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Ain't Love Devine?
02:01
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Ain't love devine?
It makes the worst things in life somehow seem worthwhile
In this state of mind
We greet the din of tragedy with a smile
And if the ocean shall sweep us away
We'll wash up on the shore of a beautiful paradise
(basking in the light of its rays)
It's like we're blind
To the unrelenting decay of carbon based life
And in due time
Everybody we love is just gonna die
And if the sunlight ceases to shine
Hand in hand we'll grope at the enveloping darkness
And if the night sky shall tumble and crash
Side by side we'll endure an apocalyptic hell on earth
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The Poet's Lament
01:33
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I sat down to write a poem
About the things I knew
About the things you like
And I was hoping that you'd like me to
But as the (I) ink-jaculated on the empty page
I realized my words were quite trite
Vapid and cliche
Now poetry's not quite my forte
Mezzo or pianissimo
But achieving goals was something
I'd decided to work harder on
So I picked up my pen and paper
Took a walk
And bought a donut
Sat in the park
And watched the sun go down
Now I was feeling quite discouraged
About my poetry
I ended up in a bar alone
Just staring at a TV screen
With half-full glasses all around me
And mine empty and cracked
I threw my pen at the bartender
And stamped the paper upon the floor
The patrons all just stared at me
And someone said "Get out of here!"
I grabbed my coat and headed for the door
On the way home I smashed a window
Burned a church down
And stole a car
Stopped at Vons
And picked you out a card
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All My (Dead) Friends
01:32
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All my friends are dead and underground
I close my eyes late at night
And dream of burrowing down
I swear I was young once
Full of joy and a true love
Wanting for nothing
World open before me
Now there's a hole
Where my heart was
And it's empty and sealed shut
Hardened by years
Of insufferable longing
I lay in bed and watch the clouds outside my window
They drift through the sky
And disappear when I cressendo
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4. |
Punch Bowl Birthday Bash
02:44
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I realize that we may not have much in common
Though I feel more comfortable here
Standing next to the punchbowl with you
Than holding up the wall on my own
And we talk about
Books we're reading now
About things on screens
And in magazines
And we talk about
Trivialities
But we never talk about
You and me
Later on in the living room
It's quite clear that me and you
Could be something to write home about
I'd we'd only address the elephant in the room
And we talk about
Our feelings now
About hopes and dreams
And beanstock sprouts
We talk about
Anything
But we never talk about
You and me
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Turkish Delight
02:07
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Sunlight beautiful sunlight
The endless yellow of
Southern California Skies
So bright it hurts my eyes
And peeks in through the cracks
Even with my lids shut tight
If I ever get out of bed again
I'm gonna pack my bags for somewhere cold
I'm gonna make my way to
the south Pole
Or some where where there's
Foggy banks or blizzards of snow
Where Palm trees would never think to grow
Where temperatures reach 40 below
And stay there without
Sunlight perpetual sunlight
All encompassing ever loving
Ball of light
First star I see tonight
(oh forget it)
68° will be the death of me
And I've died one thousand times
Walking outside to greet another perfect day
Sunlight beautiful sunlight
I dream of golden rays both day and night
Frostbite horrible frostbite
Crawling up my toes ankles calves and thighs
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