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Every Day Is a Torch
04:42
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Storm the beach
Vacuum the sand
Devine the mixed intentions of the confidence man
Never sleep for days or weeks
Join the outflanked ranks
Of ever-vigilant paranoid freaks
Incinerate the spot where the forest floor creaks
Never speak for days or weeks
Tear apart your house to eliminate the squeaks
Respond to personal slights with nuclear fights
Conquer every corner with detritus from the heights
Walking down the mountain with the word
A technological fix for the problems we invent
Never knew you never know
What you don't know
What you meant
Energy invested on the energy spent
Shot out into the ether when you don't know where it went
A billion gleaming red cents
Hubristic heuristics
Storm the beach
Vacuum the sand
Devine the mixed intentions of the confidence man
Never sleep for days or weeks
Join the outflanked ranks
Of ever-vigilant paranoid freaks
Incinerate the spot where the forest floor creaks
Never speak for days or weeks
Tear apart your house your house to eliminate the squeaks
Walkin down the mountain with the word
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Reprise
06:51
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I thought that I wanted, wanted to be wise
But I never wanted a blessing in disguise
Reprise the springtime
But don't the worlds sing a truer song
That springing eternal is lifelong
Reprise the fall
What would the masters think
But to preach what you practice
Chase the ghost inside the actress
Come face to face to face
With ace to ace to ace
Button up your burdens
Like Sisyphus
Duplicitous
I never knew her
People are fewer and fewer
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Border to Border
09:11
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Pacing up and down
Throw it where it’s found
Now we’re on the run
Lace it up and over
Tear it where it frays
Now we’re on the run
Peak to bow to peak
Trash is when it’s weak.
Now we’re on the run
Pacing up and down
Throw it where it’s found
Now we’re on the run
Lace it up and over
Tear it where it frays
Now we’re on the run
Portal to portal to peace
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Silver Lake
04:59
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There's a psychic earthquake
Goin down over in Silverlake
Heart of darkness
Expectorated in Echo Echo park
Excoriated by meadow larks
Conviviality of the dogs' barks
Pulled under by a bigger shark
Conversion of hope
In a double double take
Heaven knows
It was all I could take
Pulled under by a bigger shark
Stars right here
Close at hand
Land in the water
Melt in the sand
Stars are right here
Close at hand
Fracture the water
Lyin in the sand
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Merchant of Venus
03:55
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The merchant of Venus leads a reclusive life
When he was newly married, he sold off his own wife
Everyone went after him, but never tracked him down
The merchant of Venus ain't never coming back
Selling off Enceladus, inducing heart attacks
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Counter Culture
05:01
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Stumma Iakttagare
02:53
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Tankarna ekar
När marken känns vilse
Frågande, frågande
Stumma, stumma iakttagare
Lista och våta
Grenar i vänta
För att se vilken form de få dagar vi har tar
För att se vilken form de få dagar vi har tar
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Birds of Conscience
05:03
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When all the traffic's ceased
The shades of the trees
The seas of the leaves
Nothing is at peace
You must realize
The captives will be released
All the birds will sing
Desire has no wings
The past is all that clings
To transient beings
Even though it is absurd
Alert the birds
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Multiverse
05:36
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Same as the first
Hard to say it's worse
Better hang on to your purse
Better call the nurse
The one that drives a hearse
But we could be the first
Can we lift the curse?
Tensed and terse
We'll all be reimbursed
With another curse
Fully immersed
Bubble's gonna burst
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A satanic daycare panic
Sweeping a forbidden planet
Amid the threnodies of Coachella
Air-conditioned nightmare stares
New cracks in Greenland's ice shelves
A shambolic frolic
My agent says my metrics are good
That I'm doing everything just as I should
There's only missing opportunities
When you're a killer
You gotta fly by night
Gotta change your mind
Gotta give 'em what they want
Gotta keep 'em on the hunt
But like souls leaking into photographs
Many many many die of exposure
Like creatures specializing to survive
Many many many lose their composure
If we could all become giraffes
And wander wander wander
You can only choose your path
And many many many lead to impasse
When you're a killer...
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Nigh Chaparral Portland, Oregon
Nigh Chaparral was started in Stockholm in the aughts by Jason Breeden (Susurrus Station, Oscilero), Oskar Moberg (Thulebasen) and Sara Johanne (Pikara), tinted by a nostalgia for an imaginary America. It has continued in a similar spirit with others, including Andre Coberly (Night Mechanic), Mae Starr, Monte Trent Allen, Gilles (Rllrbll), and Galen Ballinger (Dumb Balloon). ... more
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