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begging
01:26
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If there is no excuse left
Everything blaring like the sun!
If there’s no hope what can I do
Sight from light burning mind out
I’m crying out, to break out
To buzz and disappear, nothing but air
How the stars shrink from my eyes!
Everything is changing and falling
Suddenly and unexpectedly
Yourself old wrinkled and dying
A toothless smile hazy eyes familiar and distant
The earth damp and calling, cool
Before the frost, the silence, the still peace
I miss you.
The moon
Silver behind winter clouds
The air crisp. Dry
Tree bone fingers arching across,
Begging! To touch the sky
Everyone has their breaking point
And is this it? The coughing in the distance, is it my soul dying? Answer me!
I will get down on my knees, if I have to I’ll bow my head
If I could pray, I would
Whatever needs to be done. If it’s only pain I can take it
If there’s no goal, I quit.
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electric self
00:59
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They say a line goes straight and then it curves
It’s one way and it’s different
In medical science they’re
Healing the electric aura around the body, understand this!
The patients, no longer
Need morphine, to sleep
Healing the electric self
‘I sing the body electric!’
Coming to a better
Understanding
Of our self, and our existence
Are we clueless, and aimless, are we hopeless?
For certain there’s no stopping this.
What is presence?
To feel motion and stillness?
Over and over in my head, is this nonsense is this dead
Sliding on the bubbles edge- the curve of the universe
And all the time simultaneous and coexistence
The reality of life and the infinite
If in all the harshness there is the eternal in your eye
It is in your piece of Soul
And with music electric we can experience it
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desert night
01:12
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Like a shooting star and like the wind it’s gone
Stepping on a nail to procreate hope
To break through and acknowledge
who saw the shooting star
in line, silver white, light
Like air through me
There is magic in this world friend
I have seen it.
I have danced with it, talked and laughed with it
cried and killed with it died an infinite times
with it
I beg to loosen these ancient fettered lips
And once again speak fluently the language of life
Sand yellow green yellow gray
Twisted and knobby trees flat and rocky dry earth,
curved dunes moving like a woman
Her sand cloth blowing in the wind.
Sheep cattle camel dust bitter bush
hot and white heavy light,
The wash gush of wind currents
dust devils and cactus bloom
Camel bells in the night hobbled and wandering
ringing in crystal glass vapor
A giant gray/black ooze of planets and stars
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without jury
00:35
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Why are you still breathing
What is reality to you
Is it the office
Is it the warehouse
Is it the reservation or ghetto
Can you see beyond this
Can you place yourself in the right perspective
What is the aim of your life
None, then why bother?
Is it just instinct- Survive
Is it a routine, is it a ceremony
Can you give life, can you take it
Will you live it or lose it
You just might die today
You’re laughing- but, someday
You shit the bed
Excuses leak out your head
When you meet –
The eternal mirror
Your eyes wide- your eyes!
Your life the judge
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fanshen means fuck you
00:37
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Having to leave/lose people
Being forced to choose, for your futures best
Trying/wishing- trying to lie and wish reality different- willing to?
Someday can we get through this?
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If Osama goes away
We got Saddam, hooray!
The Russians are gone
But the Chinese are game
There’s the good and the bad
There’s the yes and the no
You’re with us or against us
And by god! You’ll love or fear us
Respect for self
Respect for others
Responsibility for all your actions
Binary cut and dry
For your weary computer mind
Email my palm pilot
And call my cell
Someday somehow, we’ll get through this
Someway we’ll make our schedules meet
Respect for self
Respect for others
Responsibility for all your actions
Do I love you do I care?
I don’t know the system’s down
Respect for self
Respect for others
Responsibility for all your actions
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turnpike song
00:04
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Hey, you!
Motherfucker!
Left lane is for fucking passing!!
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late hot night
02:29
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Late hot night, I want to cry beyond words
Into this empty liquid black
Drowning in a dog fight, snarling silver night
Concrete cool, I’m going to take a walk
Almost-
Echoes ripple, endless mirrors, windows, smoke fires,
Back in the corner along the wall
Cats’ eyes above and behind you, prey!
