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Pain 01:25
"And a woman spoke, saying 'tell us of pain.' And he said, 'your pain is but the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that it's heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain. And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy. Then you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over you fields. And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief. Much of your pain is self chosen. It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self. Therefore, trust the physician and drink his remedy in silence and tranquility. For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen. And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has moistened with His own, sacred tears.'" ~Kahlil Gibran~
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We are going through a change now, it's so big, Can't you feel it crawling out of our skin? You step aside and wonder 'how did it all begin?' Well you've studied so long and haven't gotten very far Step inside and ask yourself why, separate the truth from the lie, There is a consciousness beyond this machine. Don't you want to change with me? Don't you want to change with me? And there's a pillar of light secured firmly to the ground Look inside then pull yourself inside Then all we have to do is pull it down There is a consciousness beyond our machine Don't you want to change with me? Don't you want to change with me? They Can Feel you know What science reassembled in An estranged world that Gan Would like to come back into the Prim To pull that pillar down now And sleep in silence under And pull apart this machine Machine... Machine... Ahhhhhh...
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Why carry sorrow in your heart? Who is the creature that you see? Who is the creature that you see? What disappointment hold they in store for you? Well disconcerted posture leads to orthopedic issues Shouldn't we all consult a doctor and wear those Fashionable brown shoes? Well I say We should just stand up straight Why carry triumph in your heart When all you see around you is dark and Full of ignorance? Why carry gladness in your heart When all you see around you is dark and Full of ignorance? You might as well just ask: 'Why don't I just not piss?' Or: 'Why I gotta give up more than a quarter of my Paycheck to go to taxes?' You won't always have to, brother So just listen to me when I say You should just stand up straight Play within the game and stand up straight Use your nature given brain And stand up straight Breathe in and breathe out and stand up straight Meta-cognize what you were just thinking about And stand up straight Think about thinking for a minute, then stop and Think about it and stand up straight Well check it out, that's what meta-cognition is So you can just bask in that and stand up straight oh... Check it out, motherfucker You're not even trying anymore... So why carry sorrow in your heart? Who is the creature that you see? Who is the creature that you see? What disappointment hold they in store for you?
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Bodhisattva 03:12
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Yield, Sir 00:27
"Yield, Sir. I have the advantage." "I will not! Fight me, from your horse or on foot, but fight me! Your avoidance mocks me!" "I sought only not to harm you."
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Knife Fight 05:22
Satellites Through the Night drift over our heads Cuts through like a knife This idea that one day we'll all be dead and gone But it is right... All the time A billion voices drowning out the thoughts in my head And all the time A trillion whispers about what's in my bed and on... And it's not right... But you see You see right through me, always You see me Your mind is a knife Time slips away Into a distant vault of memory And we slip away Carrying the dying breath of Humanity And it's not right... I hear what you say It cuts right through the shit And goes straight for my heart And I say, I say 'stay away' But it's a part of me I can't cut out, for sure Baby, yeah, it's a fight Fights get you nowhere fast And I'm moving awfully slow Continue to pass through the vines of regret But I must learn to let go It's alright Baby, yeah, it's alright Words get you somewhere, sometimes But who's keeping score? They'll help you out when the time comes For you to show me your door And it will be right Your mind is a knife... Your mind is a knife... Your mind is a knife... All our minds are knives... Your mind is a knife... Your mind is a knife...
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Well it is for sure now my heart is broke I can see clearly through this thin veil of smoke I drown myself in whiskey sours And I wrote A thousand books, by now, in my heart But my heart is shattered There is no before It is always right now There is no before But in my memory You shine through And we speak so softly And you said 'I loved you' But in my memory The noise broke Un Chien Andalou And we are both forsaken, yes That is true That is true Well it is for sure now my mind is gone With the state of my core why should it not come along? I drown myself in vodka flood And I have read A thousand poems Authored by my over exaggerated ego Under nourished On that hill of bones It was reiterated to them They could never go home Bup Ba Da Da La da da dun da da... Well it is for sure now my heart is broke
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Veś Ka Gan 05:49
Ves Ka Gan! And you will remember! How to sing...Ves Ka Gan! Ka is a wheel, time face on water And you must not discard that dear daughter And it's our cycles never ending Which means that you've got to do right sometime And you will remember... Ka is a wheel, time face on water And you must not discard that dear daughter And it's our cycles never ending Which means that you've got to do right sometime And you will remember... How to sing...Ves Ka Gan! Ves Ka Gan!
