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“This Book Just Fascinates Me”
This book just fascinates me
The buzzing summer sound
It tells you from above
Why all the world is round
It isn’t undiscovered
It isn’t even lost
The undisputed matter
Electrostatic frost
It decorates the messages
It makes them much more good
It’s what they call “distortion”
As if they understood
And in that dream I heard you
I heard inside your mind
The trip you made to Africa
In very little time
But the information got to me
In layers piled up dense
That polyrhythmic music
Was almost like I went
But no, alas, I didn’t
And from myself it flew
Like a tub they pulled the plug from
And everything I knew
It emptied out beyond me
Off to who knows where
So I dried off and got my clothes
And went just back to everywhere
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Famously Forgotten
02:54
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“Famously Forgotten”
Famously forgotten
By all but a few
And held by a thread
Till we tugged, so we knew
And brought in what survived
From the punishing elements
Almost wholly abandoned
It didn’t make sense
It almost did happen
This gift was nearly lost
So close to discarded
Passed over and tossed
In fact that’s what happened
Except for those few
With eyes that could see
They knew what to do
Vouchsafe the unwanted
Brush off the dirt
The work of our hero
Impoverished and hurt
Famously forgotten
By all but a few
And held by a thread
Till we tugged, so we knew
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That's A Nice Idea
02:55
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“That’s A Nice Idea”
That’s a nice idea
Let’s see what it brings
It’s one in a thousand
But so isn’t everything
That’s a nice idea
Let’s see what it says
When we knock on that door
In real-life high-res
That’s a nice idea
Let’s see how it feels
We’ll put on the kettle
And make the shit real
That’s a nice idea
Some fall by the way
But let’s not let this one
Not this one today
That’s a nice idea
It gives off that light
Like that full-moon intensity
I’ve been feeling all night
That’s a nice idea
So shiny and sleek
Like a sport car just purring
I’ve been feeling all week
I’ve been feeling that feeling
Of about to arrive
That’s a nice idea
This one’s alive
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4. |
Bonus Material
04:15
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“Bonus Material”
Bonus material
Sugary cereal
This dream’s more ethereal
With bonus material
CD hidden tracks
At the end where they go
You forgot it’s still spinning
Or you already know
Whatever the case
It’s up to no good
Just cause you can
Doesn’t mean that you should
But this time, by Jove
This time it’s not trash
This is a bonus
I’d never skip past
Bonus material
Sugary cereal
This dream’s more ethereal
With bonus material
DVD extras
Always the worst
When you scroll through the menu
The bubble will burst
The world the work made
Is a delicate globe
And watching the extras
Is like mystery disrobed
Outtakes and bloopers
Alternate ends
Interviews interspersed
With the movie again
But this one’s a gem
I don’t have that reaction
This bonus material
Is the feature attraction
Bonus material
Sugary cereal
This dream’s more ethereal
With bonus material
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“Things Have Turned Out Great”
I am in a boat
I go to the dock
I connect the rope
Now it’s time to rock
I climb up and go
Walking on the wood
Then I hit the lawn
Now I’m feeling good
I go up the hill
Fading rays of day
Million-dollar house
Now it’s time to play
Through the sliding doors
Of the basement room
Looks out on the lake
Here I make my tunes
Fire up the gear
All those pretty lights
Stars are coming out
Now I’m feeling nice
Things have turned out great
Everything’s in place
Time to hit record
And play my short-scale bass
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Masterpiece 5000
04:43
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“Masterpiece 5000”
You’ll get there eventually
Keep plodding along
Masterpiece 5000
The road will be long
Don’t try to keep count
Don’t trouble yourself
Let someone else judge
Sort merit from wealth
I must have 5000
That are wonderful enough
And that’s a tiny percentage
Of my overall stuff
Masterpiece 5000
I’ve gotta be there
My efforts have substance
This isn’t hot air
There’s no way I’m deluded
There’s surely no way
Just look what’s been written
Just look at my resume
It’s surely 5000
It’s probably more
Masterpiece 5000
Is long out the door
It’s roaming the world
With a skip in its step
Wait, what’s that you say?
Am I really not there yet?
I must’ve misheard you
I only have one?
And it isn’t even finished?
It’s only half-done?
