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Ideas Take Shape
01:36
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in the night, ideas take shape
hold them, mold them in dreams
in the morning they will greet you
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2. |
There Was a Lake
01:48
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in the middle of the forest, there was a lake
people would drive for miles to be there
and drink their beer, and rejoice in merriment
I went to the lake to see for myself
the parallel tracks of the water skis
in the middle of the forest, out on the lake
created from a sick and dying river
dammed by concrete worth a billion dollars
I swam in the lake to feel for myself
the tops of pine trees grabbing my toes
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3. |
Put My Foot in My Mouth
02:44
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Jurassic
Orange County cinema matinee
taught myself to drive a stick
out where the reindeer play
8,000 miles of Pacific
without a single word to say
and all that way just to get so fuckin' sick
then I woke up today
put my foot in my mouth!
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Collapse in Vision
02:07
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so finally I can see
what's going on around me
but was I better off making it up?
blind to everything that was what's up?
so finally I can see
your expressions when you talk to me
expressions of the emotional kind
didn't make a difference when I was blind
collapse in vision
caused collision
so finally I can see
what's going on around me
but was I better off making it up?
blind to everything that was what's up?
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5. |
Hey Now, Desert Sky
02:41
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hey now, desert sky
what you got going, and why?
what you got going?
hanging out under the dome
summons a memory of home
what you got going?
hey now, big desert sky
what you got going tonight?
what you got going?
hanging out under the moon
coming, the morning, too soon
what you got going on?
hey now, desert sky
what you got going, and why?
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Solo Wanderer (Alt)
03:08
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I'm a solo wanderer
And in 45 minutes I'll be back again
Where I began at the root
Of the chord
See me tap into the life force
See me speak with god
See me thrill the broads
With my 45 minute monster jam
I'm a solo wandering man
In arenas of darkness
I take my hand and I stroke
The neck of my adoring fans
I'm a solo mastermind
With electric prowess
I leave behind the material world
For a new space and time
See me tap into the spotlight
See me speak with Jesus Christ
See me work my sexual vibe
With my hour long psychedelic thunder jam
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7. |
There Is No Home
02:59
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all my stories seem to start
with waking up at home
the southern light coming in
and I flew thousands of miles away
to visit a place like home
the southern stars bringing it
every day is another choice
to go outside or stay home
there's nothing like going out
there's nothing like staying in
last night I fell deep into bed
and closed my eyes and dreamed of home
there is no home
and I flew thousands of miles away
to visit a place like home
the southern stars bringing it
last night I fell deep into my bed
and closed my eyes and dreamed of home
there is no home
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