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(I want to get this. That's when the magic happens. Magic. One-Two-Three, One-Two-Three.) Hey little sister come and play the game You should be allowed to die, like the rest of us, In vain Hey little sister come and play the game Put the rest of us to shame and die without a name Put the rest of us to shame and die without a name Cos that's the scheme of things Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo Hey little brother open the cabinet door And see what's on the floor It's their souls! Hey father dearest come see the absolutely queerest Thing that I have ever seen, it's not their souls I don't know what it is, but I know it's not a soul Never seen it before but I know it ain't no soul It's the floor itself, dear pops, that I am speaking of Cos their souls have sunk into the lower sixth And not above And I am afraid I cannot follow where they go Because it is Very Sick And I am healthy like a bunch of carrots But my eyesight still fucking sucks And I'm healthy like a bunch of spinach But I'm still determined to think that I suck Determined to be weak And, rationally, fucking suck But we march off to war What the bloody fucking hell are we killing and Dying and losing our souls for? Soon it will be nothing but the "floor" So let's raise the roof to Pluto with real light Let's not be afraid to remember that we've already Won that timeless battle we came her for We've already won that timeless battle we came her for Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Hey Mother Mighty come and show your worth For it's birth into this place I give you praise I will seamlessly blend the feminine and the masculine To cause creation of truth to the end of my days Creation of truth to the end of my days Cos that's the scheme of things La da da da da da da da da
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Camazotz 05:53
We morphed into trees And don't forget we Did it molecularly So hold your flowers Close to your face so you can breathe But the man with two red eyes Has another idea entirely And he lives on the planet of Camazotz The place where evil sows its seed Evil sows its seed They go deeper still To the pool of pale water Where the both of them Wait for her and her thoughts Aunt Beast waits with her knowing ways So hold on you precious ones For the air up here is too thin to breathe The Mrs. W's will watch over us And, of course, there's always the A.B. A.B.C... OH YOU! YOU! YOU! YOU! Take me down to gray central central Balls all bounce at the same time Turkey dinner! Eye-glasses! Good feelings! Love prevails! Balls bounce at random! Camazotz!
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They left him all alone In the freshly fallen snow And we float our all alone With no glimmer of where to go She dreams of a world where the seeds she's sown Get a chance to grow She knows that he is safe every once and a while Every now and again the thought of him Puts a smile on her face They keep running around in circles And I don't know if she can run the extra mile He left him all alone In a cold house with no fire To go and buy drugs on his own Their time as friends expired He tries to think of time To think of a time When his emotions weren't shot down to the wire And I know that he is safe every once and while Every now and again the thought of him Brings a smile to my face I keep running around in circles And I don't know if I can run the extra mile They stepped out hand in hand Beneath the dead and pale sky He's shaken right down to his bones But he holds his head up high He says: 'the seeds are sown, but what is grown, What is grown is left up to you and I' Ahhhhh Find your right place In this splendid multi-verse And I know that you are still alive Alive Alive Alive They left him all alone In the freshly fallen snow And we float out all alone With no glimmer of where to go I dream of a world where the seed I've sown Gets a chance to grow
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Try it, you'll like it You'll see And besides, you know how you are And I don't think you want to who I am Try it, you'll like it You'll see And besides you know how you are And I don't think you want to know who we are
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FAT? 00:14
"Fat? If I'm fat, I'm fat where a woman should be fat."
