1. |
Slow
05:22
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Saleman dislpayed his fine machines
The first fit in my hand and sparkled wondrously
I agreed it felt lighter than a feather
And my arms were floating and my head was ready to explode
Minutemen marching by my distorted mind
The hour’s moving way too slow
He placed a second machine in my hand
It was dense and heavy and I sunk into my feather bed
Paralyzed I just couldn’t move a muscle
So he picked my pockets and wrapped the cash in cellophane
Minutemen marching by my distorted mind
The hour’s moving way too slow
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2. |
Blown To Kingdom Come
03:26
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A wrinkle in time
Was your favorite read
Pinball arcades
Fulfilled my dreams
She kissed my nose
On tiptoes
We channel surfed
The late late shows
Aeon Flux
On MTV
Some Shezwuan spice
And rich curry
We lost the remote
Nowhere to be found
The volume knob
Distorts the sound
A mattress was thrown
Down on the floor
We grabbed a fan
And spray bottle
One hundred degrees
Down on my knees
I played for you
You prayed for me
Oh where have you gone
Blown to kingdom come
A walk in the park
Enjoying the breeze
I carved her name
Into these trees
We lost the time
Nowhere to be found
Fell from the clouds
And hit the ground
A wrinkle in time
Was your favorite read
Pinball arcades
Fulfilled my dreams
She kissed my nose
On tiptoes
I smile again
And she explodes
Oh where have you gone
Blown to kingdom come
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3. |
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Instrumental
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4. |
The Acceleration Of Time
04:40
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In Wales
They can’t afford to sail
upon rough summer seas
We broke in leather heels
Beneath psychedelic trees
And swarms of happy bees
The stones
Survived two thousand years
Upon lush verdent fields
We stopped to smoke some hash
Soon we’ll be old and daft
Our bodies burned to ash
We bow down again
Time, it always wins
We drove
And often we were lost
On upaved unnamed lanes
The trees were canopies
And lead to hidden beach
We dove into the sea
We bow down again
Time, it always wins
The acceleration of time
In Wales
There’s farmers raising sheep
It rains most every day
They laugh and speak in tongues
Leave worries to the young
We all must fade away
We bow down again
Heads all made of tin
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Instrumental
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6. |
Arthropoda Lepidoptera
04:59
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She is the one with the peach blossom tangled surprise
Dragon silk tapestries floating around butterflies
Running through
All we knew
Past the day
On to you
I’ve transversed time for you
Carried the world for you
Only to take you away
Woken from sleep for you
Gathered these thoughts for you
Only to take you away
Graceful crane lead the way
Seasons go fluttering by
I wonder why
Running through
All we knew
Past the day
On to you
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7. |
The Family Timekeeper
04:16
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The mantelpiece clock was her Grandfather’s
She knew the face just as if it was her’s
Her fingers touched the key she always wore
For winding up the family timekeeper
Tension set the coiled springs inside
Set for alarm her lips were parted wide
What seemed a moment, not one minute more
Before she knew it’d been ten hours or so
She sped to town through forgotten back roads
Late from watching lucid episodes
The shopkeeper was just about to close
She caught his eye
He liked her painted toes
The morning sun crept in through wooden blinds
The mantelpiece clock had run out of time
She dropped the key casually on the floor
Then dreamed about the family timekeeper
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8. |
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Instrumental
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9. |
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We drive in circles
We won’t be here for long
Descend untethered
To your opus latest fall
The sullen devil
He loves to tell us all
We’re empty vessels
In the end it’s all for naught
Some find love
Some find luck
Some lose touch
We drive in circles
We won’t be young for long
Ascend untethered
To your hopeless fated loves
The fallen angel
He loves to tell us all
We’re passing shadows
In the end it’s all for naught
Some find love
Some find luck
Some lose touch
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10. |
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Instrumental
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11. |
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Money is black
Money is red
Money goes straight to your head
Money can break
Money can burn
Money can make you concerned
Money is fast
Money is greed
Money shapes all of your dreams
Money can save
Money can buy
Money can really make you cry
Hands in pockets I step through the door
Standing in line at our favorite store
I’ve got two cents and it’s just enough for
The happiness vending machine
Money can win
Money can lose
Money can loosen your noose
Money is stacked
Money’s evil
Money is dressed to kill
Money is rich
Money is cold
Money is fun to hold
Money’s easy
Money is hard
Money can really make you a star
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12. |
Twelve
05:11
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One o’clock it started
She was born into the world
A palindrome
We called her Anna
The atomic clock pronounced her day
Two o’clock electric
The affair was marked
With joyous ritual
And celebrations
She emitted sparks of energy
Three o’clock prevision
Great memories from the hour before
Had taught anticipation
For the ritual to come again
Four o’clock inquiry
Are we getting close?
How long is there to go?
Can it be further?
We must surely be there, shouldn’t we?
Five o’clock conclusion
The grand celebrated ritual was done
The dream was over
And the next one seemed so far away
Six o’clock was pleasant
Then the seventh hour arrived without delay
Or expectation
And the eighth hour played in stereo
Nine o’clock flew by her
She remembered the last ritual
Like it’d passed moments ago, then
The ten o’clock tolling began
Eleventh hour anxiety
She surrounds herself with cheerful friends
But then sleep wins her over
And at twelve o’clock
The music ends
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13. |
White Caps In The Wind
08:13
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Instrumental
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14. |
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In the city of London
Below the churches and courtyards
Our bodies staked to the places
Where all the others are buried
In the churches of London
Plaster falls from the alcoves
We light a couple of candles
The saints are quiet above us
Young lady across the sea
Builds castles on her knees
Young lady across the sea
Comfortably walks the beach
Young lady under the sea
She comforts me
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On the seaside
Of the well to do
With cloche hats and
Cake eater suits
She wasn’t able
She wasn’t fine
She’s found a one way trip
Back through time
A jar of moonshine
A yard of wine
A toast to good time girls
And Charlie’s fine
He had her lay down
Upon his cloak
She tossed her strange hair
And then she spoke
I can see every little thing through you
On the wrong side
Where the ne’er do wells
Roll their bones and
Shuffle shells
He kissed her hand and
Tipped his bowler hat
She laughed her strange laugh
And that was that
I can see every little thing through you
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16. |
Album Side A
17:43
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17. |
Album Side B
22:05
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18. |
Album Side C
19:41
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19. |
Album Side D
16:52
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