1. |
Pure Morning
04:42
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happiness for all and may no one ever be wronged
I am as simple as the dawn and my mind is small
I am a soft woman, a nervous man
I was a baby then and today again
to the oceans and the plains I am flowing drains
made of the sky, falling in the rain
bumping my head on a window pane
to see in my bed from where the moon light came
may perfect darlings sleep a dream soaked sleep
laying softly deep in the deepest sea
after all-knowing, to be finally free
to forgive all ways and heal my scars
in the sun rays
I am returned to ours
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2. |
Be Like a Bee
04:10
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in this lifetime
a castaway fled the jungled mind
and sought wise signs
in a sound belief
he said if to know is to be convinced then
run away, fly away
be like a bee
sweet sweetness leaving me
through all illusions
be a light heart
to pierce the night sky
like a star
a castaway came to himself
and sought in his heart
in the smithy of his soul
no lies
be heavy and be light
to sink like a stone
where deepness comes to be
where one is infinitely alone
in this majesty
in space and at the bottom of the sea
are wise signs
where wisdom is as pure as the falling snow
yet no thing truly knows
after deep signs
is nothing
and wisdom ends
where lost searching goes
oh be like a bee
sweet sweetness leaving me
sink down low
beneath the sea
to reach the land
under the sand
where wise signals lead
and point to lies
and disagree
lose them freely
through all illusions
be asleep
in life, be fine
be light and sweet
to fly away in peace
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3. |
Think Equanimous
03:48
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what do I know about sand in my bag
and no rocks
when I open myself, I fly away
nothing can sink in
i am made drunk by the full moon
by a hair
by that boy who is retarded
and whose father with a beagle
walks with him like I walk with mum
and rupee
and i am drunk when I see a bird
or when I am underwater
think temperate
think equanimous
be light and be solid
until you sing to the sun
i am dead, then roll over
and soak the mains
from where is my power?
dripping through
being convinced is the menace
but there is no result
you are toast
all toast forever
i am in one corner to another
the whole sky is mine
and looking up with each eye
i forget the weirdness in my mind
no sense lapping up the sides
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4. |
Gaze
02:23
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their thoughts in the future of love
are spokes in a drum
holding fire
and burning up
but with frozen eyes
no heat can touch their minds
truth calmed
as they gaze at the signs
like clouds gazing at the earth
in the night
they are dawning
and naked in the morning
like dew drops on the grass
but they dont look naked anymore
so many hands have made them worn
they were once buried
and now found
once jagged
now round
they gaze in eyes
like the tide
coming and going
they know and dont mind
he loves her like a dog loves a dog
his heart is sad
but not his mind
someday they will die
they love sweet like birds then fly
with waves slipping tears
over icey eyes
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5. |
Song of the Volga
02:27
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lift the stone up
lift the stone up
carry down the winding path to the river lip
cut the fallen log
cut the fallen log
carry down the winding path to the river lip
high near the tree-tops sharp and evergreen
the sun shines on the river and its cloven beach
Ay-da, da, ay-da!
Ay-da, da, ay-da!
toiling river, brother of we
as the tawny owl calls the night
plough through the forrest, cut the thick and wide
Ay-da, da, ay-da!
Ay-da, da, ay-da!
carve relentless path, so do we
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6. |
The Heart
04:19
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I found myself first alone in the heart
like drawn there through the dark
they bent toward me and touched my hands
and stormed me by, their winded mules in front, their worried eyes
jaws hanging open in the souq
a king of gold in his foreign suit
under crazy stars, gawking stupidly at us from above
low hanging heads on the over-burdened
big eyed and foamy lipped
carry the rock to the top
with jeering faces, in deformed formations
and starry eyed, stumbling back down town
only on the ocean
bloody headache coming in through the heat
dark and soft hands pulling me
and budding only then the strangest bud
a blossom in my head, a great confusion
one i did not yet know to be
the very same,
beyond at peace
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7. |
In the Desert
07:49
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in the desert there are no trees
there is no water
there are no greens
but the camel is a brute
designed to walk through
and i am guiding
there is no other person
so i sing in his ear
'The desert came before the sea, so i start with the desert'
'i find a rock and sit
camel, you wait for me
while i am thirsty'
the angel came with his pure will which was a scimitar in his hand
his eyes were the tips of a flame
his nostrils two tunneling winds
his mouth the knife of a wave
and his beard root-laden earth
he said "the camel is a brute on which you move through the desert
beyond the desert is the sea
beyond the sea is the desert
god is the desert beyond the sea"
"look at the sand, understand?
now look in the eyes of the camel"
"the light shines into your eyes, and you want to block the light?
you want god in your mind?"
"soil, flesh, water, light; are the gifts of your mother
keep the path or blow it away in the wind, did you want an oasis outside life?"
he said "you are in trouble now, boil it and drink it
if life weren't all thunder and lighting, what would you want with it?"
"spirit gives no kisses, so what do you want with it?
pray to god that you might never die"
"you want to be the sand, asleep on the motherland...
but understand:
sand cannot be saved!
sand cannot be saved!
sand cannot be saved!"
clouds clear slowly and circling by is a vulture against the light blue sky
singing 'eating flesh is my paradise'
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8. |
Nikos Song
02:12
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How can you understand what truth is, you handful of dust?
Why did I give you breasts, if you were not to make daughters?
Alone, you cannot find God, two persons are needed;
a man and a woman.
That is the meaning of God, that is the meaning of Men, that is the road.
Of what importance was her name, where she came from, or the shape,
color, beauty or ugliness of her face?