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Problems with your noble heart again? Drop once more to my noble knee again For you Can't explain what compels me to Look so spotted in you It's driving A farce between the line Compelling me to stay awake For my eye to see Compelling me to stay awake For my eye to see For my eye to see... But you take it away, baby Take it away And it's no wonder you're all alone It's no wonder you're all alone No wonder you're all alone No wonder you're all alone No wonder you're all alone Om hare Sekhmet ganja
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You've startled me once again, my friend In my dark, lonely mind, my sweat is building itself Up, up, up, up, up and out Into a crystalline obelisk of torrential magnitude A small crack will start at the top and push Down, down, down and in To the soft ground below That's also slowly sinking through the frailty Of my ego-centric slumbers Into a massive cave that rumbles with ancient Reverberations of a cycle fully embodied in my Microcosmic identity When the cycle is complete, and the tower has fallen A new brew will slowly steep and ooze, steep and ooze And the muck will flow out of the gaping orifice that Is unmistakeably all of Humanity Our dignity has been dismantled! And startling each other in such ways Has lost all of its former joys But the vessel we all navigate shall hold water For some amount of undisclosed time Oh brother or sister of the stolen city Hearken to my energetic cry! Your thievery is warmly welcomed By my gracious heart Said heart is only due so to impositions Others like you have flipped into existence (Existence) Let this find you on the way to wherever you go next To let you know that I say 'thank you' (Thank You) Thank you for your insidiousness For your courage, and your freezing outers and inners To find some heat Thanks for your humanity, break down on me Show me so more humility Through your actions, engage me in deep thought Demand a reply! For I, like you, am just weak sometimes Suck that shit dry, then moisturize my rolling, withered And explosive mind Yea, though I will reply: Stricken up! Slicken up! New, one more time, in little spidered fragments Of what once was... Sparkling, shining and clear, a whole A construction, red hot and alive For a short while Like all else A short while Is what we have to break through these false barriers Like you have consciously or inadvertently done The breeze was quite refreshing, actually Sun beating down next day on your new coat And new gloves Dry them out in it, brother or sister, Sister or mother, mother or father, Because I'm dry now also And in that dryness, that brittle fluidity I have found my pirate hood! ARRRRRGGGGGH! A message from the stolen city, a cry, a decree! Throw those fucking frisbees, or sell them for food Or booze, or drugs, be where you are Sister of the stolen city City of the stolen spectator sport City of stolen London, stolen New York In my pocket, they are Stevie McQueenie Quite a scene-e He's still rolling along Literally...rolling along!!! Oh brother or sister of the stolen city, Hearken to my energetic cry... ARRRRRRGH!!!
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Temple 04:44
In our compaction, let us not be subtle In the drawing of our conjoined realizations We all raise a dull knife That my fleeting memory will use To cut away the stained, rusted damages With a blade that cuts like my noisiest supplications Of collective, irrefutable, non-negotiable ideologies They blast away like black rabbits running rabid Through the trees The faint effervescence of my calamitous brain Chases its own tail and bites the dirty, rotten legs Off of its own dark lineage Thus, the whole, stinking, Pivotal revelation of revolution Rests stoically, waiting for a vague discourse To a man, woman or beast that shall explain All or nothing in a half-breathed, full-whispered Harmonic convergence of all our smoothest capacities It's still a vague discourse, downtrodden and Stomped out Until words have lost all their previous, Ever weakening definitions of this and that Droning on and on in constant reprise of What was just a moment ago reprized What rapturous, shrinking, more and more shrinking All the time, in its vague discourse, Downtrodden and stomped out, purely unintentional, Mostly non-deliberate noises Do you have for me today? Cos mama, I tell you that I dream of a day When bicycles rule the freeways Power, soul, intellect, channeled by brain waves Human propelled, shifting, changing High speed bi-ways "Computer, self-destruct, Kirk-One-Alpha-Deltron" Cos mama, I tell you that I dream of a day When bicycles rule the freeways Power, soul, intellect, channeled by brain waves Human propelled, shifting, changing High speed bi-ways "Computer, self-destruct, Kirk-One-Alpha-Deltron" "Computer, self-destruct, Kirk-One-Alpha-Deltron" When you smile at me, multicolored birds Fly out of my mouth and into your ear When you laugh at me and mouth your magic Metaphors, phrases Open chest Deep abyss Helpless, unable to control Dogs! Every color of the rainbow Leap out of the top of my head! Bearing jowls of shimmering inspiration, Snarls of deep satisfaction Barks of books, libraries, huge, open auditoriums Could be, to their maximum extent, Full to the brim with words, parchments, Notations of my unfathomable love for all you are, All you make me, and all other lofty, untouchable Sensibilities Because Ka is a wheel, and time a face on water And you must not discard that, dear daughter! And it's our cycles that are never ending Which means that you've got to do right sometime Try to remember...
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Recorded in 2005-2006.

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released June 20, 2006

Micah Cone-All Vocals, Guitars, Bass Guitar, Drums, Keyboards, Chimes, Afuche-Cabasa, Tambourine, Chopsticks, Spoons, Sake Bottles, Desk Pounding, Knee Slaps, Handclaps, Whistles, and Manually Produced Electronic Beats. All lyrics (except when noted). Executive Production.

Engineering and Co-Production-Jonah Wells. Mastering-John Coale at Sky Tunes Studios, 2015.

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