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Hollywood Endings
03:10
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Go down by the shores of hope where love flows and the ocean floats. Go now, and I will meet you there. We’ll sing beneath the cotton candy clouds! Something is eating my stomach (that sour taste is coming back again): those pretty stories and sonnets, but I cast those stories down the well when I grew up not long ago. Now I’m cured from those infectious fairy tales that plagued our Play-Doh minds and wills. Something is chewing on my brain (and I’m leaking dreams like piss once again): those pretty Hollywood Endings. Someone is taking my clothes off (“I promise you the sky and the stars!”): must be love! Oh, I hope so!
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Like A Match
03:11
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I took my head for its midnight walk. No no I hadn’t been outside in days. I kept the leash by my side, but it wasn’t quite tight, and I lost it. So now I’m wandering the countryside, right past the brothels and the graveyard ghosts. And though they call me quite clearly, I keep up my pace, because they can’t save us. Stuck in a space again, like dreaming with heavy legs. My head is made of Velcro, I can’t let go! Let go! Let go! Let go! I still believe in love, and I believe in keeping my chin up. And though we light like a match and burn only an inch, I’ll take it, yes I will. I’ll take it! Such a precious instant, perfect, unintended, and nothing there to help us hold on. Hold on! Hold on! Hold on! Hold on! So I’ll love her like I loved my first, I’ll laugh until my stomach bursts, I’ll dream until I turn to clay, and I’ll be okay. Okay, okay? Okay. Okay? Okay.
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The Greatest Hoax
03:05
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Lately I’m having dreams of blood. The best part of sleeping is waking up. I jump my brain over morning’s wake. Lift me up, lift me up. When we go to sleep, we sleep forever more. Everyday I’m a brand new box of memories and dreams and tricks. We sleep, we wake, we’re back to something new, someone new. Where does the old one go? Can we vanish so? Can we disappear? The greatest hoax that ever was is convincing us we’re continuous. Pack up! You’re leaving Earth! Yeah, tonight you’re going for a ride! Let’s go for a ride! Go for a ride! Yeah!
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Now That's Sacred
02:38
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When you’re gone, I’m fine. My heart won’t unfold, because I’m fine. My thoughts have more time to echo and soak and stain this space. I’m so fond of you. I miss you so, but I’m fine. When we surrender to worms I hope you know I missed you well. I missed you well. I missed you well! I miss you. I want to wake up next to you and make you scream. Now that’s sacred! So I wait for you….
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Carousel Waltz
03:34
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Hey kid, c’mon down, quit collecting clouds! You’re much better off catching worms from the ground. Now sit, type, and stare at a pretty, new screen. And all hail the voice that wakes up your dreams, that wakes up your dreams. You can go anywhere while you sleep in your bed, but when you wake up, shake it all from your head. Slip on a smile and a tie, and force down some coffee, and all hail the boy who swallows his screams. The road is long and dark, cutthroat, cold and harsh. That’s just the way it is. So all hail the pearls that flow from those lips. Are you choking from all the dust in the street? And are you sick of living life two days a week? Well the carousel spins in an infinite course, so all hail the kid who jumps off his horse, who jumps off his horse! Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala!!!!
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Jack Conte Sonoma, California
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