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Mary Of Hawthorn
03:57
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Treasures often hide in places no one dares to look.
Mary of Hawthorn, will you marry me?
I whisper to myself as quickly she goes by
Mary of Hawthorn, though ugly I might be.
You've heard it of the wise,
beauty's nothing but a guise,
a velvet flask of lies,
a temporary prize.
What you need's forever
and it's right here in my eyes.
Mary of Hawthorn, though I live in poverty.
I'd give you all I have but all I have is me.
Mary of Hawthorn, though ignorant I might be,
whenever you go by my mind runs wild
with prose and poetry,
visions of a family,
our children looking up at me
and smiling as I touch their face,
they look so much like you.
Mary of Hawthorn, though crippled I may be.
I'd stand up for you love and protect you from your enemies
Mary of Hawthorn, I wish that you could see,
no man could ever love you half as much as me.
If only you could see,
as you pass me on the streets. . .
That, treasures often hide in places no one dares to look
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2. |
A Song For Sisters
03:55
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Lying to yourself, stranger next to you
going over what you should do
Dreams of wedding bells, you whisper to yourself
It’s just a phase we’re going through
It’s hard to find a friend, that’s good ‘cause in the end
they only tell you what is true.
Like “You’re lying to yourself, you’re losing life & health
& the man don’t give a damn for you”
Your magic castle’s burning down
No prince on white horse to be found.
All those boys you knew, their faces fading blue
in long forgotten yesterdays
You’re trying to forget, you reach to touch his hand
but he’s silent, he’s ignoring you
And you’re standing up to leave; you’re hoping he’ll say please
honey, tell me what is wrong
But you make it to your room, and he never said a word
So you know that what you had is gone.
Your holy manger is crumbling down
There is no savior to be found
When all the friends you’ve known, are strangers now anew
It’s time to know the stranger is you. . . the stranger is you.
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3. |
Mad Chester
03:00
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Mad old uncle Chester walks the corridors
his metal knee caps clicking doth proceed him
Down the narrow hallways I am hiding in the
Chifferobe and pretending I'm in god school
I will close my eyes and build new doorways
I escape I am expanding to the cosmos
And Chester he comes like Lucifer
He pressed his crow's eye against the keyhole
beneath the hinge
He sticks his narrow cork screw finger
through the opening
There's people in that window singing church songs
through a fan
Chester's in there hovering the sink
and loading enemas I'm laying on my stomach
When we are interrupted by the preacher's fat kid
on the porch he's talking god through screen door
Aunt Vera's going through her bag
like she is in the checkout line, she's purchased immortality
From pudgy pimple headed angel selling life
like watches from a trench coat in an alley way
And I asked him why it's okay to laugh at those who fall down.
But it's not okay to laugh at those who fall down, never to get up again
And why is death so serious, can't you see the irony ? What better fate for animals who try to spend their lives favoring hind legs
Uncle Chester closed the door he brings me to my room he holds me down in godless silence
"Crono Lamiana" uncle Chester speaks in tongues
in order to drown out his violence.
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4. |
Doppelganger Song
03:11
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I once'd upon a magic field
of dragonflies and daffodils
and glitter rain confetti fluttered down
I followed on the stony path
I sat beneath the hovercraft
communing telepathic, without sound
I can barely recall
all the places that I saw
They still come to me in streams
but I try and pass them off as dreams
I floated up on cosmic wheels
I've laid upon the table still
as all the little doctors gathered 'round
A sperm tailed mutant fairy sized
rubbing ointment in my eyes
I tried to scream but could not make a sound
I can barely recall
all the things they did to me
They still come to me in streams
but I try and pass them off as dreams
I woke up on an icy slope
a strange man standing with a goat
he said he was the man I was to be
My doppelganger solemnly
stared and then he turned away
and walked into a corridor of light
I can barely recall
all the faces that I saw
They still come to me in streams
but I try and pass them off as dreams
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One more glass of suicide
then I'll walk out on my own tonight
through the abstract lawns or fair city
I'll see which way my shadow goes
I'll follow him down twisting roads
then we'll rest in the high grass
Lying drunk on summer nights
in a field of fireflies
nearly blind and too numb to feel
I say a prayer to Jesus Christ
I asked him for some sound advice
but all I got was the winds of ill
And then I slowly fell asleep
under cloudy skies
And the fog it did roll in
I wake up in the morning mist
aimlessly I start to drift
and I find myself back on Market street
I walked on through the busy crowd
until I saw an old man lying down
Men in white coats stood around him
And just before I turned my eyes
someone said "This man has died"
so I looked... Oh this can't be real
As they lifted him up from the street
I recognized the man as me
then I froze in the winds of ill
I'm but the shadow of the man
that used to be
eternal cast, limbotic paradox
I am the victim of a strange anomaly
I am the ticking without the clock
I hid behind the bakery,
a fat man walked by on the streets
so I followed him beneath the sun
I stopped under a willow tree
for its shadow whispered low to me
"When the night falls, we will be gone"
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I put my hand upon her knee & she said, do you want to see.
I put my hand upon her breast & she said, do you want to kiss
Gently gently gently Johnny
Gently Johnny my jingo.
Gently gently gently Johnny
Gently Johnny my jingo
I put my hand upon her thigh & she said
would you like to try
I put my hand upon her belly & she said
do you want to fill me
Gently gently gently Johnny
Gently Johnny my jingo.
Gently gently gently Johnny
Gently Johnny my jingo
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7. |
God Was In The Medicine
02:56
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8. |
This Is My Song
01:58
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9. |
Don't Cast Shadows
02:36
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Don't cast shadows on me, Mary
Don't cast shadows on me, Mary
She flowers towards me
in a spiral of daggers
Unfold delicate and dangerous
Blood red flowing, eyes cast dour
And Autumn rests upon her head
like thorny crown with fingers dead
all wrapped around and spirit stained
like Jesus chains, like Jesus chains
Don't cast shadows on me, Mary
Don't cast shadows on me, Mary
She comes up behind me
in a forest of angels
Glowing alabaster sunrise
Growing dark behind her figure
She follows me through foggy mist
in spirit flow she sweeps her ghost
through hollow chasms 'neath the trees
she's haunting me, she's haunting me
Don't cast shadows on me, Mary
Don't cast shadows on me, Mary
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10. |
Windows
04:09
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You've got a place in this world
no matter what they say
I know you feel so alone
and you're feeling so afraid
Well, I'm reaching out to you
from the corner of this room
And I want you to know
Yes I want you to know
I love you. . . I love you.
You're such a sacred soul
We've got a place in this life
though we're not like anyone
hey.. I'm really talking to you
can you feel me in your room
Close your eyes and you'll see me here
in the forest of your mind
and I want you to know
before you close your door
I have been in here before
I have been inside before
We have done this all before
You remember me in here
Do you remember me in here?
You should know
I'm not going anywhere
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