You’ll get there eventually
Keep plodding along
Masterpiece 5000
The road will be long
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Facts And Conjecture
04:08
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“Facts And Conjecture”
Facts and conjecture
I’m partial to both
Facts and conjecture
Are both really fun
I walk to the park
I walk on the beach
I’m partial to moonlight
I’m partial to sun
Out of the mist
Or into the mist
I’m making a list
Of things that I like
I like to submerge
I like to splash up
The basketball swish
The volleyball spike
With magnetic tape
Or computers today
You can turn the voice backward
Or music wrong way round
The thunder in the valley
The tone of the sea
The violence of capital
Is wholly unsound
I’m building a theory
A step at a time
A new grand piano
That won’t weigh a ton
Facts and conjecture
I’m partial to both
Facts and conjecture
Are both really fun
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8. |
Mountain Air
03:11
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“Mountain Air”
The autumn isn’t here
The summer’s just begun
But today I swear the air
It felt like autumn
I call it “mountain air”
The feeling that I get
It isn’t simply cool
It’s also clear
It’s also clean, it seems
It seems like every scene
Every scene is sharpened
By the snap
The mind will want to learn
It’s so much clearer now
So clear that learning
Springs us from a trap
I taste a taste for ladders
Cozy little goblin
Not too proud to start one
From the bottom
The autumn isn’t here
The summer’s just begun
But today I swear the air
It felt like autumn
The autumn isn’t here
It isn’t here at all
But today the mountain air
It felt like fall
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Cream-Colored Car
03:07
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“Cream-Colored Car”
Cream-colored car
German and square
Driving me mad
Driving me there
I wish you were mine
Driving me everywhere
Cream-colored car
Wherever you are, wish I was there
Winding around
The road by the sea
Those clouds with a flash
The flash of my keys
Cream-colored car
So boxy and dense
The choices I make
You make them make sense
Cream-colored car
The sweetness of cream
Cream-colored car
The car of my dreams
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“There’s Always More Oblivion”
There’s always more oblivion
Always further void
There’s always deeper tumbling
Always Pinker Floyd
Ever-louder subs
Cars vibrating worse
There’s always more oblivion
Step into my hearse
Step into the vacuum
And let that fucker bloom
We’ll probably fall forever
Buried in this tomb
Buried in this casket
Buried in this grave
That time it felt like dying
Tripping at that rave
Roaring like a fire
That never wants for fuel
Out here on this ship
That never wants for fools
There’s always more oblivion
There’s always room to grow
Step into the ocean
Step into the undertow
There’s always more oblivion
More for you to know
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YouTube Channel
02:34
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“YouTube Channel”
I bought an old guitar
And taught myself to play
And I became an expert
It only took a day
I took off all the strings
And put them in the bath
Those reflective surfaces
Always make me laugh
I went back to the thing
And thought to make it sing
I’ll sing into this hole right here
And fill the bath with strings
And on this YouTube channel
I’m here to show you how
You won’t believe how fast it is
How soon you’re saying “Wow”
Just do the things I say
The things I thought to do
And you’ll be just like me by then
Cause you can do it too
I took off all the strings
And put them in the bath
Those reflective surfaces
Always make me laugh
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Trees Are People
04:15
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“Trees Are People”
Trees are people
Trees are people who have died
This I know
Because I’ve been inside
I went inside a tree
And there inside I saw
A baker from the 50s
But tiny like a doll
His face was very blue
And his hands were on the walls
The fingers grew like branches
And that was hardly all
They’d pushed into the sides
They’d melted into bark
As they’d become the thing
That swayed there in the dark
He used to make the muffins
He used to make the bread
It only cost a nickel
Or that’s what someone said
But when he died, he shrank
And turned into a tree
And now that this I know
I never want to see one
I jumped right out and ran
Until I could no more
So I collapsed and fell
Upon the thankless floor
And in the night, I died
The fear had did me in
That and too much running
Then sleeping in the wind
Now you won’t have to guess
Because I guess you know
Cause you can hear my voice
I’m just outside your window
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These Are Merely Sounds
02:55
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“These Are Merely Sounds”
These are merely sounds
You’ll notice there’s nothing to see
These are merely sounds
It’s only sound
It’s okay to see the sunlight on the hill
And your bicycle is there upon its side
The grass is poking up there through the spokes
That hold the wheel together from the inside
These are merely sounds
You’ll notice there’s nothing to see
These are merely sounds
It’s only sound
It’s only natural to clock the sun’s decline
And to register a drop of some degrees
You pull your jacket on—it’s nicely warm
From lying in the sun—it’s very pleasing
These are merely sounds
You’ll notice there’s nothing to see
These are merely sounds
It’s only sound
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