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1. |
What's Wrong
04:40
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When you wake
The old World is gone
But you can't quite tell how
Difference made
With confusion's dawn
You are a stranger now
Love while telling a lie
It's live or die
Give your butcher a kiss
What's wrong with this
When you fall
It settles back down
But you're not who you were
Duty calls
Shadow comes around
A dream will lead to her
Show me your wrists
Think like a con
Practice these sins
Fly like you're on
Mourn for your wits
Step over cracks
Steady your aim
Put me on blast
Waste every day
Murder your past
And feel the way you used to feel
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2. |
X0X0
03:48
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Bones and brains, you scour the field
Brim with hope for truth revealed
Open corpse with empty hand
The hours in fleeting sand
Breathe life into lonely ghosts
Cut the habits from the hosts
Settle into well-known haunts
Deftly refuse what it wants
Turn to Sun for easy sight
To Moon for reflected light
It is a trap
A false X on a map
You Fool
The first number is 0 again
It is your doom
A last word on a tomb
You know
The World came to an actual end
When you almost cease to try
At last you're rewarded by
The result you've long dreamed of
Your King dumb for faithless love
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3. |
Could Be
03:24
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This longing is righteous
It hangs on my breath
I offer my contexts
The ones I have left
Harder than a start
Longer than a line
Truer than a mark
Or a sign
I know this isn't right
I know it isn't right
Maybe it could be
I think it could be
To justify ego
I'd slit my own throat
But then what do we know
Instructed by ghosts
If we can trust ourselves
We'll butcher our own rules
If we can love ourselves
We'll confirm that we're Fools
I reach out and who do I touch but me
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4. |
The Muse
04:57
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Mutually assured destruction
Thus unnecessary introduction
Drawn to worse luck and defunct curses
Placed before the poor Fool's face
Ruled by energies unknown
In ghosts and light and stars and stone
A soul that senses every soul
And a role to fill through force of will
And a veil of sound to wear to work
In fur and bone to know alone
And the burdens, words of courage, and birds
In the theatre of the absurd
And struggle and pity and paradox
And the rock drug as the apostate walks
To purgatory's gate to wait among
The Lovers of which I have sung
Ancient companion
Make yourself to Death
Again and once again
Take for me this breath
Think, feel, say
Arrow
Find this heart here
See, touch, show
Aloft
Make this sin sear
Sing, steal, pray
Apple
Balance like scales
Be, love, know
Atop
Crown and three nails
I'm not naive I know the burden of this proof is on the eyes
Like mine that see the glory of the coming of the rise
Vesting sacred wisdom is a blessing and a task
If you want to hear a question all you've got to do is ask
Gaze into the wonder of perfection in a ring
Devote your every second to the tracing of the wing
Demonstrate some motion for the children of the page
And turn your opus over to the spirit of the age
This is what I had in mind
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5. |
Emperors
03:19
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Oh bliss, Queen, kill me
When I'm composed of lust and confidence
Oh lost dream, still it
When my disgust gets past my ignorance
Beasts we are and why
You trust your hands, not I
I trust the precedent of conquest
Over longing and intent
Preserve my breaths
Within glass vials
For breathers yet to see
And worry not
Your brittle hopes
Any more for symmetry
You may have what you wish from me
I am here for you, of course
But why ever trust the Emperor
For anything but force
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6. |
Silver Girl
03:29
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You are saddened by the madness of the World
As you delight in it
Heartened by the power of the lure
As you rely on it
Princess of the paradox
Priestess of the line
I don't know what you are, bright Star
But I know you are mine
Two hundred and twenty and two
Is a riddle like you
Simple solutions make one feel like a Fool
But when I can find an answer, I do
We can meet the future at hand
Though it's not the one that we planned
Spill the truth out onto the floor
No need for shadows anymore
And I know this is but a dream
But I also know what else is
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7. |
Trick Mirror
03:20
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Obscure this viewer, voyeur see
Incriminate this victim
Disprove the rumor, motive free
And now to contradict him
Mirror trick mirror
Blush in disgrace
Mirror trick mirror
Laugh in my face
Distort this figure, clownish man
Now waddle to your mother
Exalt a stranger, butcher than
The imp who was your lover
Pomp
Scheme pity
Have a nightmare for a while when you are ready
Strip
Brush shoulder
Make a prisoner of desire if you can hold her
