1. |
Ode To Freeways
01:58
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2. |
Brain Dump
03:44
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A 00:08-00:29 (8x)
(first two hit on ends- stretch out 8th)
Awoken
Frightened
Beckoning whispers call to her
Limbs are leaden, but the eyes flutter
Silent dread comes writhing crawling
Paralyzed, the woe is seething
still the heart…..
B 00:30-00:51 (4x) –rant “brain riff”
…keeps pounding
throbbing
thrashing
C 00:52-1:31 (2x) catchy/ screamy (come in on dissension ) “dump riff”
Leaping from sleep
She breaks into a frantic sprint
Running to or from she does not know
Windswept torrents
Are streaming down her cheeks
Her eyes are swollen shut from her own tears
(transition 10 hits)
D 1:34-1:59 (x5) rant “brain riff”
dredging blindly
she starts crawling
but falls, tumbling
into water
the surface shapeshifts,
reflects, mirrors
her own face masked
breaches, greats her.
E 2:00-2:22 (x4) groovy “despair riff” screaming out to the heavens, hopelessness, loneliness
caught in the gaze of the stranger
clings to the doppleganger
F 2:23-3:10 (x8) ? spooky riff , fear
sneak up the bank
then burrow deep
turn down the sod
and lay with me
draw your fingers
over my markings
Cast off the weight
of this mortal body
G 3:11-3:23 (x6) scream “brutal brain”
the tempter strikes to kill
a little blood is spilled
no sounds hearken when she
yells
still the spector dispells
crawling out her own grave
climbing, coursing the clay
she scurries towards the day
H 3:24-3:37 (x2) “outer brain” – punctuate first part
knowing she will be ok because she can dig herself out
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3. |
Green Boots
02:34
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00:00 - A
Climbing, reaching for the sun
No waxen wings
Just a few bottles
Of oxygen
00:28 - B
over the rainbow valley
through corpses strewn about
The final ascent before me
Up green boots’ dreaded route
00:47 - C
I climb on my own
The only man i shall greet
Is a climber with old
Green boots strapped to his feet
1:04 - D
So you arrived
He’ll greet me and smile
Won’t you come inside
And rest for a while
1:13 - E
Sweating and shaking
And starting to cough
Maybe i’ll just take
These steaming gloves off
1:23 - F
Other souls march on by
For they do not dare
To step boots inside
Green boot’s icy lair
Chasing the summit they’ve left me to die
Tipping their hats as they pass
The storm’s a comin there’s no time
To pull me from the frigid crevasse
1:55 - G
Though my corpse has been moved
Still my spirit remains
In the cold icy tomb
Of old green boots cave
2:28 - END
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4. |
Katabasis
04:35
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Run around, naked in the muck and the mire
Come sit down, beside me next to the fire
At the desk Inside my bedroom, I will teach you to sew.
Sit calmly learning this new card game you know
Sleep in the dusk, under stars
Drinking, smoking, laughing, I’m crying on your front porch
If only I could see al the reasons
To ditch work and write some music
Like grubby kids who’ve thrumbed from home
In search of soil to grow their gardens
Working, sleeping, mourning, I ‘m waiting to feel alive.
Every summer
You go away
Riding the rails up the west coast
You camp on cliffs
And misty glades
Going everywhere I wish i could go
Wasting time
On the side of the road
Crowned with flowers strumming a banjo
.
Trading locks and stick and poking
Beautiful markings on your bodies
Hunker down and tell me stories
Sorry to hear you're sick from traveling
Yes, I’ve sibbed in drunken arguments
And at times there’s been some bloodshed
Some of my friendships are still really tense
There are things we’ve said that we can’t take back
But then I look at you in all of your tenderness
Look at your face and I cannot stay angry
Holding you and dancing to our favorite song
Take the mic and sing along
You my friend, I need so desperately
Without your smile my life means nothing
You my friend, I need so desperately
Without your smile my life means nothing
You my friend, I need so desperately
Without your smile my life means nothing
This place stinks so wet and sweet
Dog-eared books and sunflower seeds
Chickens cluck, jump through windows
Painting your names above the piano
Shuffle D’s, blast rhythm
Dried blood, mucus, and gism
Bird shit rots through tempered brass
Oxidizing memories past
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5. |
Impermanence
04:48
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reality laughs as we crumble
realize there is no control
reminded that all this will end
mono no aware
sweet smells of storms subsiding
spark memories stuck spinning
hands of ghosts claw marks into the walls
impermanence
endless fixation upon oblivion
scoffing at optimists, favor the pathos
alone in the ashes we regurgitate our scars
and the mask slips further away
what
remains
that unnameable something
piercing like a rapier
for we know not why
longing for we know not what
shrieking hymns into the wind
imploring beasts beseech again
beneath the nightfall deep caves surface
futures traced from deep piled ashes
slicing deep into the cortex
billions of unbalanced surgeons
misery and loneliness
exacerbate through eloquence
bleary eyes stare through lost futures
knuckles ground on pulsing temples
wrenching ones we loved too early
we knew ourselves too late
tearing the fingernails
from discarded futures
it all turns to dust on our tongues
but then it’s back again
clenching fists
buzzing brain
basking in shame
this cant be all there is
what did you do
why do u do this
what do u do now
regret is not enough
what did i do
why do i do this
what do i do now
regret is all I know
que saudade!
