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Bind down all my windmills,
clasped hands are giving me the chills.
Are all your rain clouds black?
Black, give me a second second chance.
No one is hanging around my dreams.
Heaven knows about my windowpane .
I won’t let your boys out the door
The bucket is wound
down my wished out well.
Don’t wake up the giant under the hill.
Are all your rain clouds black?
Black, give me a second second chance.
No one is hanging around my dreams.
The half lit lamp light in my neighborhood
is dimmed and darker every day.
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2. |
Second Story Queen
03:23
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Is anybody here looking after us?
The inmate has escaped.
He’s made a clean break from here.
But somehow he’s afraid.
There’s no one he can trust.
The fountain has run dry.
Beloved love is nowhere near.
It isn’t going to be okay.
It isn’t going to.
She cannot face the day.
She’s just afraid of life.
My second story queen
is growing old before her day
I could lose control
I could lose control
But I’m not going to.
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I’m just another freeman’s son
head full of posthumous harmonies that can’t be sung.
My heritage is helium thoughts,
I do not disown my inheritance of blank neurons.
Do you love me now?
Fill me in on your incredible plot.
How will you terminate the story now the villain’s won?
Can our heroine ever be enough?
She’s folded her hands and her laundry and she loves your God
Do you love me now?
Does all your work get done now, does it get done?
You’re a cruel, cruel master.
You’re a cruel, cruel master.
But you’re what I’m after.
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4. |
Oh, Deadweight
02:38
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Cover my eyes from the inconvenient smiles
that take my breath away.
Oh deadweight,
oh deadweight you know that I know you.
Forty hour minds in a pale florescent fire
set by the sons of the king.
Headache grey light
through my argued out blue eyes.
It takes my breath away.
Oh deadweight
oh deadweight you know that I know you
Oh deadweight,
oh deadweight you know I don’t want you.
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5. |
Undertaker's Stare
02:19
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It’s time you know that I want this gone
How far can it go?
I’ve given up on letting it all go.
Nobody should know.
You oughta let me out
You oughta let me out
You oughta let me out of here.
I’ve lost my fairth and I don’t know how
where oh where’d it go.
The crowd is mute to the joker’s best joke,
the knight in the mirror cold.
You oughta let me out
You oughta let me out
You oughta let me out of here
So take me as I am, broken back,
darker than an undertaker’s stare.
Come on Cyrano,
I’m laughing through my nose
I can’t remember who the hell I am
and I care.
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In the basement lit up in computer light
homeless spiders are spinning me sturdy lies.
The Queen of coupons is calling Consumer Reports.
Vespa riders in western shirts call their dads.
Sell my five yachts and become a democrat.
We’re you not? I feel like you were there.
I don’t want to know all your secrets.
Just give me a few.
There’s no one here who laughs at your jokes now.
They just tell you off.
I choose to be alive.
I am blacker than trust fund kid comedy.
Follow me to the end of the century.
We’ll research and get high on numerical scores.
South Dakota is impotent, laying flat
on the highway, Abe Lincoln keeps staring at
the subscribers to internet movie rentals.
I don’t want to know all your secrets.
Just give me a few.
There’s no one here who laughs at my jokes now.
They just tell me off.
I choose to be alive.
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7. |
Trespass
02:05
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I bound your feet to my ghost
I climbed your fence
I saw for miles.
I fell down into you
I fell down into you
I have trespassed.
All your black parables
and falling dreams,
I’m scared and cold.
I fell down into you
I fell down into you
I have trespassed.
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Hopefully, Evelyn
01:26
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I am cold and cruel to everything
I don’t know what to do with anything,
Evelyn.
Is that a sin?
Oh hide me under dreams from everything.
I don’t know what to do with anything,
Evelyn. When it begins.
Everything I am is now a lie.
I’ve lost my examples and I want to cry
Every time he’s near.
I’ve just been guessing all along.
My thoughts pull me back into the undertow
and I breath it in.
I’ve just been guessing all along.
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New Minor Shark Hunts
02:18
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You’re my favorite long forgotten tune.
We’re not safe here.
The ice caps will melt soon.
Cheer up now, cheer up now!
I’ve got a lot of bad news for you
but I’ve been thinking about changing the meaning
Yeah yeah you know that I have loved you for so long
In your bad years I knew that I could drown.
We’re not safe here.
They’ll find us out somehow.
Cheer up now, cheer up now!
I’ve got a lot of bad news for you
but I’ve been thinking about changing the meaning
Yeah yeah you know that I have loved you for so long
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10. |
Dawn Hopping
01:51
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Black heart captain of loveless calvary,
I’m your first mate, your no good company.
The gentleman waiting for red hared fantasies
believes that I’m losing touch.
On your dawn treader voyage up my street
don’t think twice on how the suicide letter reads.
Cause everyone sees through your warlord fantasies.
Believing your losing touch.
Benevolent shipwrecks. Come off it come off it come on.
Cause everyone looks back. Come off it come off it come on.
Your sorcerous death traps, come off it come off it come on.
Your possible landslides. Come off it come off it come on.
I feel alright.
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Hello Grim Reaper TV Host. Are you an honorable man or just someone I know?
I feel like death oughta take it slow because it’s slow riding up where I wanna go.
Hello mother are you still here? Are you the one that I love or the one I fear.
I measure my life in the miles from where I left a cruel cruel master.
Hello brother I never knew you are the blue in my face and the light God took.
You are a new young man in my earth bound time
you are an infinite spark in the divine mind.
You are an ancient spark in the divine mind.
You are a fresh glowing spark in the divine mind.
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Incredible Yacht Control Auckland, New Zealand
I’m from Maraetai, NZ. I was in a band called Crosstide in Portland Oregon. We had a pretty good run. I write a lot of
songs.
IYC started when my friends in the Mint Chicks and Crosstide encouraged me to release some of the lofi tracks I’d shared with them. Various combinations of those guys were in the live band.
Moved to NZ and music took a back seat. New record 2024.
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