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Dream Rooms
05:20
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Sounds of an old time harmony
Constantly echo through this room
The things that hang on the wall
They remind you of you
And I can't quite see out the window
A piece of art obstructing my view
My grandmother's well drawn cardinal
The sun shining through
Oh, what a dream
All of the things that they gathered
Were tossed into the mouth of the bay
They laid down the small boy's body
And just walked away
And I had to cry out to my chief
'How could we let that boy die?'
And he had to cry out back to me
'Could've been you or I'
Oh, and he's right
I saw the sun
Rising from the other side
I'm well aware
We're on a rock
All said and done
Know that I was quite prepared
I've come to terms with what it's not
The king made a well thought out statement
'We can't keep on losing all these men'
He turned to the mothers crying
Saying, 'we agree with him'
And I'm in a burned out basement
Seeing Neil Young in my dreams
You gotta write part of the legend
But leave the rest be
I see the sun
Peaking through the clouds sometimes
I'm well aware
It's always there
I am the one
You are the one
We are the one
And it feels soooooo goood
and it moves sooooo slow...
ARHHHH OOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!
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Poetic performance is dead she said
All bold and cold and lady like
I don’t care about what it sounds like she said
Tune the tambourines to a tee and let them shake
Shake their dry brass as cold as the rising moon
Ring their wretched timbre for all the neighbors to hear
Waking walking sleep talkers who just almost missed a step
Which would have led them to bleed of course straight out the head
Save the sleeping slaving sun drenched warrior
Who wakes as he walks through the garden of the guarded
Leaving behind only the strokes records and coping methods
and letter headings and skin shed-dings and horse race bet winnings
And old, old repetitious ramifications for all the things i never said right
like ‘i need someone to hold me or fuck off’
Door slams and raw human emotion they could not prepare me for this
The Fleet Foxes they are rising vibrations from the speakers in our living room
and a friend of mine has turned back to the shadows of a mess he once made
but long ago doomed to forget
Introduce me to Bob Dylan covers played by a man who was soon to be a god
All cold and bold and dead like
Wading like a sleep walker through some poorly planned city with stars on the sidewalk
And a new movie every god damn day
Get rich or learn to be a good hitch hiker
Renounce all the material excess and the stress and the desire to be anything that is not
And walk like Jesus Christ or write a new myth but you can’t just sit in between the fucking whole time
Get a fucking grip and get off the internet
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3. |
An Index/ A Signifier
05:13
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I wanna talk to you
But all I ever hear is lies
We think we're special
So of course we never wanna die
I pulled out my notebook
Spoke with 'God'
Words like 'God' mean something they're not
Try to forget it
You won't
You can't
You carry that weight
Carry that weight
Back to normal speed
Dude, you're really tripping me out
What is this song even supposed to be about?
How the whole thing just wears me out
And my head and my heart can be so full of doubt
And I'm wonderin'
What happens
Said I'm wonderin'
What happens
Yeah I'm wonderin'
Whats gonna happen
ooooooooh oh oh
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