hard to stay there
In a gallery a beauty without arms
glowing in a black sky
There in a room called art
Us humans have to work so hard
So hard to see there
We dance in a room called art
In a gallery
us humans have to work so hard
just to stay there
We dance, earth on earth
We nail our bodies in the air
We dance, earth on earth we nail
On a planet it's
So hot. So hot.
Us humans have to breathe so hard
Just to stay there
Just to stay there
we have to breathe so hard
just to stay there
we dance earth on earth
we nail our bodies in the air.
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2. |
Aldous Huxley
02:24
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3. |
Seven Foot Smile
04:10
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4. |
Sirhan Sirhan
02:50
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5. |
Walks of Life
02:36
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6. |
Feeding The Drain
05:11
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Feeding the Drain
Feeding the drain
Life ivy chain
Pulling the train
Charm bracelet pain
Going insane
We come from kitchens
Hill slide to playgrounds
Round bog flats and ditches
We are beasts of the wood
Pack tracking in our winter coats
Wet with new snow
In time, the breathing of trees Is slowed
by a coat of cold white powder
We come from kitchens
Hillslide to playgrounds and feed
Under splendid branches
Our smoke-words go fog-wards
You sleep each morning by the phone
Waiting to be left alone
I try to reach you but your eyes are in the sky
The rain is falling, the sky’s not moving but
Your eyes are speaking, talking to me
Receive the answer to the dream
Each room that you enter has another door
It won’t take much more to make the scene
Just follow the patterns on the moving floor
Look at ‘em go
Feeding the drain
Life ivy chain
Pulling the train
Charm bracelet pain
Going insane
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7. |
Faith Drive
06:10
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Know what?
I can't even see a thing;
All of the faithless have been frightened away.
Know why
I still accelerate
Around the curves?
Up and down the mountain
Know why
I drive someone
Like this.
What makes them tick their nervous tick?
You know why I still accelerate
Around curves?
My tires' screams fall on God's deaf ears.
Day after day Hour after hour
The few are filtered away
All along the ride up the mountain
Up and down the mountain
It's wise in a subtle way:
the reason why I apply no brakes,
Religiously.
And pass,
Pass the Slow Joes
They move in Slo-mo;
Like Lot's wife,
Looking back at her past,
A moment's hesitation and Snap
She's a statue.
While our hearts bleed.
and our hearts are taken.
they've been completely passed over,
the heartful have,
(Take my word for it)
Up and down the mountain
Birds call, Animals prey
You might as well have faith, ...
Or you might as well kill yourself
before someone else does
Otherwise, you'll sit around
sucking blankets, eating your sleeve
all along the ride,
Up the mountain
Up and down the mountain ...
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JC and the Buddagong Mount Gretna, Pennsylvania
JC & the Buddagong are three musicians and their cohorts who met at (of all places) Catholic University in Washington, D.C.
Each one has an acute sense of smell, by coincidence, we assume.
The front cover of Matchmaker is a painting titled “La Celestina” by Benjamin Cañas, late of Annandale, VA, and a national treasure of El Salvador forever.
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