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I dreamt the red whale song
Hold the moment strong
Then the moment s gone
I never can get enough
Again without the words
Again without the someone who will
Afford me some

This is me hangin on

I once read a mind til dawn
Let the poem hum on emotion s
rolled tongue
I ve never had enough
Are we okay? Are we open?
Again without the someone

So this is me hangin on
I m hangin on
And this is my world

Now I m spending every night
Being fed through a grinder
The price for falling down
I m never through paying
I might be meat for minds
I may be numbered...hung
I might succumb

This is my world
And this is me hangin on

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It s pretty good, the wine
The way that we look at
Ten to eight in the morning
Just talking, still awake in
Dawn and dew drinking, thinking
Always...

Remembering the laughs, the time
We got high for seven days down
In New Orleans and it seemed like
No one else knew we were just
The moon and sun in fog before the
Heat burned it away and took
The sleep from tired heads on
Beds of reaching hands, of road trip
Breath and long tall freedom

And then you long
For the days of trippin down
The long road just reading the
Signs that show you the way to
A higher place you meditate to
Feel the quiet of the earth
That was back
When we used to be alright

Another shame, the way
The city smells worse on
A hot day in August...2 PM
Right before us good movers
Move and us shakers break
Our hearts getting home to
Country love and the garbage
Dump by the dried up creek
Near the forest that once had life
And then I turn on the news
Somebody shoot me soon
I m tired of over heating, falling
Quick to bending knees and
Broken veins, of always needing
Faith to get to shore and break
All the vows I ve made

No time or presence
Of mind to wonder why
No time for questions of
Why I wonder why
Something s wrong...again
The noise shakes the ground
There s a rage in
The crowd and I m a face
In the crowd, what s your name?
You re sinkin in the sand
Standing next to me, a river
Running through your pants, afraid
To trust me when my hands
Are helping you

Tekst :

Listen to the Mothers
A surreal sound of eight-legged groove
A serving of today s psycadellicasy
(And) when you embrace this sonic mural
We will be together, our spirits mad survivors

Sail into the holy land
Stick your flag in the air
Metal dressed-up conqueror
Make murder everywhere

Put your sword in the stone
And leave it there
Cause when you pulled it out
You started a nightmare

One day...

Maureen
It s hard to explain
I m never gonna see you again
And you ll never meet my new friends

Maureen, I miss you
I just can t explain
I m never gonna see you again
I wish you could meet my new friends

Walking along the...

This old skyline takes me back to another time
Years ago in San Antonio I was yours and you were mine
It’s been a while I hope you’re doing well
I’m doing fine as far as I can tell

I recall a Sunday by the...

(Sanitarium) Metallica cover

Welcome to where time stands still
No one leaves and no one will
Moon is full, never seems to change
Just labeled mentally deranged
Dream the same thing every night
I see our freedom in my sight
No locked doors, no windows barred
No things to make my brain seem scarred

Sleep my friend and you...

Could it be you re the one?
Maybe I m now the lucky guy
Or should I turn and run?
It s so easy to see that I

Could wash your feet
And fill your womb
And I would be your man