Cold noise, papers plastics movement
Greasy golden lanterns glow outlines and black shadows
Infiltrate and be smart, Positive self-less goal
Change and action, immediate and long term
We need teachers and scientists
We need policemen and women
We need active neighborhoods
An active populace and elected representatives
And always always more inventors and artists
We need every little piece
We need you to contribute something, anything
We need a vision to work towards
You’re life’s worth more than you think
Just stop for one damn second and you’ll see
There are beautiful hints of hope in every single smile
Down every back alley way and running wild
Over every broken wall in moonlight or sun
A second when the guard is forgotten
And emptiness is no longer complete
There is warmth in concrete
Even there, up the stairs, past the shops, and into the shadows
Distant eyes and flickering smiles
This is the begging
This is the getting down and praying
If we accept the poverty and pain
There we’ll only be more poverty and pain
Little punk rockers and hip hoppers
It’s one thing to talk it’s another to act
There are a million reasons why you can’t
And so few why you should
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and this is it
01:04
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I know what a hangover feels like
and this isn’t it.
This is two hands squeezing my temples together
I know what smoke confusion feels like
And this isn’t it.
This is Abraham’s son staring up
And asking,
What kind of a fucking world is this
I know what angle dust feels like
And this isn’t it.
This is my brain twisting and writhing
And there is no forgiveness
And there is no understanding
And there is no mercy
I know what depression feels like
I know what two vice grip hands squeezing Abraham’s son’s head until he’s twisting and writhing feels like
And I know what an addiction is
I know what painful yesterday and today and please no more tomorrow feels like
And there is no forgiveness
And there is no understanding
And there is no mercy
And there is no peace
And this, is it
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grasp
01:03
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I feel it slipping out of my grasp
The world’s spinning and I’m dizzy
Hands on my head steady
Grab it in my palm- run run
Power in my hand- gun gun
You cause trouble, you repress
Rules are for order, you break them
I need you- I hate you
You deserve respect- power corrupts
You need me- you fear me
Placed ourselves- on opposite sides
We can act selflessly and compassionate
In a crisis we act human
And then it’s animal again
Survival games, social games- honesty!
Now how can I trust anyone?
You’re on that side and I’m here
Face in face, conflict and struggle
How can you keep your mind clear?
As the world burns all around you
We’re in the circle turning
Arms locked and anger set
Who’ll be the first to let go
Can you give up anger- look objectively
Fuck you- you’re pushing me
And fuck you- you’re pushing me
So now we’re locked- in a fight
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bad luck
02:06
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He was the first one killed when the trouble started.
He was such a nice boy, a little crazy in the head, though not bad
He worked for me around the house
I gave him food and one rupie a week
Imagine that, one rupie and he was able to live off that
I asked him where he lived
He told me up on the roof of our building
I asked him if he would like to live with my family
But you have to keep yourself clean, I told him
He said sure, ok
But then he wouldn’t take anything from me
He said how can I take your money when you give me food and a place to stay
He went out that night to visit a friend
I told him to please come back because my daughters,
Who were very fond of him, would be upset,
He said ok but when he was ready to come back,
His friend said not to go that there would be trouble
He had to go, or his little sisters would be crying for him
He didn’t come back that night and I didn’t think much about it
Then it was two, then three days, and I began to worry
It was on the third day that his friend sent the news
Soldiers shot him for breaking the curfew
She, who had lost her husband, raised her boys and girls
Who is strong
Turned her head to the side
Her eyes unfocused said,
And so some luck is bad
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come that day
01:22
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I dream I create I want only to find my life’s purpose
Come that day- you die alone, the truth tears you open
Wide
It’s unpatriotic to question, obey thy father
I’m omniscient and all-powerful, you’ve got to have faith
Under which god and why? And the culture that comes with it
Which mommy and daddy should I listen to?
A senator from Georgia doesn’t say ‘under god’
What’s scarier, the issue or the frantic excuses?
A separation of church and government?
God bless Asubtlychristian state
So much like a mother and father
So much like helpless children
We’ve conquered the world and lost ourselves
-with unprecedented wealth
So do we force and push?
Do we create our own religion?
I’ve got my own mind and my own beliefs!
