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1. |
Welcome!
01:32
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2. |
Grow
03:13
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You gotta grow
where you're planted
you gotta know
you can't understand it
You enter from outside
you'll exit from within
you gotta grow
where you're planted
where you're planted
where you're planted
You gotta know
what your plan is
move too slow,
you're part of someone else's
where've all the hours gone?
where nothing lasts, but nothings lost
you gotta grow
where you're planted
where you're planted
where you're planted
You gotta show
where your hand is
find your flow
and you can make some magic
You enter from outside
you'll exit from within
you gotta grow
where you're planted
where you're planted
where you're planted
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3. |
Flowers for Butterflies
02:52
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I steal a glance of your cosmic symmetry
because baby your face is like the breath of life for me
oh where you go honey you know I'll meet you there
I'll keep a close eye out for your long golden hair
I can't promise that you'll be the only one
cause I like to plant flowers and watch the butterflies come
If I steal your heart baby I'll make sure to feed it well
I wouldn't want you falling under some low down dizzy spell
It's not that I can't love you or give you more
It's just that for so long baby this pain's been at my core
I can't promise that you'll be the only one
cause I like to plant flowers and watch the butterflies come
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4. |
Many Years of You
05:06
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It's been 7 years and I still feel
empty in my heart
my love
I just can't open up
my arms
to love
anyone at all
anyone at all
It's been 20 years and now it feels
like we're coming to an end
brother
friendship buried in the sand
brother, brother
let's dig it up again
let's dig it up again
cause I'd like to see
just how you see me
right behind your eyes
With your lips asleep love
let's hear you speak of
what's really on your mind
been 30 years and it still feels
like we don't know where to start
father
you're the better man by far
father, father
what keeps us so far apart?
what keeps us so far apart?
after many years I finally feel
it's okay to live outside
with others
tell me something that makes you cry
others, others
words are wasted all the time
words are wasted all the time
cause I'd like to see
just how you see me
right behind your eyes
With your lips asleep love
let's hear you speak of
what's really on your mind
many years of you
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5. |
Maya
03:22
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Don't look into her eyes
she wears a lovely guise for you
oh, just for you
You're falling for her scheme
oh, but she's just a dream to you
or just for you?
Maya, would you tell me true?
Maya, could we rest a few?
Your heart feels a strain
your whole world is pain and fear
all too sincere
with your deceitful bride
a rollercoaster ride today
till the end of days
Maya, would you tell me true?
Maya, could we rest a few?
Doctor can you save me?
when i’m asleep i’m crazy
When I'm awake I'm hazy
she’s always chasing me
Maya, would you tell me true?
Maya, could we rest a few?
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6. |
The Cosmic Syllable
02:49
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oḿ tat sad iti nirdeśo brahmaṇas tri-vidhaḥ smṛtaḥ
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7. |
Shiva
07:08
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Dust wrapped 'round the sun
bodies arrive
strays on the run
And through space they roam
the pull of a star
a new crown is worn
Azure jewel gives birth
waters alive
step from the surf
Mirrored matter, arise
full, braided life
trampling the dirt
And everything is dying the air's on fire
crashing tidal waves
day is night, dressed in disguise
sunlight cannot penetrate
winter's come, the frozen shore
the kings of earth resign to lore
We'll dig you up and burn you out
your body fuels our motion now
once uncut we now divide
the rending heavens burn our eyes
erring gifts against their cost
nascent heirs now roaming lost
fueling flames to our desire
oblivious to certain ire
soiled skies and burning rain
oceans at our window panes
nothing in the stars to blame
so call his terrifying name
Shiva.
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8. |
The Brave Mosquito
03:39
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Yellow leaves from the maple trees
line
line the streets
Heart beats, I take a seat and
try
try to breathe
Drink up, feel at ease, she's
eye
eyeing me.
air climbs the ladder in my lungs
contemplating every single rung
till the words flow to the tip of my tongue
here they come
Dark skin, I feel your heat it
shines
shines on me
Move in like a brave mosquito
fly
flying to feed
A rush blood to my cheeks a
sight
sight to see
Smoke climbs the ladder in my lungs
contemplating what it is I've done
as the seconds tick away just like drums
I am numb
oh lonely me
no need to feel more
don't be the void
don't be the void
don't be the void
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9. |
Intermission!
02:25
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10. |
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Well you can give all the time that you want to
to cold air hanging outside of your room
it slowly unravels the loom of the time in the world
If there's no light at the end of the tunnel
or no spirit there tending as such
you can hope to get back to your life
but that may be too much
Take all the time, the time in the world
slips through your fingers, all wisp and curl
falls off your arms, never returning
why does it crawl out the window?
to die?
Well you can give all the time that you want to
to read the pages inside of your book
make sure that you take a good look
as you fall through the tale
Have a seat if you feel a bit weary
rest your eyes in its pillow embrace
you know that you can't keep the pace
of unraveling hours
Take all the time, the time in the world
slips through your fingers, all wisp and curl
falls off your arms, never returning
why does it crawl out the window?
to die?
I'll run till I find the place I came from
I'll run till I find the place I came from
I'll run till I find the place I came from
I'll run till I find the place I came from
I'll run till I find the place I came from
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11. |
Bug People
02:11
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Little bug people
laying eggs in your ear
used to sound okay
now the notes they aren't so clear
Little bug people with their little buzzing eggs
crack the shells and they'll come out and this is what they'll say:
"We are bug people
and we've taken on your head
used to sing your own songs,
now it's ours instead
We are bug people and our will must be done
take us to a pic-a-nic and we'll have some fun"
Little bug people
laying eggs in your ear
used to sound okay
now the notes they aren't so clear
Little bug people laying eggs inside your brain
of course you can't tell anyone cause then you are insane
oh yea
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12. |
To Love Me is to Drug Me
08:31
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It's but a dream, what I see unfold
it's just a stream, down the stream I float
with you
euphoria too
Cause to love me is to drug me, honey, with you
Oh what a taste, intoxication, I'm wasted with you
Sight unseen, hear the ending call
it's but a scene, watch the curtain fall
on you
it falls on me too
Cause to love me is to drug me, honey, with you
Oh what a taste, intoxication, I'm wasted with you
with you
with you
with you
with you
with you
with you
with you
with you
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13. |
Where Echoes Unite
05:00
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Aloof is my heart
to those around me
still is my tongue
hot air surrounds me
Every night
when I close my eyes
I dream about
the day our echoes unite
and all is right
My thoughts, they raise
a cast of shadows
but I'm not afraid
cause they can't own you
With every plight
oh still I try and try
to capture all
the penetrating light
a place where echoes unite
lifeless permanence
clinging to a cliff
white knuckles, fingertips
oh, your last breath
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14. |
Rosy Retrospection
03:39
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Them Jones Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Combining the stranger elements of post-60’s pop with the less-mined saccharine sounds of acts found in the drug-drenched Haight-Ashbury fallout,Them Jones create a mutant sound all of its own. They exist in the space between the sonic ether of a Tuesday night basement show and the crackle of the dusty, scratched over grooves of the hypothetical record collections procured by 70’s cinema auteurs. ... more
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