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1. |
Proximity Temporary
04:06
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just passing through
for a night or two
won't you stay a while
you sweet little butterfly
proximity temporary
short span of time
fortuitously intertwined
can't help but wish for that
second life in the cocoon
but I know they would say
there is no room
for you
i wish you happiness
as you head out west
see your fancy eye
soaring over cloudy sky
proximity temporary
thank you for the time
fortuitously intertwined
can't help but wish for that
second life in cocoon
but I know they would say
there is no room
for you
can't help but wish for that
second life in cocoon
but I know they would say
there is no room
for you
for me and you
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2. |
A Good Punching Bag
05:15
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i walk on this island
i feel nothing
nothing between us
i rarely do
who likes the dissection
a fly in a bottle
sitting wingless
and asked to smile
but i saw it coming like a drink on a plane
rolling up towards me so slowly up the lane
they say good punching bag never gets out of the way
so why don’t you hit it straight
a lasting impression
from constant pressure
formed to transgress
the past’s crimes
you're like a magician
folding time
a couple of words
and i’m back in detention
but i saw it coming like a drink on a plane
rolling towards me so slowly up the lane
they say good punching bag never gets out of the way
so why don’t you hit it straight
sometimes i wonder if you and I we're not the same
after all we both have them to blame
found our different ways to process all the pain
just don’t want you to become the thing you hate
but i saw it coming like a drink on a plane
rolling up towards me so slowly up the lane
they say a good punching bag never gets out of the way
so why don't ya
so why don't ya
so why don't ya
so why don't ya hit it straight
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3. |
Brickyard Vagabond
04:04
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i don't wanna go
don't want to be usual
i've traveled to and fro
to build this home
from random rocks and stones
resting near my toes
all night caravan
gone by the evening
turn it off and turn it on
like one brickyard vagabond
there's shadows in this cave
locked in a guessing game
never thought to complain
that i haven't seen anything
all night caravan
gone by the evening
turn it on and turn it off
shine some light on this mirage
no matter where you rest your bones
it's made from random rocks and stones
success is a facade
patterns found in the collage
all night caravan
gone by the evening
turn it on and turn it off
this little switch is gonna be the cause
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4. |
Sickly Suite
04:39
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summer heat
gasoline
drove up at the end of the week
for the great lakes sickly suite
john was crabby
waiting in line
stand an hour for
a one minute ride
but oh to hear him whine
cheerful photos
you never know
what's beneath the
kodachrome
evil tongues filled with spite
i heard you through the walls that night
swimming pools
chlorine nose
always shooting videos
you made me want to keep on my clothes
you set the table
prepared a feast
scrutinize what I chose to eat
you made me feel so ugly
what to you is beauty
a trophy case for those apostrophes
perfect bodies
on display so proudly
cheerful photos
you never know
what's beneath that
that glossy coat
evil tongues filled with spite
I heard you through the walls that night
and then you said you believe in god
did he tell you how
you should treat your child
that way
on the doorstep
to heaven's gate
rearview mirror
relief
exhale
the sickly suite
oh you left your mark on me
what is beauty?