And I will respect yours too
Problems solutions, misunderstanding evolution
It’s a cold world, I can only hold myself
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cold thing
01:01
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Dangerous thing on my back, run!
Silent breathe of blind night
Rustle movement eyes on me,
Running, sensing my fear- hunted
Some jungle some open land running hysterical
Dripping hot blood steaming
The scent powerful
Adrenaline energy burning nauseous
The body screaming !!!!!!
The thing is closer
Quick hot breath moist- frozen neck
The touch is coming, moment
Turning turning, it’s behind
Sensing it now, shadow in shadow
Everything you feared
It’s all true,
The truth is a lie and you knew
Now!
It assaults your mind
Exposes you wide and blinding
Helpless! Completely powerless
Pain beyond physical, silence
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socrates 101
00:25
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Education with a blueprint
Formula for thought
Something to get through
Self-knowledge and purpose lost
Socrates fix me a drink
Tonight we get drunk and stumble into the haze
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Teachers refusing tests, a job with no responsibility
Teachers as underpaid babysitters
Teachers as cannon fodder
Repetition and obedience to a system
What’s the purpose
Students forgotten
If you were taught and know nothing
Quiz yourself!
Books and parts supply
Control their energy, direct and divert
For what end and what improvement?
Has evolution ended? Has it!?
Teach me the newest findings
Physics Biology Energy
What impact do they have, how do they effect truth
Let’s find out what knowledge is
Not being taught- learning
Empty page
Fill the book and leave all the sentences unfinished
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socrates seminar 403
00:25
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Did he just sing about school
What’s he getting at, that silly old fool
Imagine if school was interesting
If it challenged you to improve yourself
If your mind was yours to discover
If the limits were only yours
So how should it be
Structured and left free, to grow
It’s necessary to learn to read, to subtract and add
But if you come away with nothing else
Where does that leave you, lead you?
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There are too many damn people in this world
Like rats in a cage we’re killing ourselves- distracted /numb in our acceptance
Fear of death and the need to continue the process
The strongest animal survives this
Even with education we’re led to dependence
If that child’s bad you better suspend them
If that child’s good they’ll own them
If the adult is strong a social system to fight them
And what is fighting?
Is it as easy as with your fists?
Is it as hard as improving yourself and the world all around you?
And knowledge doesn’t just come from a book
And more than anything I’ve learned to question, and look
There is a place inside that is right, find it!
What is it that taught you your limitations?
And still we feed, fuck, fight breed
Slow and painful almost begging for an end
And still we feed and fuck, spread
More rats more rats we’re bloated and fat
This house is full of rats
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november
01:57
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You know,
We can do so much better.
We were meant to
It’s not our fault
It’s not yours
It’s theirs.
We are the victims
We deserve,
We deserve more
Ok
Just a little higher
This time,
We’ll do it correct
We’ll do it right
With god on our side-
We can only be just,
And the world
Will look toward us
Towards our power
And greatness
And righteousness.
And it will stand in awe!
Alright
Now straighten it out
Very straight-
Yes
Palms down
Give us the chance
Give us the power
To do what you want
What you need
Let us set things right
Let you live your life
The way you were meant to
The way we should
The way we all should
Good
Now with your arm
Pointing up and out
Stand straight- stare straight
Now together
Cheer
Chant
Sieg Hiel! I tell you
Sieg Heil! This is a great day
Sieg Heil! For our country
Sieg Heil! For our way of life
Sieg Heil! For you.
Sieg Heil! Thanks to you
Sieg Heil! Democracy
Sieg Heil! Has been given a chance
Sieg Heil! Has been given a rebirth.
Sieg Heil! This is a victory for us-
Sieg Heil! For America!
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control everyday
00:49
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Hunger pain everyday
Empty hollow and weak everyday
With no hope there is no hope
Every god damn fucking day!
How long could you live like this?
How long before you fought to destroy this?
Your theories are so interesting and the arrogance and conviction soothing
I couldn’t give a fuck about your politics!
There is only one law. Survival.
Concrete bed sucking my life dust
I will take any hand that pulls me up
Power and control- or be controlled
How long would you wait?
I can’t wait another day
I won’t.