sensucht
sickly nostalgia
utopian conceptions of ideal development
the way we were
desperate privation
the way we are
sense incompleteness, imperfection of life
the pain we feel
this pain will forever be
those we love
will echo throughout the vastness of time
the way it will be
the way it’s always been
by reflecting compassion upon ourselves -adjust maybe?
are we complete
which truth should be confirmed
for talons claw to spite the feathers
Sing through the heartache
scream with the madness
overwhelm the chorus clipped moods wings
fallen among spineless humanity
enervating supine luxury
It will never be the last time
endless fixation upon oblivion
scoffing at optimists, favor the pathos
enshrined by those ashes we look up to the stars
and the past slips further away
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6. |
Promenade
01:44
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7. |
Tiger Moth
01:43
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(hibernation)
winter after winter i slept
under an icy bell jar
fogged by my own breath
(waking up/spring)
In a waking haze
I recalled the dreams
frozen In my mind
And trembled as they buzzed around my insides
(pupation/metamophasis)
I cried to behold
messages i traced on the walls
Sweet lonely wooly bear
The winter’s long gone
Long live tiger moth
kissed by the sun
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8. |
Old Growth
03:40
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Wild lightning struck the fire that swept me from
my siblings. I flew and fell and when I landed
bankets of ash and snow covered me.
I gave into sleep, cradled by corpses of my family.
Awaiting rebirth in the cold dark earth
As one so small and frail,
I had to hide under shadows of fog
for fear that the sunlight would kill me.
Biding time, I regained my strength,
drank up the rain.
Exhumed from my tomb, I broke through the earth’s crust
And sprang forth to the sun!
I could live to be three thousand years old.
I have seen my childrens’ children full grown.
Most of your children will be wiped out.
You willl lose them in the drought.
I could live to be three hundred feet high,
higher than an eagle in the sky!
You will be scorched. You will survive,
but you will bare scars the rest of your life.
I lied in the ruins, buried and rotten.
Still I lived on, when most would have died.
I was born to persevere.
This giant cannot be felled.
At last, after centuries of safe seclusion,
descried by a man from the west.
He and his cronies severed me from my body,
and for a funeral they danced upon my remains.
Spread my limbs all over the world.
A skeleton to marvel.
Not one man shed a tear
for the potion to cut us all clear.
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9. |
Srebrenica
01:53
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10. |
Wartorn
04:29
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Clean strum intro (peaceful, nostalgic)
A 00:00-00:05 -INTRO MOD ON B
No vocals
B 00:06-00:18
No vocals
C 00:18-00:30
No vocals
B 00:31-00:42
My aunt lived in a green glenn
Where we ate bitter jam
C 00:43-00:53 -BUILD
As planes flew overhead
D 00:55-01:03 - TRANSITION (ominous)
I smiled and flailed my arms about
at the men up in the clouds
but when bombs came crashing down
we ran and hid under the house
Chorus
E 01:04-01:17 -SYNTH/SAX
No vocals
F 01:18-01:32 - DROP (danger)
Later on inside our building
Through the door my mom stood peering
At looted apartments left behind
A By neighbors who snuck away in the night
E 01:33-01:39 -SOAR
The war is here we realized
F 1:40-1:44 -DROP
Refugee families
Quickly moved in
To the vacant tenements
VERSE 1
G 1:45-1:59
Pause for synth solo @ 01:48
So many new kids to play with
We shared toys and they shared lice
F 2:00-2:14
We played outside with toy trucks
Paving roads out of sawdust
When shells dropped we would cover and duck
And laugh at how my big ol’ butt stuck up
G 2:16-2:28
Pause for synth solo @ 02:23
Making games out of lost battles
who can find the biggest shrapnel
Verse 2 (anger at the betrayal, devastation)
H 2:29-2:56 -heavy
I missed my
Friends when we
Had to flee
To Zagreb
I 2:57-3:01 -heavy build!