a warm garage
for an old jalopy
rust in the chassis
rips in the seats
never hurt nobody
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5. |
Do You
03:37
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they say words don't mean a thing
though they often bite and sting
and our hearts are kinda prone
so many stick n stones
i may not change your mind
we’re often kinda blind
no matter how long you peer
farsighted in the mirror
so please don't change a thing
you're a wonderful human being
just the way you are
they'll paint you into stars
i’ll see you in the sky
most every single night
keep you on my mind
until the end of time
you can't hear it from your dad
your sister mom or aunt
that longtime family friend
it won't mean anything
and we walk through life so long
before ever meet anyone
who knows just what to say
and keep our tears at bay
so please don't change a thing
you're a wonderful human being
just the way you are
they'll paint you into stars
see you in the sky
every single night
keep you on my mind
until the end of time
the storm clouds they vie
for spaces in our minds
they seek to occupy
impede and deny
so please don't change a thing
you're a wonderful human being
just the way you are
they'll paint you into stars
see you in the sky
most every single night
keep you on my mind
until the end of time
they'll write stories
about how you came to be
keep you in their hearts
they'll paint you into stars
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6. |
Outpost
05:00
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before i had nothing but time
sitting around waiting in line
paying just to give it away
sweat and tears for weeks and days
plants growing out of every crack
and they wave at me as I head back
to the last little home
where you can see lights are on
outpost at the end of world
I’m sitting here with my dog
i don’t know where they have gone
it’s just me and my thoughts
in this little home
walking these desolate grounds
there’s nothing that i haven’t found
footsteps leave mud on the floor
I’ve been kicking stones
that have been kicked before
empty room wasn't always this way
maybe not even today
drops of fuel in some dried out tank
lonely streets on a quiet sunday
the world’s empty i lament the sky
the desert suns and poison tides
clouds of nothingness
lingering inside my head
it’s been months since i've seen a soul
and i never thought i’d miss the people
used to only make mad
tired frustrated and sad
outpost at the end of the line
I’m sitting here I’m losing my mind
i don’t know where they have gone
but i hope its somewhere unusual
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7. |
Burn Both Ends
04:07
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you can't burn the candle at both ends
feel like butter spread too thin
find a junction make a split
and keep it all separate
sunday at the circus can you remember
the sounds the crowds
a tightrope high above us
tread lightly
no fear of the ground
you can't burn the candle at both ends
feel like butter spread too thin
find a junction make a split
keep it all separate
an aging mind’s been watching time
deliver its keeper the keys
cobwebs strung across a room
a room with recent vacancies
you can't burn the candle at both ends
feel like butter spread too thin
find a junction make a split
and keep it all separate
die in ashes burn in flames
walk upon the earth again
know your value shed your shame
say no to everything
i met you under glaring lights
with butterflies before the show
nervous tongues and shakin legs
we sang we played the songs unknown
you can't burn the candle at both ends
feel like butter spread too thin
find a junction make a split
and keep it all separate
one body holds so many minds
symbiotic intertwined
you can't roll a dice and pick a side
you kill one and the others die
you can't burn the candle at both ends
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8. |
Autopilot
05:48
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slipping on the ice
to my frozen car
it stutters into life
to take me home
It breaths on me
to keep me warm
it sings for me
the saddest songs i've ever heard
i breeze through intersections
i'm on autopilot
i barely even notice
I’m not trying to fight it
hands on the wheel
eyes out in space
i don’t even feel
the tears on my face
i pass my days
between obligations
swimming through a fog
of lazy occupations
i go to the party
i answer questions
as if my hopes and dreams
are a box for their suggestions
i breeze through intersections
i'm on autopilot
i don’t even notice
i'm not trying to fight it
rest my eyes get there just the same
stray off course that machine is to blame
they clear parking lots
push mountains to the side
i want to build a fortress
in which we can hide
and when the snow melts
i'll take you to the beach
don't tell me like a banker
this dream is out of reach
i breeze through intersections
i'm on autopilot
i'm starting to notice
I’m not ready to fight it
like the buds on the trees i am just a leaf
waiting in the wings for the sun's release
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9. |
Sepia Dreams
04:10
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i watched you from beyond the grave
through a crinkle of an eye
as you became a passing cloud
are there hearts enough to supply
