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Forgetting makes things easy
The wellspring painting totems
To stand under hours
A gossamer pile of thorns
We’d litter if we had to
But spit instead out lives
We’ve already lost the battle
Over sleeping comfortably
The needles scratch our records
Shortening computations
Missing our heads
Missing our arms
Missing everything
We’ve wanted to be
Please get me a carton
Growing under the earth
Ship them to the tribesmen
And wire him a message
Forgetting makes things easy
The wellspring painting totems
To stand under the hours
A gossamer pile of thorns
Missing our heads
Missing our arms
Missing everything
We’ve wanted to be
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Don’t mean to sound impassive
But that’s the way I feel
I’ve established it already
That there is no appeal
Sitting docile by your screen
Your identity’s absorbed
Like ultra violet rays
You’ve established it already
There’s nothing more to say
You’re a fucking vegetable
Numbed by the quiet light
Of a glowing cathode tube
As moths we’ve gathered humbly
And sit like we’re stuck in glue
This isn’t a brave new world
Or 1984
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Dinosaur Age
03:35
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The dinosaurs left their ashes
We stick them in our cars
To drive us to the movies
Or shop for shit we need
But don’t have cause we ran out
The neighbor he came over
Wishing life would set adrift
Into the ocean
To bad it only soils the clothes
We need simple diversions
To slip on over our skin
Well I’d love to but it causes cancer
If the math is right
The only familiarity
Greets us without promise
So let’s go to school
To wear a tie
To buy a car
Reading the newspaper
Will leave a crater
Impacting our minds
The dinosaurs left their ashes
We stick them in our cars
To drive us to the movies
Or shop for shit we need
But don’t have cause we ran out
If there were something worth believing
Would it be worth our time
To sell a piece of anything
Maybe only time can tell
If there were something left believing
Would it be worth our time
To sell a piece of anything
Maybe only time can tell
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Something Shifting
02:06
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The Tesseract
03:18
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Surfaces run like rivers
Through the clouds forming rainbows
Turning toward a passive snow fall
To groom remains of the foundation
Below the water lies a submarine
On an island never far
From the wasteland which distends
From the belly of a starving child
Forms collide to collect
Dead souls in the off-season
How would you like a tour?
How would you like a tour?
I’d remember your number
If you gave it to me
At the time when strangers meet
Buy the swimming pool
At the time when strangers meet
Buy the swimming pool
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January
09:22
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January, January
The sky turns pink with the light of the sun
The days grow cold and the nights grow long
January, January
Use in moderation or it will run out
Then we will be left in January
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Take a Step Away
04:01
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Take a step away
Tell me what you see
They only left a shell
Washed up on the shore
I cannot believe
Raised up on your wings
Trying to escape
Things you cannot see
Things that are not real
No matter how you feel
You cannot make them be
I do not believe
The lion is put to rest
The angel begins to fade
The eagle has been drawn
The bull retired today
Now take a step away
Tell me what you see
Everything outside
Is left to live free
The old man has gone away
Locked behind the door
He shut himself away
To return again no more
Take a step away
Tell me what you see
They only left a shell
Washed up on the shore
I cannot believe
Raised up on your wings
Trying to escape
Things you cannot see
Things that are not real
No matter how you feel
You cannot make them be
I do not believe
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Fall as One
03:26
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Love is the space between the loneliness
I can live in hope but I don’t feel like trying
Lose everything you feels worth saving
Why bother to try when you know you won’t succeed?
Love is the space between the loneliness
I can live in hope but I don’t feel like trying
Lose everything you feels worth saving
Why bother to try when you know you won’t succeed?
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Channel Zero
01:53
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And the bug lights
Call to me
Standing here
Still below the trees
The sidewalks below my feet
Are cracked from their neglect
Filling squares in the this
Crossword puzzle we call life
Maybe it would make
A great sitcom or two
Groomed lawns and television sets
Tuned into each living room
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Joan was a Centipede
02:30
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This isn't permanent
Have the hands stopped crawling?
With an arctic movement
Where the river runs to zero
While at the same time flowing
To veil our destination
The bitter fruit of numbers
Has taken root in my mind
Finding the garden frozen
Closing the route of escape
Direction bent by orbit
Remains glued to our perception
Repeating a single function
Grinding everything to tears
This isn't permanent
Have the hands stopped crawling?
With an arctic movement
Where the river runs to zero
While at the same time flowing
To veil our destination
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God is a Satellite
04:23
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Speaking backwards from the inside
Outside walls harden
The small of your happiness
Leads to a kitchen sink
And refrigerator repairman
Seeking lost artifacts
The movies he watched when he was a boy
Below the parapets of his castle
God is a satellite
Watching me masturbate
Counting the days from when I was born
And a million directions to go
Travel through streets once under water
Echo the visions in futurist platitudes
Across angled stairways reflecting the breezes
Letting out parakeets
That died of insanity
Put me to sleep with a full bladder
Ants on the pavement caught in the stitches
Cracked open skulls fallen from statues
Nailed under ferments wrapped up in plastic
Give me good nature
Put everything over your head
Where the satellites are
Looking down on you
And the aliens are watching you
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Vacation in Pompeii
03:07
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Draw and quarter our uncle
Sleeping below the pyramids
Wobble the action figures
Called into action
To fight for convenience stores
Parrots regurgitate bombs
That farmers plant in fields
The nations should be quadriplegic
So they don't have the might
The right to bear arms
Vacation in Pompeii
Plus the coming attractions
Theme park rides to dull our senses
With a happiness that incinerates
Incinerates our cities
Incinerates our bones
Let archeologists discover our remains
Like a vanishing act on a vaudeville stage
The expense is paid
The investment neglected
Because samurai
Are worth more weight in gold
Then libraries with all of their knowledge
Unless they mark the pathway
The pathway to treasure
They call themselves leaders on an expedition
But lead us in circles in search of the trail
They call themselves leaders on an expedition
But lead us in circles in search of the trail
Vacation in Pompeii
On the day of its destruction
The curtain will fall with many applause
Let's bid farewell to this place
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Zero Plus Zero
04:51
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Zero plus zero equals the same as everything
No part is greater or less than the sum of anything
I quit the day I began, I quit my very first day
I worked there only one day, one very long long day
It doesn’t matter which road we take
'Cause every way is wrong
The wrong way to our destination
The wrong means to the wrong end
The whole world is a junkyard on which we spin backwards
We’re only an asteroid, one where life began
Why then is it so complex or maybe I’m wrong
Or maybe I’m just to simple, to simple to comprehend
Zero is the answer to everything in the end
But nothing ever ends it only begins again
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Registration Index Card
01:27
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SFUStudios Taipei, Taiwan
SFUStudios is composed of various studio projects, spanning a diverse catalogue of musical genres including: Indie Rock, Progressive Rock, Ambient, Electronic, Psychedelic Rock, Jazz, Goth, Industrial, Doom, Grindcore and Metal.
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