1.Over The Line
you want it, alright
you're busted, alright
squeezing the last juice out of life
changing the tides
we want something else
we're changing ourselves
loosening all of our heart strings
changing our scenery
changing what's in front of me
no, you don't want to regret your life
don't you know you can't live it twice？
no, you don't want to regret your life
why you sneaking around
waiting for someone, somewhere, something to go down？
you lead up, alright
said fuck it, alright
you're ready to lose it once or twice
looking for a fight
we want them to try
to get loose and fly
scraping away the pains and stains
exposing the remains
of a life that's passed them by
no, you don't want to regret your life
don't you know you can't live it twice？
no, you don't want to regret your life
why you sneaking around
waiting for someone, somewhere, something to go down？
come with me over the line
you have time to change your mind
2.Fly On By (i)
you follow me around like a bouncing ball
bouncing ball
only moving down my hill all the time
all the time
i'm running away but you're right behind
right behind
see now how you fly on by
fly on by
fly on by
i see you in the blink of eyes right behind
right behind
something that you do to me i cannot see
i cannot see
swerving in the center line right on time
right on time
see now how you fly on by
fly on by
fly on by
3.Fly On By (ii)
4.Fly On By (iii)
but winter's cold on your call
wind that is bound to break us all
the snow is soft but it's cold
it doesn't warm me at all
something's wrong
i can feel the air move around the corner
and slide in through the cracks in the windows
i think your phone is out of order
or maybe i'm on the wrong line
don't want to spend time with the coroner
living hard on the wrong dime
something's wrong
i can feel the air move around the corner
and slide in through the cracks in the windows
5.Wilten ＆ Want
an autumn morn
i'm just a sad buck in the wood
tangled so deep
droplets from the watery sky leak
and bathe my coat of sheen
wilten and want for eve
how shall i go？
night's molten globe spills from the dark
i'm ripped and torn
i hide my lethargy from
the great, golden guide
friend and foe
i'll spell my tale
my spidery tale of running
of burdens so great
this bony crown's fate
see me running
a fierce display
i will not chase you anymore
insides are rot
your pointed digs swipe through my coat
so thin from battles
wilten and want
i'll spell you my tale
my spidery tale of moving on
i keep the pace
this thoroughbred races
tell my weary tale
this spidery tale
move you along
i'm bloody and worn
my hooves carry on
i run and i run
i run and i run
not to you
i run and i run
i run and i run
so through you
i run and i run
i run and i run
so through with you
6.Giants／Lovers
i started to wonder
if there was anyone who'd slow me down
with lightning and thunder
i crashed through; all the trees lay on the ground
with a swift swinging blow
of my sword of raging fire from below
i toppled all the bricks and mortar
that the townspeople had worked so hard to put together again
if i am a giant in real life will i be a giant when i'm dead？
i wrote you a poem
containing all the similes that i could write
soft as a feather, i spoke them to your ear throughout the night
and for all my pining ramblings i managed to say some things you
sort of liked
and i'm not one for taking chances but i figured that sometimes
the chance will never come again
if i am a lover in real life will i be a lover when i'm dead？
7.A Million Ways To Say Enable
i didn't realize when you called
that you called to say you were in trouble
and i didn't know what to say
so i wasn't gonna say a thing
we can carry no regret
we'll pick you up from where you left off
connection like a language not forgotten
a million ways to say...
i hope you understood what i said
when i said that you can do better
and i will always be on your side
even if i say the wrong thing
we can carry no regret
we'll pick you up from where you left off
connection like a language not forgotten
a million ways to say...
we will call it loyalty when we toast
we can make that toast and drink to our honor
and i will hold out hope for you
i never say a thing
we can carry no regret
we can carry no regret
we can carry no regret
we can carry no regret
connection like a language not forgotten
a million ways to say...
8.Homes So Airtight
we've been cursed by animals
we've been sick from long ago
we are lost from twenty-one
they'll take us, they'll take us
where's my hide？ where's my fire？
where's my hide？ where's my fire？
where's my hide？ where's my fire？
suffer losses far and wide
raze the trees and chloroplasts
we have homes so air-tight
they'll hate us, they'll hate us
where's my hide？ where's my fire？
where's my hide？ where's my fire？
where's my hide？ where's my fire？
9.A Bathybic Soliloquy
sense her stumbling on stones ripe with moss, you stare
eyes surrender
faltered step far beyond safety net she's absorbed
slinking slowly, far below thee, lull.
parts of pieces of what was once stitched through her side
crumple softly
swarming fishes meet palms, tender toes screaming by
slinking slowly, far be-low thee
slips her hand
she's melting from reach
oh, to never more, my salty deep darling
seaweed tentacles tangle the silk of her hair
watery bird's nest
rocks and ridges of buried sharp secrets, her home
slinking slowly, far below thee
slipped her hand
she melted from reach
it never ends, my rotting bright darling
why have you gone, my moldy sweet darling？
you'll always be my salty deep darling
bones to age'd fossils
rest the sea floor more
sacred relic, i may ply your dark blue
forever
10.Atoms Et Al.
you came to me with a bird in hand
without a sun and sky to guide him home
i said to you 'i made the earth, surely i
can make the sky for his flight'
one sky so blue, i made the moon
control the tides, splash sea to land on me
we can pull the heavens apart to find our sun
we can ache for early morn with everyone
we will take the atoms and press them together with our hands
we will form the fire into a sphere to light the lands
11.The Aggregate Scraping The Sky
pictures of love fill
pitchers with love
winters at home and
summers in rome
my magic art is
my fragile heart
ooh i don't think it's been told
i don't want you to grow old
it's your word
that you
will follow me
through the halls
before they've fallen
to fools
and all
the columnist writers
have not a clue
about you
wander the streets, with
wandering feet
your morning psalm
is my mourning song
locking the latch and
striking the match
ooh i don't think it's been told
i don't want you to grow old
it's your word
that you
will follow me
through the halls
before they've fallen
to fools
and all
the columnist writers
have not a clue
about you
who flies
with all
the aggregate scraping the sky
and tears
the clouds
to rain on the
fires of all
the underbrush striving
for life
and light
just like
you
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