Fact
Shill token
Slam the window on the World where you were broken
Sink
Cool scion
There's a plethora of rags for you to try on
Chrome show me this ricochet
The world reversed in your display
Graceful curves to prove grotesque
The visage here, surface expressed
Yet I stepped up and faced my fate
Set to reset or calibrate
When I looked, I saw myself
But I expected something else
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8. |
Absent Blues
04:16
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Hanging tongue from joyful Fool
Take pity for fate is cruel
Satisfied and dead inside
So you have lied to avoid having to choose
Glimmering and swirled is the picture of the World
When you don't have the blues
Bliss is ignorant so heaven sent your skepticism to be risen and with it wisdom
Even when you do believe that peace is something but a dream it seems to cleave like you to need
Then when you're rested must you read until the secrets have been seen
And as you awaken taking pity, smiles were fake, you were mistaken
The supplicant cannot be cogent in his intent or his temperament
Though with open eyes you realize there went your life, a non event
Theorize, what would there be to lose, my love, if you were to refuse
Innocent and cool, will you be that kind of Fool
When you don't have the blues
Like the pity you've taken
Like your folly is sacred
Like a feeling is a tool
Like the journey of the Fool
Chaos ensues but it's old news
When you don't have the blues
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9. |
Chief Among Them
04:56
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They know not what they do
Come to the future
The thing that's inside you
Recalled accuser
Work hard
And take note
Think fast
And watch out
Give up
And buy in
Lift off
And fall down
The mind drinks brutal truth
Candles, they flicker
That hand demands more proof
Sickness is bitter
Chief among them is the doubt in the power
The first sign is the fall of the arrogant Tower
The second sign, incidentally, is the prophet's rise
Calling all the skies to bleed and all of your virtues to die
The third sign looks like Kings on their knees
Fingers will reach just to be cut off in peace
The final sign is the Death of the Sun
That is how it ends when the signs finally are done
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10. |
All This Time
03:13
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Witless matter unfold
Following loss
Complex temper retold
Echoing cause
Damaged object remade
Mimicking fact
Misled affect explained
Answering back
All this time
Reversal displayed
As wisdom arrayed
To place and reveal
These things we must feel
Spiteful service rendered
Succeeding chance
Stifled reflex measured
Replacing past
All this time
Reversal displayed
As wisdom arrayed
To place and reveal
These things we must feel
Reversal displayed
As logic arrayed
To show and make sense
Paradox the fence
Reversal displayed
As beauty arrayed
To open and cage
Spirits of the age
Reversal displayed
As virtue arrayed
To guide and to grow
As much as we know
Time but backward
Hurt obscured
Light that falters
Worse reversed
Love now open
Sent again
Fool
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11. |
The Lovers
03:30
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Be with me
Because I am a good man
But I would be so much more if you took my hand
Be with me
You're the one I turn to
For I am never as good as I am with you
Selfish desire
Sets me afire
But this love could never be wrong
Confidence may
Keep my doubts away
When I've waited for you for so long
To the black of the night
I have prayed for your light
Now that it has been seen
You must know what I mean...so
Do what thou wilt
Though structure is built
Expectation devours you whole
Would you still trust
The tracks in the dust
Now that I've shown the skin of my soul?
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12. |
That Dream
02:26
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Looking pretty ragged
The Prince of miracles
Hunted down empathy
Till he found it
When pools of precedent
Ran like some golden bulls
The thieves were caroling
Out in the shit
I know how it might seem
Walking in on that dream
Feeling bright as static
We sipped imagined tea
And curtains descended
On you and I
They raised a monument
To holy tragedy
And God said it was good
Which was a lie
My therapist was telling me
Everything I wished to hear
And all the nightmares we constructed here
Were whispered in her ear
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13. |
Westward Prayer
03:51
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Yes I want you to notice
That I am working so hard
Sure the earth must be worth it
I can see that you are
Give me a wink
If you hear when I sing how I feel what I think
Show me a sign
If you know in my mind it is you all the time
The boundless sky is blackened nightly
It doesn't matter if you're true
Because belief can make me happy
I will give what I have to you
Yes I want you to feel this
For it appears to be real
If there could be hope for us
We could turn like a Wheel
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