My dad wasn’t home for months at a time
H 3:09-3:14
My mom slept
I 3:15-3:19
With a grenade launcher under
Chorus kinda (escape/survival)
J 3:20-3:26 -TRANSITION
her bed
E 3:27-3:41- again sing epicly here :)
Dreaming one day we would be safe back home
K 3:42-3:50 -descent
Big strum outro (life moves on , but memories remain, war persists, but you have to make the best of the life you have?)
B 3:31-4::08 -SLIGHT DROP ON B (TIMING CHOICE)
Dad smuggled munitions
saved our town from annihilation
L 4:09-4:28 -BRIDGE→ BUILD
Filling towers up with bombs
Getting beat by the cops
B 4:29-4:47 ULTIMATE
Though the house was still intact
We never got our home back
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11. |
Fancy Feast
03:55
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THE FEAST
00:00 A Winds of changing seasons swept in the old confidence man
Striding boldly to stake claim to a once forgotten land
00:20 B Slinging us the serpent cup
Spouting words like sweet elixir jangling pans of golden coffers
00:35 C Filling empty bellies up
with hate and fear and rage and bile and pride and scorn and spite and angst and dread and ire and sneers and flags and fires and hoods and brass
00:40 A Fatigue and toil blinded our red and bloodshot eyes
With hate and fear and rage and bile and scorn and pride
Hungry mouths began to sing the rally cry
01:00 B Deafening calls our ears burned to heed
Harkened to the siren’s call take comfort in my golden halls
01:13 C With drooling lips he cried give me
Your poor and tired and mad and dazed and starved and wretched and lost and stuck and weak and sick and mocked and pissed and low and dumb and screwed
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01:19 D drunk on desire, We marched to the jubilee / through glittering galleries
01:31 E Our sateless frothing hunger set to gorging our cupidity / / on jewel-encrusted frippery
01:36 D The doors flung open, and before us a great banquet was set, but there were no seats left
01:49 E Kings and cronies gobbled up , without seats at the table for us
01:55 F while the jowls of the rich stretched and sagged obliging the spread their eyes rolled back into their heads, we stood unacknowledged
02:16 E e gawked with craving as frenzied hands shoveled to greasy mouths as their eyes rolled back into the headws
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02:20 G transition - no lyrics
02:28 H bridge - , how cunning, how cruel
The empty promise of food
And realizing we have been fooled
02:48 I an eye was caught and in disgust
A meager scrap was tossed
02:56 J heavy ravaging mad we lept for a sliver
Trampling and piling upon one another
03:14 K
Nails clawed into muscles
As teeth tore pthrough flesh
03:27 L climax clutching his sides, slapping his thighs
the con man sneered, bon appetit!
03:41 K And so we fed on each other,
Only to be gobbled up by the beasts
We were the feast!
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12. |
Noise Oppressor
00:59
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the socialist
realism saps
democracy
for cultural
freedom study
the art of war
wage war on art
And strap on that long leash
abstract expressionism
will save our civilization
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13. |
Maggot Meadows
04:33
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Soaring
Over the heaps
Passing the shack
And the bugs in the street
Following that fetid trail
That the maggot blazed
On that fateful day
But this fate was not one he’d chosen
He’d abandoned his life in that valley
No one could have guessed what he’d see there
When this maggot when into that factory
But lo and behold it seems our hero persists (ahhhhhhs)
By way of some miracle incarnation
This one peculiar larva
Gets one more chance
To survive
When the first light of life first blinks in one’s eye
Reborn to an egg, beginning of the end, Mr.Maggot, in there, resides
Through viscous membranes, our hero reborn
Eyes focus on this fair sweet summer morn
Sun shining down on an engulfing horde
Huge newborn chicks, overwhelmed by the swarm
Swept by the current of slithering bodies
Past the remains of the eaten, now rotting
Brethren look up with flesh hooked in their mouths
It is then he remembers … THE MOUNDS
MM
This cannot be so
Maggot 1
Come, you must follow onwards to our Meadows…
Maggot 2
Dont be afraid, youll like it, just try!
Maggot 3
Sometimes it helps if I close my eyes..
Suddenly a piercing shout
The meadow of maggots turns to the sound
Her eyes bulging with 50 million years
She stares in horror but does not shed tears
Slicing through the air, her beak starts thinning the demons
Out of the bloodbath, one of the grubs start screamin…
MM
But I do not want this life! I want to go home!
Mother
This is your home now. You’re way past the threshold.
MM
I know you must hate me
Mother
Yes, but I love you
MM
That cannot be! I am monstrous!
Mother
You are as we are. Born to live.
MM
But I do not fly, or build, or sing!
And with an air of inevitability the mother bird swoops closer and breathes
Mother
You are a part of all things
Mother
And now my dear, you are part of me
THE END
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14. |
Scrapyard Vistas
02:05
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