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For the Lazy Sun
02:33
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Voices from the hillside sing
Praises for the lazy sun
Mountain dogs in shadow sit
Patient for the lazy sun
Sleepwalker outside the house
Poses for the sullen moon
All around the crepuscle
Songs sung for the sullen moon
Voices from the hillside sing
Praises for the lazy sun
Ancestors asleep in clouds
Dream upon the lazy sun
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Bathe on the Wing
03:33
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When you bathe on the wing
In the morning
That's the time
To make others sing
Without warning
For our lives
Born in a daze in medias res
I'll follow you
And you'll swallow me
And we'll swallow the whole world too
Sundog days
Everyone's fugazi
You follow me
And I'll swallow you
And we'll swallow the whole world too
Bathe on the wing
Without seeming
To be known
As any old thing
Cast asunder
Let them go
Born in a daze in medias res
I'll follow you
And you'll swallow me
And we'll swallow the whole world too
Sundog days
Everyone's fugazi
You follow me
And I'll swallow you
And we'll swallow the whole world too
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Long is the Way
02:29
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Flashes of hell, oh well
Blind as Bono, oh no
Bats in the belfry, come and see
Darkness has light, alright
Bathe on the wing
Chill on the leg
Too fat not to float down to me
Long is the way
Fell down a well, oh well
Scratch at the moon eye, oh my
Knee deep in nothing, no thing
Darkness has light, alright
Bathe on the wing
Chill on the leg
Too fat not to float down sweetly
Long is the way
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4. |
Denmark State of Mind
03:03
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There is something rotten in this state of mind
Something rotten from causes we know not why
The glove comes off with wicked haste
The snake unspools around his waist
The Sunday shoe kicked into space
A subtle glitch on every face
Still my heart rattling in its cage
Fresh headstart on miniature ice age
Lovely rankness permeates the air tonight
Rank and lovely with a bitter sweeter side
The line comes down
We stand outside
The fire whitens 'round his eye
A beaver hat
The puppet lies
A fevered dream before we die
All these jackals give us chase through sand
Golden scissors in the shape of man
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5. |
Mooneye
01:52
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Eyes to Behold
03:21
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Cast thy self upon the shore
Pleasant for eyes to behold
Bathe on wing in morning glare
Each and every eye will stare
Light sweet around us
Truly the sweet light
Lies repeated til they hold
Eyes too whited to behold
Lifetime thinking you know who
Not withstanding those who do
Light sweet around us
Truly the sweet light
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Pin Oak Allée
03:10
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Pin oak allée
Pin oak allée
Who is out along the path sending folks away?
Pin oak allée
Here comes the bird who hides his faces
What if he goes our way?
Riding on top the little rabbits
Here in the oak allée
Against the day he turns to me and
Says the way is long and hard
But the light was born lazy
Pin oak allée
Pin oak allée
There goes the folks on jaunty cycle
Giving the world away
Upon their heads a pick of flowers
Here in the oak allée
Upon the eve they turn to me and
Say the way is long and hard
But the light was born lazy
Pin oak allée
Pin oak allée
Who is out along the path sending folks away?
Pin oak allée
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8. |
Last Love Left Alive
01:42
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When the planets all align
I'll be last love left alive
Is it habit or design?
When the past done death behind
One quarter of Saturnal
Rings around the sun
One quarter of Jovian
Sing the song above
Last love left alive
When the planets all align
With the past done death behind
Must be habit or design
One quarter of Saturnal
Rings around the sun
One quarter of Jovian
Sing the song above
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Why do blowballs keep moving
Without wings thus proving
There's someone who's doing it
For each and every
Clean and lovely bird?
How do bags on the river
Breathe out all aquiver
As though there's a hidden heart
Beating in every
Clean and lovely bird?
Bathe on the wing
Without seeming
To be known
As any old thing
Cast asunder
Let them go
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