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today is just hillsides and fog
stained glass - people walking their dogs or jogging -
sun throwing down roots
on sweaty palms hanging from brooks brothers suits at the airport
you've bloomed like fruit in a hothouse
your miracle's all that you've got now
grace out of habit, strength from above
me i still sorta think i'll meet my true love
at the kroger while i'm ringing out
checking the price of outgoing flights out of habit
it's only nature to bend your leaves toward the light
what's the use in waiting for it?
they're not gonna pick you up
today is just creeps on the bus
semi trucks stirring up dust
the sun doesn't see that it burns you
the clock doesn't realize that's not the same 12 it returns to
so out we go, holding the 9-iron high in an electrical storm
if you gotta go at least you're gonna go lit up and warm!
in the valley of the shadow of death i'm scared as hell
still waiting for the noise of a chopper overhead
what's the use in waiting for it if it's never gonna come?
what's the use in waiting for it if it's never gonna come?
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Drinking In Kitchens
02:36
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the grapefruit league takes up poets' mead
and rambles softly through the park
spring's got me sleeping on couches
we're ruined friends, so ascend the fence
last night as holy innocents drinking in kitchens
lion city slings treat us like little kings
will spills another royal friends
and all life's toil is worth it just for this drinking in kitchens
thank you for your sermon in the rain
but i'm still gonna go, it's my right to choose the devil i don't know
i think paul broke the upstairs windowpane
just thought you should be appraised
there's blood on your shoes -
no one wants to go home to a golden age ending
when they could be drinking in kitchens
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Miss Mars
04:06
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the landlord came and cleaned me out -
what were forty million miles supposed to change?
i drove to rocknest to crash on your couch
and found you packing up a suitcase
i know i really oughta be proud but you didn't even write
but i'm keeping my composure
i know you hate it when men cry
there's no time to win you over
and this time i know your goodbye is bye for good
so don't go far
and stay dry, miss mars!
i helped you pack your freeze-dried fruit
and masks for respiration
codes to a conapt past the kuiper belt
small bills to bribe armed guards at the solar stations
and pictures from our olympus mons vacation
to get some fresh fake air! the joke's on us
in this land of ice and honey
you didn't brave the last frontier to choke on dust
and even if you came back home i'd be 99 years old
so i'm keeping my composure
i know you hate me when i cry
there's no time to think it over
and this time your goodbye is bye for good
so say hi to the stars
and stay dry, miss mars!
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Hagåtña Holy Saturday
02:52
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rented a car by the airport: blue volvo sixty-six
checked the bedstand for some matches
just found another crucifix
technically i'm on the run
but no one's chasing so the hotel bar is job number one
talked to the guy sitting beside me
asked him where to hear some chamorro
over his calamansi juice he eyed me:
just another ex-pat, not so young, rolled in speaking the colonial tongue
"who knows? who cares?
the backbeat's infiltrated everywhere on earth by now."
so let's have a round, broken soldiers
the holy sound of the holy bells will get you up on time
so let's have a round, broken soldiers
the holy bells will get you up in time
so let's have a round, the wars are over
let's have a round, well, good god, where else have you got to be?
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Midway, OH Isn't
02:28
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carton of reds, tools in the bed of the B2000
low sun overhead bears down on the farmers
waiting to lead their cows in
one morning Al walked into a cloud and decided to stay forever
one egg lays down, edges bubble and brown
in the skillet we bought together
rubble and grout in a half-empty house
no deed and no loan, just promise asleep under stones
the night boils off - i toss and i turn and i go out to drive the township
by the old quail rock a pit fire burns & kids stand around around
say a prayer for the motorcade whipping by on the interstate
history has shown
those who pick fights drink alone
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1-800-I-WANT-BEES
02:27
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street empanadas gave us acid reflux
but afternoon will stop for no-one
as we seek takers for 40,000 now-useless acres in the pampas
(god damn that soybean boom!)
we were sticky: covered up in invert sugar
and sarmiento, i need not remark, was buzzing like an apiary
charlie probably thought you'd never use
that piece of paper that he gave you,
that said,
call this number if you need to get unstuck
back in august tom had given you the old
"honey than with vinegar etc"
then he came in like ben-hur and set you up
for a real colony collapse
so you called on me in a boating bar on grassy key
to say "please, jon, haul some ass to buenos aires"
where you really got it sideways -
even more than you made it seem
and what you need's not me
no you need: bees
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Skeleton Coast
04:51
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no one played the changes
it got so bad the UN convened a special session
along abandoned incense routes
in the ergs of the empty quarter
i fell in love with my ASL interpreter
we tied the knot in the chapel of the ice hotel -
built a treetop home to raise our kids in
out where ancient boats lie bleached and hidden:
ghosts in the mills - ships on the skeleton coast
ellie never knew her mother
who worked in chile under henry kissinger
keeping CIA activity a secret
she does her best to look dignified and decent
but are we safe but what's been kept under wraps
tucked away the otago harbor treeline?
smoke on her breath - ships on the skeleton coast
ellie lost her last man to his books
but books don't throw their arms around you
as the sky turns from morning blue to morning white
snow wrapped around the trees
cincinnati city council was not pleased
with my decision to give the hyde park high school seniors LSD
but hey, someone's gotta bring those kids to life
before they go to see the special professors
mining for ore in the mind & blood on the hillside
ellie did her best to understand
shackleton's progress against the ice
it's great importance to me and my tears,
picturing scott's smile sag on finding amudsen's norwegian flag
at the lowest point on earth & then dying
they don't make failure like that where you're from
in gloucester, massachusetts
and she don't understand why i pursue it
why i hang my hopes on the dogs & the ropes:
ghosts in the malls - ships on the skeleton coast
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Golden Hours Motel
01:53
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they say the public transit's pretty good here
but the airline lost my bag with clothes and photographs
so i bought a grey suit in the strip mall
when the cops kicked in your door
i was driving to the airport
got your cherry creek address from a friend
but figured i'd better let you come to me
at least this room's got a microwave
if you want quaker oats or instant coffee
while you were rattling your chain
i was getting on an airplane
thought if i explained it to that face i know so well
you could be made to understand
so i bought 2 weeks at the golden hours motel
just 8 miles west on colfax
i watch tv and hope that
time's turned you to the sort to reminisce
on the bench by crown hill lake
the sun looks like a balled up fist
at least i saw the art museum -
there must be so much to do here!
i'll be drinking on the flight
i'll be getting on with my life
ah ah ah ah
do do do
ooooh
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Silo's Choice Chicago, Illinois
jon is a normal guy who is a clerk at a normal type of store. he likes new age music and the beach. he has long hair, for now, but that could change, for instance if his hair were to get burned on the stove. that can happen at any time. he plays music.
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