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Couldn't find me a mountaintop
Couldn't find me heaven's pearly gate
Couldn't find me redemption
Couldn't find me nothing I can't take
Couldn't find me a motorhome
Couldn't find me any other way
Couldn't find me a dialogue
Couldn't find me anything like change
Couldn't find me an alibi
Couldn't find me a second's glimpse of truth
Couldn't find me an analog
Who's even as half crooked as you
Couldn't find me a motorcade
Couldn't find me a crowd to proselytise
Couldn't ask for to learn of it
Never, never, never did quite realise
Couldn't find me a biograph
Couldn't find me a literate perfume
Couldn't find me a taxi cab
Couldn't find me one second too soon
Couldn't find me a telepath
Couldn't find me a tremble for my pain
Couldn't find me a bureaucrat
Couldn't find me a purpose when I'm lame
Couldn't find me a sentiment
Couldn't find me a poem for all the world
Couldn't find me an elephant
Couldn't find me a swine to give my pearls
Couldn't find me a sycophant
Couldn't find me a mentor to betray
Couldn't find me a talisman
Couldn't find me a shaman ready made
Couldn't find me an emperor
Couldn't find me a legacy to hate
Couldn't find me a tarot deck
Couldn't find me a vindicating game
Couldn't guess for humanity
Couldn't know for to stave the truth away
We divide into particles
We'll never find any sense to make
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In the Valley Below
05:18
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Your blood's not red it's crimson
That doesn't mean that you're the living god
Everyone sees through it
They know about the way you carry on
You speak like a betrayal
Meet me at the orphanage you say
We're gonna start an army
Come down from the mountains on that day
On that day
You will be rewarded
The treasures of this world will all be yours
They'll speak your name with envy
And give you gold and riches for the cure
While you speak like any skeptic
Confident, abandoning your faith
When you fall to sideways glances
Swallow hard your letter with my name
My lamentations, every curse your learning could imagine
And plenty that you'd never think to dream
I keep it here with mine
We absolve ourselves through time
In a litany but it's just an empty thing
Your psychotic showtune is peskier than strychnine in the vein
Your palace is a dungeon
Empty but for what you give away
So meet me in the valley
Where darkness falls hard onto every deep
I will dream of winter
Snow falling like a newborn fast asleep
And on that day
You'll finally see
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Is This What You Wanted?
04:44
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I can't relate to your cackling pity
Makes me feel prescient
From the beginning I saw this coming
Don't act like it isn't what you wanted
Is this what you wanted?
Is this what you wanted
Or is it just a game you play?
Drowning my insides
In paint thinner haze
I'll lie here in tribute
So take me away
You're a given familiar
All I want is to live in your smile
But I so rarely see it
And you lose yourself all the while
Is this what you wanted?
Is this what you wanted?
Is this what you wanted
Is it easier than running away?
I know all about you
I know all about your games
My neighbor conspires against us all the while
We'll learn to drink deep
And fake all our smiles
You're asking that question but I don't think you want to know
How often I find myself in this abyss below
Would you be my choir
Accept my confession?
Could you free me from worry?
Settle the tension?
Because this whole world is looking
As sure as the judgment
Don't worry, I'm skeptical too
Every time I look at you
Is this what you wanted?
Is this what you wanted?
Is this what you wanted?
Is this what you wanted
Or are you just another fake?
Set in your ways, always running away
My sister finds comfort in wars of attrition
She second guesses her first indecision
I try and tell her it's all from within
How I'll try and I'll ask her
But you never listen
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4. |
Revisionist History
08:18
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The procession now has gathered
The dying man is waiting for the feast
As the bombs we built are loaded
Onto airplanes flying toward the middle east
Simplicity she smiles
It takes one to know one she says
And she takes my wicked conscience
To wash it clean and turn it on its head
Rearrange the letters of your name
And read the writing on the wall
From here down to west Texas
Where tonight someone is running fore they crawl
Porous are our borders like the love we share with anyone who asks
Safe inside your bedroom a discrete angel is taking off their mask
Sitting in the galley waiting for the executioner
Smile with the jailer
Ask her if she's done this before
When the lightning strikes my body
I will speak of nothing but your love
So tonight in old Osaka pour one out for the memory of us
I will be your foil, Laertes
Call me what you will
If you say I'm spoiled
Then be careful when you go in for the kill
We make for easy listening
As long as you don't set your ear too close
Underneath your doorway
Watch the shadow falling on the desert rose
Memory unwilling
Fallen a sparrow from the scene
Providence makes way for me to dream
The wedding bells are ringing
Ironic for the invasion of the union
I am just a foible in the crucible of your advanced tuition
Desperation howls out, the best minds of my generation lost
You can buy their cheap mementos, and sell them at a fraction of the cost
It's a sleepy night in Paris
Lights fall low on the champs elysees
You're weeping at the altar
Knowing that there's not another way
You call my name
Pull the chord to chaos
Impersonal like sin gives birth decay
From New Orleans to London see them shine
A spotlight on your shame
Baby blue, remember, the tremble of the blood that runs your veins
And I will be your mirror, empty but so beautifully arranged
Lying in my coffin, voices carried softly on the wind
Hidden in the soil, flowering, absolved of all my hymns
When the maker asks to answer, I will speak of nothing but your love
Here and ever after, fell into the riptide we succumb
You say it's one and done
It's one and done
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5. |
A Homeless Etude
03:31
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I was down and out in New Orleans
In Elysian Fields I was feeling empty
But I couldn't tell
Till I took a little bit of that cocaine smell
It was circa nineteen ninety nine
We were prophecy on the front lines
Of the news
Screaming y2k and fading into view
Got no time to dream when I'm awake
In the nexus of my next mistake I stare
And play it safe
Always swallowing my pride
Till there's nothing left to take
We spend our days
Preparing for the bomb
But here inside this mansion
We won't know right from wrong
Forgive me lord, my story for to break
Anonymous, don't hide behind that name
In the scripture of my paper buzz
I was someone else, staring at the sun
I was not afraid
I was sure about the time even if it's not today
High and noble in my confidant
At the precipice where the game is thought
To be rigged, and they say it's not about
How you play it's if you win
Running backwards time, a progressive day
In the paper where I read my name
Rest in peace
I was laughing to myself
I don't know what it means
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D.M. Rice England, UK
Founder of Holy Island Records, a DIY label based in the UK––inspired by the beauty of its namesake.
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