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Music can make meaningless things seem so significant
and I don’t use other ways to say the things I mean because
I know it may not matter that I think you’re magnificent,
but I hope this music makes it seem to you as though it does.
After the words are sung you are the same so this music is worthless and lame.
Nothing I can do is gonna make you wanna take me. What’s the use?
My head and heart are focused on what they think you oughtta do.
It keeps them busy but it also causes me to cry.
Vacant notes need adequate substance to be soldered to them.
God forbid that if we never
met, I wouldn’t have a worthy subject to apply.
I wasn’t gonna think about you today but I broke and I did anyway.
I want you to say something to me but I won’t say what it is.
Recognize the cause of you saying it to me has to be your own free will.
I’ll be chronically down until
you rummage through the stacks of things that you know about me.
Figure out and summon up what you think it might be.
I can’t wait another year to hear it.
Music can make meaningless things seem so significant
and I don’t use other ways to say the things I mean because
I know it may not matter that I think you’re magnificent,
but I hope this music makes it seem to you as though it does.
I wasn’t gonna think about you today but I broke and I did.
Nothing I can do is gonna make you want to take me. What’s the use?
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Trouble Process Report
03:34
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Trouble process report: I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do.
Wet, salty view.
Sound from thought source award: This one better be good - unbelievably good.
Sap Iguaçu.
Ba-da-da dee-dee-dee do-do-do doo-doo-doo-doo
Ba-da-da dee-dee-dee do-do-do doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo
Credit must now be delivered to whom it is due.
You are the one who it goes to. I credit you.
Convince me I wouldn’t be perfectly happy if
you reciprocated.
Tell me it hurts more to lose something great than it
does to just want it real bad but not have it at all.
I’m under it all and I cannot get out for the
life of me. I see no end to the tragedy.
There’s no turning the damn waterfall off.
Future, get a load of this, find a replica,
Hurry to me, Hurry to me, don’t let me worry.
(run)
Future, get a load of this, find a replica,
Hurry to me, Hurry to me, don’t let me worry.
You won’t ever covet less now that you’ve met the
best
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Vasoon
03:03
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(vă-sōōn´) n. An injury or ailment that is beneficial; a blessing in disguise.
I put the ashes of my dog in the core of a doll that I made of myself. I keep it under the floorboards.
No view from above lets to see where I am in under the roof below ceiling inside of the house that I'm in.
I fell a fall that broke open a beneficial compartment - a compartment of noises who
give formulas to me to remedy me; formulas designed to be stories of me - part fiction, mostly non.
Vasoon...
Winter was weak and overstayed its welcome get, go. Summer got gone just as soon as spring marched in, fall came and so bone broke. Bone break
broke skin open. Blood did bleed then. Immediately after injury, recuperation begins to begin.
I've the same hands as my sister and I've the same hands
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Flood
05:12
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Introduction to something: glaze over eyes and ears ring, filled too quickly.
Overflow isn't draining. Flood will demolish all things less you
only spend so much sweat and time being upset about the way that things are.
I won’t take it to the grave. There is no way I will take this thing with me.
Please explain why it was made. I’m not ok with it following me constantly.
It takes up too much space here. I don’t know the day that it will let go of me.
On no day do I wish to wake less I be flanked by you when I do. Gaps between teeth of my rake, they done gone let all the leaves go right through.
Calm down now.
Hands with an understanding: cracks in the bucket will bring puddles and warping and
All that spilled isn’t draining. Flood will demolish all things.
This wishes for that to appeal to fewer of this' senses. No, to all senses of that, this wishes itself to appeal.
Only spend so much sweat and time being upset about the way that things are.
On no day do I wish to wake less I be flanked by you when I do. Gaps between teeth of my rake, they done gone let all the leaves go right through.
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Trade Places
02:44
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Just to even out the score, there is another world where you’re a nelly and I’m straight and you’re the most unhappy guy there is in that whole alternate dimension.
I would die to trade places with my other self for just one day but that would be so unfair to your other self ‘cause I would be dead in a day.
You would think by now I would be tired of adoring you. I’ll never tire from loving you so take that for what it is worth to you and I’ll just keep on.
I would die to trade places with my other self for just one day but that would be so unfair to your other self ‘cause I would be dead in a day.
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The Owner & The Origin
03:25
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Say you’ll spend the winter with a funny kid who wrote a funny song to slow down the speedy settle down of him who he should not have known at all.
