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1. |
Flight
01:31
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Airplanes
They soar
Rise and fall
Safely back to earth
Not all
Creatures
Of war
Fly and risk
Safety of the earth
For all
Towers
They soar
Rise and fall
Safely over time
Not all
Towers
In war
Fall and risk
Safety every time
For all
Creatures
Still sore
Rise and fall
Softly in the earth
Not all
Airplanes
Should soar
High and far
Safely from this earth
For now
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2. |
Sow
09:38
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I need, I need
Rich soil, rich soil to flow
Then I, then I
Can hold, can help my garden grow
Sometimes, sometimes
Dark sky, dark sky surrounds
But somewhere, somewhere
Sunshine, the sun shines bright above the clouds
I am just a dry tree
Holy Heartthrob water me
You knew me when I was a seed
I need you here sincerely
Tumbleweed
Open eyes, open eyes
See fine, see fine for now
But closed eyes, closed eyes
See beyond, see beneath the ground
Above ground, above ground
I look, I look to see
But I know, I know
The King, the kingdom is within me
I am just a dry tree
Holy Heartthrob water me
You knew me when I was a seed
I need you here sincerely
Tumbleweed
If it's rained once
It's rained a million times
And every time
I cover to stay dry
But even so
In darkness I can't stop
The growth within
Still straining for one single drop
Hold fast, dig in, take root, begin
Logos, feed me, give life, to this tree
Wind blows, takes leaves, snow falls, roots freeze
Sun shines, clouds fade, steadfast, not afraid
Bear fruit, good cry, new seed, bye bye
I stand, I feel, rain's touch, will soon heal
Each day, more pain, each pain, more rain
Each day, more pain, each pain, more rain falls
I am just a dry tree
Holy Heartthrob water me
You knew me when I was a seed
I need you here sincerely
Tumbleweed
young arms
reach wide for sky
but old bones
and roots groan for life inside
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Ring
05:21
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I can feel it in my fillings
The pressure and the tingling
While my ears got a constant ringing
Ooh you want a piece of me
From my estimation
The formative years
Need full documentation
Of laughter and tears
Analysis paralysis
Is my final plea
Compulsive until treacherous
Did a number on me
We run a tight ship here
Finesse all the way
Unpredictable features
And dividends that pay
So forth and so on
(I object) on what grounds
We'd claim ex post facto
If that were allowed
I couldn't have cared more
Before I got involved
That this was all here
Before I was called
Disloyal redundant
Cantankerous fool
You salient pedant
Special interest group tool
I can feel it in my fillings
The pressure and the tingling
While my ears got a constant ringing
Ooh you want a piece of me
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4. |
Reflection
02:42
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Hey, have you heard the good news
I can tie my own shoes
And I even double knot them
If I could just learn how to stand
Then I would be your mirror
Please if you'd be mine
That way when we look around
We'll know that we're just fine
Loved is the son of Wanted
Maybe we should all just get adopted
Throw a little salt and pepper on our wounds
And look at me when you need to be groomed
Because I will be your mirror
Please if you'd be mine
That way when we look around
We'll know that we're just fine
Broken, cracked, hit by truck
No need to worry about seven years luck
Together we'll be living in the we
I knew that some day He'd make a man out of me
So that I could be your mirror
Please if you'd be mine
That way when we look around
We'll know that we're just fine
Emphasis, theology, tradition
It's a can of worms I'd rather not open
Because the mirror, mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall
Says J.C. won't let me fall
And I am your mirror
Please if you'd be mine
That way when we look around
We'll know that we're just fine
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5. |
Devil Death
04:00
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I'm gonna die with a smile on my face...Lord
Sweet Jesus
Great God
Damn, I'm gonna die sometime
I can't wait to leave this place...Lord
Sweet Jesus
Great God
Damn, I'm gonna die with a smile on my face
The next world's gonna be bad...Lord
Sweet Jesus
Great God
Damn, but I can't wait to leave this place
My savior's gonna be sad...Lord
Sweet Jesus
Great God
Damn, 'cause the next world's gonna be bad
I'm going straight to hell...Lord
Sweet Jesus
Great God
Damn, and my savior's gonna be sad
I'm gonna kick old satan in the ass...Lord
Sweet Jesus
Great God
Damn, 'cause I'm going straight to hell
My mamma's gonna weep and morn...Lord
Sweet Jesus
Great God
Damn, 'cause I'm gonna kick satans ass
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6. |
Cowboy
03:35
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Lets go out to the country
Let go and give me your hand
Take me away from the city
To live off the fat of the land
Away to a land called Wisconsin
As if all you people did care
So long it's been good to know you
Soon I will breath in fresh air
This is a perfect new nest home
A plot fit for promising growth
For cows pigs chickens and horses
Barley wheat corn hay and oat
Away from the bright lights and bustle
I've never seen stars shine so bright
I can't wait to be a part of nature
Beautiful peaceful and quiet
I wake up at four in the morning
I hope I get used to it soon
I drink all the time because my back hurts
Under the light of the moon
I pictured me riding a tractor
And you in the garden for hours
Finally being self sufficient
And children to milk all the cows
Lets go back to the city
Away from this farm and its weeds
To stores that contain all necessities
And money is all that we need
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7. |
Sentences
03:24
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Paper cuts always cut
On the days that I'm most stressed
I pay for smokes when broke
And drink until more depressed
They all call when I'm busy
But never when I'm flat bored
So I pray when I'm unlucky
Need a favor or last resort
I've got sentences with syllables
And actions based on principles
That don't mean a lick
Most of the time
Bobbing and weaving
And trying to avoid low blows
Fed up and worn out
From using legos to build logos
Construction resumes
Until every piece is used
And a motive is formed
From anonymous tips and clues
I've got sentences with syllables
And actions based on principles
That don't mean a lick
Most of the time
I'm in a bad way
When I weigh out the options
Of a person, place, or thing
Lost in compromise and adoption
But don't count me out
Because I'm an enterprising soul
I can speak matter of factly
With tone and control
I've got sentences with syllables
And actions based on principles
That don't mean a lick
Most of the time
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Maxel Toft Wisconsin
Welcome, friends.
This project is a demo tape of sketches.
Thank you for having me over.
We should do it again sometime.
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