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For some time I’ve wrestled with this average appetite
Not really sure I’ve been getting what I need to be fed
Then there’s those who seem to be all as advertised
I wonder if they just took what was offered instead
If they said I am not very interesting
I wouldn’t be surprised if I’m agreeing for a time
Until I hear their lives and their own narratives
Then instead of questioning mine, I realize
The pains of being average is more punk and true
Then a sad, then a sad and twisted storyline
Interesting is very uninteresting it is very interesting
Interestingly I’m not very interested to be very interesting
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Naysayer
05:13
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You want it not because you want it
You want it just because I have it
You coddle meaningless self pauses
And covet their power to sedate
Your purpose is disguised as helpful
But confusion comes haunting in menace
Everything is already inside here
Naysayer
You build faith that doesn’t expire
Your intent will backfire naysayer
Confident I have the long term win
You keep the short term one naysayer
Everything is already inside here
Naysayer
Confident I have the long term win
You keep the short term one and heres more
For you, for you, and you, and you
Everything is already inside here
Naysayer
You cannot (can never) take it away
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Eager Loading Misfit
03:07
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How much land
Does one man need
At what point
Is it enough
Should you take
The next hillside
Reach the bluff
Or valley lake
You eager
Loading misfit
Simplify
You’ll fill it in later
How much more
insult gets bared
When do you
say that’s enough
Will the chase
Of more numbers
Even change
your position
You eager
Loading misfit
Simplify
You’ll fill it in someday
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Doe
03:24
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Your ivory hair lies fine and still
Gently, quietly in place
It loves your bohemian, forlorn eyes
Delighted to be it’s heavenly crown
When you reminisce on your vision
A baroque quartet begins
Roots are plucked like harpsichords
In successive wave patterns
Didn’t I tell you how precious you were
Didn’t I tell you white doe
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Today was 36
Tonight it's 14
Tomorrow 37
With a low of 15
You were 38
Then your 16
I don’t mind
A difference of 20 degrees
I just want to be
In my bed with you
In my sleepwear
Underneath the quilt
You turned to my side
I turned to you too
In the night it dropped
A difference of 20 degrees
I read we radiate
Every day and night
And when the inputs gone
The radiation still goes on
Today was 36
Tonight it's 14
Tomorrow 37
With a low of 15
You were 38
Then your 16
I don’t mind
A difference of 20 degrees
It still goes on
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You’re saying sometime
But sometime isn’t anytime at all
I waited expectantly
For you to come back
I imagined recklessly
The heady lilac
Last time it was too cloying
We went for a walk
You didn’t want to impose
It wasn’t a shock
Your subtext is sublime
Here comes the cannonball
You’re saying sometime
But sometime isn’t anytime at all
I’m a passion believer
With byzantine heart
I’m an overachiever
You’re taking apart
Your subtext is sublime
Here comes the cannonball
You’re saying sometime
But sometime isn’t anytime at all
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We are, we are made for meaning
We create things and fill them with meaning
We are workers of worth splitting at the seams
We are meaning machines and we’re meant to be seen
We are
We are
Meaning Machines
We’re spending our life looking for more life
Searching for one we already have
We’re so far out to sea we can’t even be seen
We don’t want to believe, but we sure are missing it
We are
We are
Meaning Machines
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The Printer's Mark
03:48
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There's an ornate mark on the page
Engraved with detail and promise
The pressure applied was perfect
Leaving a lasting impression
Anyone could see
The day it was left and its meaning
Imbued with a fathers care
It was confidence unearned
You’re not yours
You’re not yours
You bear the printer's mark
In the beginning or at the end
It’s a piece of it all
Imbued with a fathers care
It was confidence unearned
You’re not yours
You’re not yours
You bear the printer's mark
It's the dolphin on the anchor
The dome on the rock
Shields on a branch
An image of Mount Vernon
You’re not yours
You’re not yours
You bear the printer's mark
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Retainer
04:17
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He was honestly crooked
More than rough he was jagged and piercing
A mass of unsorted papers
Littered with bills and unlove letters
He was a full drawer
You’d never find what you knew must be in there
All you could do was dig
Through pins, & scissors and red rubber monsters
As much as he could
He’d twist the story to be about him
Why she was unaware
Was unimportant and undeserved
His obnoxious quips
Were sound pollution
Unmusical ruptures
No one called him out
Why did she stay
and pay all his bills
She put herself on eternal retainer
He’s straightening out and needs to retain her
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10. |
Churn Child Churn
04:34
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Agitate
Contain
Stir it up
Enclose
Churn child churn
Spin sun spin
Disconcert
Restrict
Fabricate
Hem in
Toss about
Hold tight
Again and
Again
Churn child churn
Spin sun spin
Intelligence withholding engineers muscle
Give me that
Take it back
Another
No more
Churn child churn
Spin sun spin
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11. |
All The Traps Are Set
03:18
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Crawl into the trap
You won’t hear the snap
Just push forward some
It’ll be over swiftly done
You trusted the treats
Spread out at your feet
They were simple bait
You went for it straight
You figured out how
To get around it just now
Exploiting the flaws
While avoiding the jaws
What if I’m trapped
What if I’m stopped
What if I was cut down
All the traps are set
Have some courage yet
Don’t be intimidated
Your guide is activated
All the traps are set
Have some courage yet
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12. |
We Wend Our Way Slowly
01:50
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Before the mountain picked up its hills and walked away
Before the garden raised its hands to the sky and dropped all its fruit
Before the shore told the waves it no longer wanted to be touched
Before the street decided it would champion compassion
Before the hemispheres chose to invert and became cradles
Before dark carried away light and tucked it back into her star
Before beauty gave up and walked out with nothing but time
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Dolansky San Francisco, California
Dolansky’s sound is intimate, haunting, witty and heart-wrenching. An American version of a European Leonard Cohen with
hints of Matt Berninger of The National and Steve Kilby of The Church.
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