It was the feminine face of the Earth.
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9. |
Someday I Will Be God
04:43
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someday ill be god
ill prick the stars out from the night as i please
ill rain the rain through trees and bluster up a breeze
someday ill be god
ill bear and kill at will
i wont mind my mama died
sinners will fly through chimneys
yet i will continue to sin as i please
ill sweep the garbage off the streets
and the streets off my boulevards of green
someday ill be god
ill roast and kill soldiers with my thunderclaps
ill eat the fruits a human eats
but I wont feel the needs a human needs
someday ill be god
ill laugh until i cry
at all the ways my children die
ill trade a human life for a pine tree
a human life for a bean
ill mix human lives with earth until they understand me
someday when im god
ill put spruce trees in the snow
and shine the sun to make them grow
ill fly from land to land
like salmon over beaver dams
i will bear and kill at will
loving stone as much as man
loving man as much as sand
trade for baffin bay a plant
for a plant, a man
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10. |
Pure Evening
08:23
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happiness for all and may no one ever be wronged
I am as simple as the dawn and my mind is small
I am a dying woman, a dying man
I was a baby then and today again
to the oceans and the plains I am flowing drains
made of the sky, falling in the rain
bumping my head on a window pane
to see in my bed from where the moon light came
may perfect darlings sleep a dream soaked sleep
laying softly deep in the deepest sea
after all-knowing, to be finally free
to forgive all ways and heal my scars
in the sun rays
I am returned to ours
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11. |
Trouble
07:11
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in a funeral
grief minds are faint
a body lay on silken waves
mouths evangelize
light beams up the sides
and signs are hung on high
at the pedestal
brought to bear a kind soul
the beauty of his love
slow
baby face is there
rosy cheeks insensate
radiate from low
heart as pure and right
as falling snow
he is simple and a miracle
say in the eye of death O, brother i know you are holding me
over the stars in my sky, high on high lightning kisses me
sad mind
remember those times
with your mother
with a lover
with a dog
with the moon
ice will melt
take faith in your self
push cold treatment out
live till you die
take darkness till it shines
take coal inside
from the deepness of the mine
let coldness make you true
truth will sooth you
be ice, be rain
take fear, take pain
trouble makes a diamond sharp
keep it in your heart
snow in my eyes shines bright from morning dawn to dusk in the twilight of my life
say in the eye of death O, brother we are family, you were born with me
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12. |
GBM
03:04
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god put a star in me so that I could be a beautiful celebrity
i looked at my species, cheeks slapped together
spit dripped down thighs
through huge telescoping eyes
then we held eachother the rest of the night like two shivering monkeys
you're pregnant
but when i craned my neck, it was to kiss the whole worlds breast
i was a babe, like a tomatoe
i was crushed by the blade
i will miss the pristine lake and the field of canola
life has a big heart, the heart of a cow
and its all covered in gravy
powerlessness gave me the curse!
and i spoke it to the day of my birth
my stomach is full of snakes
ive got a sharp blade in between my teeth
i want to kiss each cheek, your bicep
your solar plexus
right out over the shining golden sea
mindlessness, im a sinking brick
my life wasnt mine till i swallowed it
if you dont see it, such is it
you are not me
i shed my skin and cant get back in
fuck them to hell
whoever sent me down all the way the well
powerlessness gave me the curse!
and i spoke it to the day of my birth
im a dog, with nothing in my head
but immense gaplessness
the baseness in this country
vaster than all the real-world
large domains cold as serpents
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13. |
Hakiko
04:40
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get down low beyond the pressure
back into space forever
dont touch her dont bother her
better weathers on the way
lose the air, you cock-sucker
and breath rain!
behold the sun, past truth and fiction
you are in trouble now, boil it and drink it
it dont care about you or about anybody else
the power, you people dont know
my life is a spring, my brain is a boiling egg
it runs on vapors
an angel gave to me, with pink eyes:
"I gazed from beyond the sky"
"you could someday be a celebrity"
just keep felching brimstone
and swallow it all
i love to sleep
i love to die
but never having been born is the miracle
be to the truth like a boat to a beach
dont get shipwrecked
but im broke god dammit
im brain dead
no spirit in my head
i was a pearl in her mouth
and she pushed me out
onto the wet sand
her face was a diamond
all jagged and shiny
her eyes were sniveling piglets
her nose a piece of salami
her lips were made of sand
I kissed them til she died
now im a dead ship
a temple in which all the monks have immolated
im parched to the point of splitting it
your name in the whisper of pines i can hear
in the seas, between the trees on the mountain my dear
every night i awake to your name in my ear
time to burn
time to lay on a wet towel and curse
I was a bud, it picked me
when even a hair could have cut me
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14. |
U Made It
03:40
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i can make it pop, lock, drop, vibrate, twerk
i dont know about her but i can make this ass work
he asked me 'can i do a split?' yep i can do it
i had a couple in me now im really getting into it
and when im in a split i can make this ass jump
i make this ass jump every time the beat bump
now for the grand finale i saved the best for last
you know its head down pussy popping hand stand
he like it when i make this ass vibrate
bend it over make this thing shake
all the bitches on the dance floor i let them get their time
cause once i hit the floor im takin everybodys shine
do i work at magic city, no, i should though
nick name is 'make them niggas money blow'
now i'mma drop it to the floor and just make it pop
stay in the same position and just let it rock
my ass is stupid wild this dance is stupid sick
the best thing about it i can do it on a dick
he like it when i make this ass vibrate
bend it over make this thing shake
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