1. |
The Great Wave
02:33
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A collage of seekers sings through these walls.
Plying their marks on nighttime grids
Sometimes they play your favorite songs
To the right way.
Running out is easy.
And rushing in, it’s easy.
And letting go is easy.
They ducked out and left them all
Leaned on the stairway down the hall.
By 5am there were no words
For the right way.
I place my bet on the silver cypher
I’ve paid my dues to the viper
Fixed like an effigy to the mast
The hinge of the world is rising
Letting go is easy.
And feeling this, it’s easy.
A welcome truth is easy.
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2. |
Great Job, Anyone
03:53
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You can plug away and drain it all
Until there’s nothing left
‘Cause you’ve done all your research
Before the rapture comes.
Great job, anyone
Great job, anyone
Great job, anyone
Great job, anyone
I’ll blithely run the rumor mill
At a loss to see
Just behind the veil my sister
Taken out in front of me.
Great job, anyone
Great job, anyone
Great job, anyone
(just behind the wheel my brother taken out in front of me)
Great job, anyone
Great job, anyone
Great job, anyone
Great job, anyone
(just behind the veil my sister taken out in front of me)
Great job, anyone
Untether
Haunted heaven
Untether.
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3. |
Tin Bullet
05:17
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This won’t cut it for long
my heart strings are wrapped around your dagger
Dagger
Wrapped around your dagger.
Days seem to last too long
We’ll tie their calendar song to a bullet
Bullet
Tie it to a bullet.
And it is no common M.O. at all
Monuments won’t spring up where we fall.
I don’t know what to do if I can’t get through to a portrait of you
So let me dig a little deeper
Into your action sculpture
Cut all these wires, make broken briars and a conduit flares
I never claimed I was a surgeon
Hermetic anomalies
Try our patience, not defaced by the accumulation
Of secret space that I’m saving.
I’ll keep you there.
I can’t hold onto you
The way you hold onto me
Tumbling
Roiling
Not quite knowing
All bets were off last year
Blood for blood, tear for tear we’re trading
You’re in there now, I can’t escape it.
And it is no common M.O. at all
Monuments won’t spring up where we fall.
I don’t know what to do if I can’t get through to a portrait of you
So let me dig a little deeper.
I’ll keep you there.
You look down from up above me
Wounded shadow, do you love me?
This is a perfect, this is a perfect place.
There is no such thing, there is no such thing
As a perfect place, as a perfect place
Is there? Is there.
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4. |
Flatbed
02:50
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I’m on the back of the pickup
I’ve got the Bolex in my hand
I fog the lens but hold it steady
Simple: if it drops, it lands in the snow, so.
I don’t know if you think you’re pretty
Your eyes and mouth open jet black
We conspired, you act like you enjoy it.
My memory splice will do the rest.
All alone, all alone, all alone today.
Roll it, roll it tighter, lift the gate but then
Silent metal binding, put it in the mail
Waiting, I wait forever, pick it up again.
I drag my hand on the floorboards
Cut to mark, confining red
10 wheels were used in this production
And two projectors in the end.
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5. |
Oxbow
04:04
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Fell out of the wreck into virgin snow
Double sites on cherry-red oxbow
By light of stars gone out.
Out of signs with miles to go
This hurts more than I’ll ever show
Is it all gone now?
Wound of the water
My wound shines in forest light
Burning a pathway through hill, stream and darkening glen.
Journeying further and further away
Yet distractions fall by such a compass.
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6. |
A fine can of worms.
05:49
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Breaking up on the radio
The cost to ghost with you
The right time in the wrong place
A game of telephone entre-deux
I don’t care for
I don’t care for
All the things I’ve made imago you
All afire
Not a finer can of worms
I’m still here I’m innocent
Guilty ’til you prove it then
All afire
Not a finer can of worms
Write it down, waiting
On severe grading
All floods through, place it
As best I could
The fragments
They said
I don’t care for
I don’t care for
You from when I felt a shell of me
As I crank the siren mouth
Firebrands dance on the mount
What will I find if
I snuff out my doubts
Hot-handed time is
Running running out
I’m still here I’m who I am
Useful for you not to proof
All afire
Not a finer can of worms
I don’t care for
I don’t care for
Your fool’s light cast upon me as a tool
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7. |
Eidolon
06:23
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Standing there
Shouldering books threadbare
I know what you are
Beasts and bells
Please don’t hurt yourself
I know what you are
A feast for ages
Laid out on the stair
I know what you are
Leaves of ash
Settled upon the thresh
The only way to get this far
Exuviae
I follow your shadow up a harboring plinth
And find you standing where we once were within
A decoy! A braddock I’ve not let grow thin
It yet lives in violet brambles and makes my blood ring.
Exuviae
Riven and spent
Eroded, your lowlands etch
Heavy on the heart.
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8. |
Tickertape
04:24
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You’re wound real tight
Like copper wire
Will ‘o the wisp,
Electrolites devour
There is no home.
We’re all alone.
All along the trail
What about you
What about you.
You’re wound real tight
Like copper wire
Will ‘o the wisp,
You’re hidden under cover
Of fallen leaves.
Our old schemes
I've since gone
But it keeps coming through
What about you.
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9. |
Everyone Knows
02:26
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Everyone knows you’re cooler when you’re home
Away from the world and out in your own
Spring tides sow rivulets of sand
A strand of diatoms drawn in your hand
Everyone knows that when you’re alone
You find it again and it changes, leading
The season bears its deepest scene
All days rush to and send repeating
Everyone knows you’re cooler when you’re home.
Everyone knows the greyest slopes are green
Ripe for the garden, simmering seed
Eyes that gaze at forms befitting shade
Pretend to the light of day’s brocade.
A sigh of years gains close upon
bereft echoes of hidden rhyme.
All hearts gather up and storm
a chamber favorite for a time.
Everyone knows you’re cooler when you’re home.
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Dream Eater Austin, Texas
Planted firmly at the intersection of punk and prog rock, Dream Eater ‘s triumvirate of drum barrage, journeying bass riffs and versatile guitar work has been wowing audiences for eons. Currently spanning sonically through the ether and inhabiting the corporeal forms of Zack Humphrey, Sam Arnold, and John Aymong, it is the megalith’s intention to-honestly? I’d just like to make a friend or two. ... more
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