Incarnations of a favorite fellow human once more will be manifesting in this bed tonight. Lifeless down made to believe it breathes and loves the owner, stumbling forth, who built the origin a light.
He couldn’t stand the task at hand: unknown command.
With his face all aglow, to himself he said “Where did Antonio go?” and he geared and he girded to press on and press on and press on and press on and press on.
He’s got the guts to not be where he doesn’t belong.
This that I do just won’t do for you what will make harder still to know. Mark it on the eighth set of four weeks to pass with maximum efficiency and grace that I will go.
You needn’t worry ‘bout the fury wielding few ‘cause he’ll climb into that beast of a box and stay in there until he’s rested or at least until comparisons compare to bodies of water and blood to embrace under storm.
Then with all teeth and each fist white-knuckled and clinched, he’ll travel ‘til kissed, bombarded, and cinched. He’d certainly settle for nothing less perfect in form.
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Kursk
05:08
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Stuck in this submarine. These are Russia's finest. 118 of them, 23 still alive.
They can't breathe underwater. Not much can be done.
This one's mom is worried about him growing up too fast is her son, so
himself he stores in his freezer. It's frozen to keep him from looking too old.
"Say goodbye to our friends and our families. I don't want to die. I'm in love and I love my brother."
So why not take me? I don't mind suffocation. I 'd rather be in their shoes. I can't live without loving something but must go on without having it.
So come on, don't bother, save me. I've got so much to get rid of and someone don't wanna take it, so I'll just go on singing:
"Something is wrong. I can't seem to put my finger on it." That's such a load of bullshit.
So today himself, he sat in a box. He was bored and depressed. All he wants is to wither away with those breathless Russian sailors.
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All Of Us
03:39
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Someone came down.
Don’t stop, don’t settle.
End right on time.
Ba ba ba ba…
We stood with sullen fever
I couldn’t see what wouldn’t do
and soon
understood that you shouldn’t be what we pursue
(All of us had done all that all of us could do)
No blame on love receiver
We trained our heart to set too soon
Add the lack of a boon (it kills me)
All of us have done all that all of us can
Do what you want to with this but don’t ignore
this that’s fallen for Whit.
We forgot to make this more uncomfortable to kiss
All of us have done all that all of us can do.
Give him a hard time, make him tough it out,
End right on time.
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Birds Of A Feather
04:52
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Even though I said alright to the birds of a feather, it’s slowly going wrong and strong again. Untie my hands, then we’ll see what kind of man I’m supposed to be.
This unplanned and unwanted state of this has got me thinking we shouldn’t keep communicating.
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Darkening
03:44
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Shadow is darker when what it is casting it is closer to what shadow is being cast onto. Shadow is longer when light shines less perpendicularly on surface they call destination. Darken as much of me as much as you can and I’ll darken as much of you as much as I can. Keep on darkening me while what we cast as we confide stretches out, disappears, and comes back again on the other side. Black and capsized horizon reacher be gone but binds while absent where it was and greets on return and ground at dawn. No, it was there all along and all of my theories were wrong. Look at the moon.
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Imaginary Contracts
02:12
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Fake and golden chronicles, promise me you’re in. Fake and golden chronicles.
Fake and golden between us there were bargains made and
All too often, I feel so dumb.
But you’re not packing up your things; I’ve won this time. You’ll
lay with me and stay here ‘til I’m satisfied.
That might take me ‘til I’m dead.
All too often, I sleep alone
But you’re not leaving now, no, you can’t go until my
Blood stops moving in my veins and arteries.
Maybe not even then.
Fake and golden chronicles, promise me you’re in. Fake and golden chronicles.
I need a shoulder to cry on; I need a chest for my head to lie on.
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The Rot
04:53
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Get out the rot. You’ve got to get steady. Get out, get out, get out, get out!
When it gets bad, I tell you about the pain’s severity
and you always say “It’s not your heart complaining, it’s your brain”
I intend to demonstrate through verse and dexterity
that it’s not a choice to make, and either way, it aches the same.
I’m never wanna suffer this much again, so I’ll sing and I’ll finish and then
I’ll spread all the sounds around; deliver them to everyone and
you’ll know you’re the origin of the vasoon.
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Ian Cooke Denver, Colorado
Ian Cooke is a singer-songwriter who plays cello and piano. He often uses a loop pedal to layer his cello and voice. Over the past 20 years, he has developed a truly original style of music. His influences include classical, pop, film & TV scores, prog-rock, world music, musical theater, and jazz. He was born in Adelaide, Australia, and grew up in Greeley, CO. ... more
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