One day your eyes’ ignorance
Four planes, empty looks to be filled,
Energy released
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doubters & haters
00:47
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This-
For the doubters and haters
This tree waving.
The whispering in the warm air
Is nothing less than an invitation
Addressed solely to you
Are you brave enough to admit it…
To understand It’s meaning
The branches and leaves call you
Ask you
To come stand along side
For beyond the tree- just past your vision
A sunset waits for you
And for you- the doubters and haters
It has saved all It’s finest colors,
The colors that none could name
They wait to see you, and you them
They wait to love you- and you them
They wait to dance and dazzle heavenly, magically
For you- and only you
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chapel
01:14
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the chapel in the hospital, dark dimly lit down a hallway.
an old woman in bathrobe wheel chair sitting and staring
her hair greasy and unwashed.
tired. alone. looking to find something.
a friend long forgotten nearby
they helped to get here
a smile, greeting after time
a long time, where everything is forgiven
we were all young once
we laughed innocent in the sunshine
laughing
old nuns like distant aunts from the mid-west,
lives sacrificed and lives dedicated
mother teresa, prophet compassionate one
in her arms, bloody broken and rotting
healing and comforting into death.
reporter- I wouldn’t do that for all the money in the world.
her- neither would i.
a woman from southern europe in kolcutta.
silence a light by the alter.
the cross in the background.
Disinfected cold tile.
stethoscope.
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kulsuma
00:43
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she swing sings and says
it all wild crazy, and dances through my head
she’s full of the strangest things
and it radiates everywhere
making the air around her
unreal
her eyes have an ancient curve,
they are centuries of memories.
she is love I never had
but came close enough to hurt
and everytime, everytime
she walked into my being
and smiled
throwing everything into confusion and awkwardness
she seems familiar, as if from somewhere
leaving hints, in her walk
in her smile in the movement of her head
in the pure white energy, instant-
hidden in the center-most blackness of her eyes
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flying
02:12
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Flying an infinite mile into the sun, the future.
Looking/rising into the candle flame
A rapid chemical change, heat produced
Movement, futures uncertainty
Action and the strength determination
Pulled flowing directed light
Event horizon
Struggle survival, love/hope
The future’s uncertainty, beaten and torn inside out
A churning twisting love/hope
This beat! This beat, this energy
This desire, this love/hate electric fire
Sacred fire burning the future’s uncertainty
To tear the skin/shell
Opened and exposed with nothing between us
To get out and free from this hope
To live in time
Exhausted and bored of our lies, this fucking numbing
And the self-heart asks only for expression, communication
Static crackling
As to where am I, or going
In this moving present overhead and threatening, social prison
Insecurity guard
This feels so much and with time how to see it,
The knowing tug hinting with subtle breaths
Oh wild man praised, scream and we’ll talk madly
With this tune who knows the creation to have
If there’s circles and circles where couldn’t we be
And finally I need to see- to say
A howling without option
Waves, three sets of seven, the ocean
Against my ears, a melody washing eroding moving building
A funny story for some hell and paradise
A choice a decision, the present process
Incessantly haunting humming boundary
This is feeling this is eternity, unbelievably
It’ll break you down and make you cry
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the water
01:12
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Starving dogs starving children, paradise
Palm trees, a silent beach
Chaos patterns in the sand
Death the edge, present
A fishing community on the shore
Live.
Raids
Suddenly shattered, going to a new community
Strange ceremonies, strange scenes
Strange faces in the firelight
Smell taste touch overload
Unreal, imaginary
Uncertain youth, running hunting on the rocks
Late afternoon, the water the sun, the water.
Everything, everything changed forever
The tide out, puddles of blue on white
Fires, celebrations late into the night
Dancing, stars everywhere and the silence outside the circle
Endless rumble
A drunken engine running on itself
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answer
00:35
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Sweet tear drop of youth
Sunrise with friends
Lie- it ends
Lie- it doesn’t
Invented punk rock
Hip-hop and graffiti
Something changed
There is more
Art and life procreate
Break and flow, a river
Energy is eternal, energy is eternal
Something now everything later
No matter what this is it
This piece and forever
This is beyond price
This moment, this moment our chance
Where to go and how
If you can’t see the importance of this moment in history,
Can you see a damn thing
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