my aquamarine blood to all my extremities
and infatuations through generations
sepia dreams
sepia dreams
you got out all the ink
for your aches and remedies
you got out all the ink
from the glands of my brothers
for your sepia dreams
i'll hide in the corner
cuz no one would see me
changing colors and oscillating
in tune with the light from above
i would hold my secrets like a fossil
buried three miles under the ocean floor
i'll wander as a hermit in plain sight
before i dissolve into nothing
i'll be the last fish that's not a fish
that scientists cannot know
alien on the earth
unusual
unquantified and unknowable
i will spit a smokescreen
of india ink in your face
when you ask me a question
i will hunt for all of my days
and manipulate my pray
with each of my appendages
i will not cower
i will become bigger than
you could ever imagine I was
expanding as I suck in water
i will regulate my buoyancy
by changing the ratio of
gasses in my internal shell
i will not let my cuttlebone
become a decoration
for a birdcage or an aquarium
or you
sepia dreams
sepia dreams
you got out all the ink
for your aches and remedies
sepia dreams
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10. |
Final Word
04:02
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crumpled page in the trash
conversation left behind
i'm swimming in the scratch
trying to rewind time
an open mouth
thoughts unrehearsed
you can't take em back
they can't be returned
but words keep spilling out
dinner has finished
we're washing the dishes
my mind’s a pouring spout
it's a leaky spigot
man I gotta fix it
keep checking the bandage
but changed it too soon
assessing the damage
but reopened the wound
adjourn to the room
of examination
heartbreak and gloom
anticipation
but words keep spilling out
they recklessly wander
they shamelessly ponder
my mind’s a pouring spout
you've reached your decision
you have a vision
you thought i'd have learned
after all of this time
composed and reserved
but still shitfaced and smiling
and words keep spilling out
it's a faulty zipper
it's a squeaky whisper
my mind’s a pouring spout
it’s a foregone conclusion
a passing delusion
words keep spilling out
though i'm weathered and wizened
but still new horizons
my mind's a pouring spout
with tainted infusions
unseen exclusions
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11. |
A Song About Kung Fu
03:34
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if i ever learned kung fu
if i ever learned kung fu
i’d be a music playing
science spewing demon slaying
badass motherfucker
if i ever got with you
if i ever got with you
it would have quenched all desire
we’d set the world on friggin fire
go to the stupid prom too
i’d be breaking boards
at that high school reunion
playing all my songs
just because everybody knew em
telling everyone about my discoveries
you know that noble prize
well that was me
it’d be like indiana jones meets
jagger and his rolling stones
that’d be one badass motherfucker
if i ever learned kung fu
if i ever learned kung fu
i could have crane kicked the thieves
cured all disease
write a sad song about
everyone who doubted me
if i ever got with you
if i ever got with you
all that hangin round your locker
would make the most ass kicking
science doctor
who plays a mean harmonica too
i'd be breaking boards
at that high school reunion
playing all my songs
just because everybody knew em
telling everyone about my discoveries
you know that noble prize that was me
it’d be like dr fauci
meets bruce lee and rob zombie
that’d be one bad ass motherfucker
if i ever learned kung fu
if i ever learned kung fu
think of all we could do
baby blue
ride into the sunset too
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12. |
Parting Gift
04:35
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destination's approach
sound muffled low
echoes breathe shallow
the pavement speaks
the wind has its cleats
they dig beneath
a fireplace far away
someone's keeping warm
the hole that's left
the void bereft
where the tree had grown
contentment made
in simple trade
its purity is calm
horizon's grass is greener
than the pastures I have known
resolve retrace
the steps you take
to get to where you've been
regret it hangs
the sun it wanes
it's predetermined
a fireplace far away
someone's keeping warm
the hole that's left
the void bereft
where the tree had grown
contentment made
in simple trade
its purity is calm
horizon's grass is greener
than the pastures I have known
fragments of leaves
rattle through streets
whispering
the sidewalk sings
the last song it has
to bequeath
a fireplace far away
someone's keeping warm
the hole that's left
the void bereft
where the tree had grown
contentment made
in simple trade
its purity is calm
horizon's grass is greener
than the pastures I have known
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OrangeG Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
OrangeG is a dye used in molecular biology. OrangeG is also 1-person (he/they) DIY artist living in Pittsburgh PA, USA. Their lo-fi indie sound blurs boundaries between folk, rock, country and blues. Topics are often introspective as the artist seeks to process the complex world around them. Many themes stem from a day job in the sciences. ... more
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