1. |
June
04:15
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Don't cry
Everything's alright
Don't cry
In June
Everything's alright
In summertime
Everything's alright
Don't cry.
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2. |
Brown Bag
03:22
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Another day, punch in punch out
You're all I can think about
It's hot as hell out here
And there's a demon coming my way
He says:
"Hey, man, it's only forty ounces
On up to heaven."
And I say:
"You don't got to tempt me twice,
There's a lot I need off my mind,
And this place just keeps getting further and further and
Further under my skin
Why don't you stick me down inside this little brown bag
Take me across town, safe from prying eyes
Man, what a night,
Chasing me out of my own head
Keep me close to the shadows
You can lead me by the still waters
Of this aimless, aimless life
And the night, she won't come clean
Twirling and beckoning to me
Twisting into blurry starlight reveries
On sides of streets
At my elbow, the demons
Keep on driving me
Towards something at the end of my days
And I say, "You don't got to tempt me twice,
There's a lot I need off my mind."
Why don't you stick me down inside this little brown bag
Take me across town, safe from prying eyes
Man, what a night,
Chasing me out of my own head
Keep me close to the shadows
You can lead me by the still waters
Of this aimless, aimless life
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3. |
Stigma
04:44
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Lied
You lied
Oh why
You lied.
And now, it's hard to do anything.
Hard to do
Anything
Conditions
Conditioning our experience
Derricks that manufacture
I'm a victim too
With dark ire
For your eyes
Blind to everything but the stigma
You're right,
You're right
I never saw anything
But what I wanted to see
And now, it's hard to do anything.
Lied
You lied
Oh why
You lied.
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4. |
That's Not Snow
03:46
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You are the headlights
Halogen
You are the kind that blinds
Everyone
You are the green
In the traffic pattern
I am hand to mouth
Touch and go.
But if I play my cards right
I could be the first one in line
To stop at the red light
At the end of the road
Maybe then I could have a minute or two
To fiddle with the radio
Or watch the squirrels climb
Up and down the power lines
While the cars stack up behind me
You fools
Waiting for news of stop and go
From me.
I am a candle
In a hurricane
You are a nuclear reactor
On a sunny day
Yes, I can see that my candle-power
Is insignificant
Next to yours
But if I play my cards right
I could be the first one out of the door
When the reactor explodes
Vaporizing everything
In a fifty mile radius
The particles of me
Could be at the vanguard
Of the ones that fall
On Latvia
Or somewhere equally as obscure.
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
That's not snow
That's not snow.
That's not snow.
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5. |
Let's See
03:57
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That's quite enough of your condescension
How foolish of me to speak my mind
One day I will learn not to mention
How hard I have to try
To open up my eyes
And see anything that's reassuring
Oh lord, I have to try,
I don't know why
I must be sick
I was never one of your gifted ones
Not quite the man I want to be
Never very good at accepting my boundaries
'Cause there is a voice in the back of my head
It say: go on, go on
Get what you can, be what you can
Go on, go on,
You can rest when you're dead.
But I get so tired so quickly
The weight of the world
Chafes so easy on the skin of a coward
And I carry both of them on my bones
My blood runneth over
'Cause my soul is thirsty
Try a year of this
I'm on twenty-three
Let's see what I can be
Even though we're so close
To the end of the story
I will vie,
I will die
For a moment of levity
Oh lord, I have to try
I don't know why,
I must be sick
I was never one of your gifted ones
Not quite the man I want to be
Never very good at accepting my boundaries
'Cause there is a voice in the back of my head
It say: go on, go on
Get what you can, be what you can
Go on, go on,
You can rest when you're dead.
But I get so tired so quickly
The weight of the world
Chafes so easy on the skin of a coward
And I carry both of them on my bones
My blood runneth over
'Cause my soul is thirsty
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6. |
He Stood
04:00
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He sat with an eye for the horizon
And watched the tangerine unfold
He'd heard all the talk of morning
Among the strangers to the sky
But he knew the nightfall well
And he had come to be still
For a valediction to the sun
He stood
He said
Stay where you are tonight
No moon, no stars to guide your feet
Only the firelight from the cities
While they burn to the ground behind you
And the shadows on the road
Are your own.
Don't be afraid.
We stood with an eye for the profit
And realized what we'd done
All those days in the sun
Now we're through
He stood
He said
Stay where you are tonight
No moon, no stars to guide your feet
Only the firelight from the cities
While they burn to the ground behind you
And the shadows on the road
Are your own.
Don't be afraid.
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7. |
Absolution
05:53
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Do you suppose that All of these moments
As they light the lurid evening in passing
Like fireflies in June
Will ever be more
Than minor inconveniences
Minor indiscretions
Minor points of light in a darkling scene
I admit that sometimes I speak with a voice not my own
Forgive me, there is so much here for my attention
That my intentions tend to fail
The minor detail that we all tend to be so frail
Absolution?
Absolutely.
So much lighter without all the sin
We carry so much more anyway
Than what we need to wound each other
To move each other
Until we can barely recognize ourselves for all the blood
Do you think I could run my fingers through your hair
As we pass and part our ways?
The nights for nightmares
Come and go
But I think that soon my heart will break upon
The unfortunate ceiling
Bearing the heat of my eyes
Beaming beams up to heaven
Minor points of light
For all the angels and the demons
So certain of home.
All the creatures in between
Left to their own devices
Stumbling there
Wherever it happens to be
Now, Helen or Adonis,
Do you suppose that hell or heaven
Are something more than where you are
Breathing?
(Soon, we will all be on our knees, begging for)
Absolution
Absolutely
So much lighter without all the sin
We carry so much more anyway
Than what we need to wound each other
To move each other
Until we can barely recognize ourselves for all the blood
Do you think I could run my fingers through your hair
As we pass and part our ways?
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8. |
All Good Things
09:03
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Her tears come out
Amphetamine salts
Insults to the great God above her
Who loaned her her eyes
She'd gladly cry them out
For the devil or whoever
For a new way to look at this
The ending of her days
Day in, day out
Inhale
Tell me, though,
Tell me that there's something more to
The days of June
Than what we leave behind here
To catch fire while the skies burn
Than skeletons and chemicals
Ooh, I'm just as surprised as you
Just when we got goin' so well
Oh well
All good things must
"Get on with it,"
She said
He was running his fingers where
They had no right to be
A crime of necessity
Depending on your point of view
"Fix me,'
She breathed.
This day
This now
We've failed.
Tell me, though,
Tell me that there's something more to
The days of June
Than what we leave behind here
To catch fire while the skies burn
Than skeletons and chemicals
Ooh, I'm just as surprised as you
Just when we got goin' so well
This day, this now
We've failed
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Toaster Bath Bryson City, North Carolina
Toaster Bath is the electro rock solo-project of musician/producer Nicholas Sanford.
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