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Little Girl "X"
04:53
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Little Girl “X”
Little Girl ‘X’ writes to Little Boy Blue
“I’ll be your bride.” November 27th 1982
Ring of fire, Saturn, Rising sign, Kick in the window.
Crawling, wet black fur; spill your love on me. Scatter the ashes.
Opiate rain, telephone, I’m calling from the playground swings
Every word she speaks is a slow night train pulling into the station.
We’re gathering flowers of a secret language.
Spread your legs, ritual, invocation. Baby I love you.
Blue flame, pentagram, hand written recollection of dreams
Courage and laughter, black cat on the porch, lost horse, wedding rings
Run away with me.
Run away with me.
Run away with me.
Run away with me.
Saving a spider from the coffee house floor
Strange Mama got what you need.
Good day today on the stereo
Broken bones sound like tambourines
One night in Seattle, courting, holding hands,
Which way does the red river flow?
Blood on the dance floor, evening bell, wish me well
By myself but never alone.
Little Boy Blue writes to Little Girl “X”
Under oppressive heat of the sun
“The palm trees here stand like prisoners.
With the wolves I want to run. Won’t you come with me?”
Rio Grande, hexagram, divination, skeleton key
Coyote calling, going west, let’s make a mess
In the prairie dress you gave to me.
Run away with me.
Run away with me.
Run away with me.
Run away with me.
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Tombstone Factory/Impossible Motel
Would you forgive a thief
For sharing beauty no one can possess
We were aiming for truth and striking emptiness
Wanna cut off my hair and say a prayer
Gotta find a pure way to be
East Texas troubadour, thank you for
Your memorable melody
I’ve adopted and sculpted as my offering
It ain’t no kind of life working in this tombstone factory
Obedient servitude should never come naturally
If everything truly gonna crumble
Hell I don’t wanna miss the show
Never lay down for the next world war
There’s too much wonder you know
Without a song to sing
We won’t know where to go
Built my best invention living in your impossible motel
Abusing my muse, shouting freedom from a prison cell
That old formula feels like a trap
Learned the road surely ain’t the map
I’ve built my shrine to walk the line
All I am, all I lack.
Tombstone factory
I’m never coming back
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Presents from Pickpockets
Presents from a pickpocket
Would you wear my eyes?
The best disguise is naked
Naked on the rise
The best disguise is naked
Safe now to assume
We can understand the weapon
If we understand the wound
Baby, baby, do you feel free?
Growing up in the Anthropocene
Learn what you learn feel what you feel
If you steal what you love, love what you steal
Mirrors on the prairie shatter
A sound to break all thought
Pain is unavoidable, suffering is not
After you my lovely language
Into zodiac swamps of rhyme
Beyond the limits of control
Across the circumstance of time
A mercurial bitch is writhing
Twisted tongues know how to lash
You represent the media
I’ll represent the trash
We’ll walk along the wasteland
Hear the sounds, see the sights
Watch a white horse being eaten
By a slave on Sunday night
The millennial mind is yearning
For secrets kept outside
I was swimming in a river
On the day the country died
Baby, baby, do you feel free?
Growing up in the Anthropocene
Learn what you learn feel what you feel
If you steal what you love, love what you steal
Time wants a skeleton
The hero wants a mask
I’ll be there for you father
You only have to ask
You’ll find me in our basement
Dismantling a cross
We can use it for the fire
To light our way across
An ocean of unconscious
Ideas in their sleep
Our eyes are sown together
So we’ll dream instead of weep
Keep clear the broken corners
When crawling through the mirror
If you cut yourself on accident
That’s when I will appear
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Tupelo Bells
04:30
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Tupelo Bells
Take it as a sign
Take it as it comes
Lay down in the light
You’re not the only one
Take it as it comes
Love him if you can
Idiot savant with a master plan
Ain’t that your kind of man?
Rise with the moon
Sleep through the sun
Desperate street dog barking
About the things he’s done
There I am every place I run
Waiting on the buses
But the buses don’t come
Breaking from the prison
That I built with my tongue
Roads get tangled
Makes it easy to hide
You and I know
We’re born on the same side
Bottom of the rain
Body in the well
Still born twin
Ring the Tupelo bell
Calling on the King
To ring the Tupelo bell
Black Jack David
Long black veil
If you want me to rise I will
Mark my words
Where they fell
If you want me to rise I will
Roads get tangled
Makes it easy to hide
You and I know
We’re born on the same side
Billy killed Joanie
Playing William Tell
Still born twin
Ring the Tupelo bell
Calling on the King
To ring the Tupelo bell
Take it as a sign
Take it as it comes
Crawl back to the light
You’re not the only one
When our bodies get old
And we die in the cold
Winter sun’s rays of gold
We’ll go no more a rovin’
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Los Angeles
03:38
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Los Angeles
Forest of severed trees
A million needles in the street
Private orgy high above
The hungry and the homeless
Oh oh Los Angeles,
What the hell am I doing here?
Rosicrucian, going clear
Sex magick, Thelema
Nothing lasts forever
But I’ll always love you
Fill a paper cup with
Bruises pour it on my face
Tattoo a tear for every year
That he’s gone away
Look at the common dream
Recognize it’s crumbling
Hollywood on Halloween
Growing up in the Anthrocene
Nothing lasts forever
But I’ll always love you
Like a villain on the page
Like a villain on the stage
Like an infant in a rage
Waiting for some ancient sage
Oh oh Los Angeles,
Watch me I’m going clear
93 times a year
Bowing to a broken mirror
Nothing lasts forever
But I’ll always love you
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The Tower
03:27
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The Tower
The way you’re living
Is getting out of hand
I don’t understand
What you’re doing to yourself
Wear a mask long enough
And it becomes your face
In a way you never notice
Until you fall from grace
Draw your conclusions
Watch the kingdom crumble
See the way the whole thing ends
When will you settle down?
When will you settle down?
Built your tower tall off the ground
But it’s rubble now
New man, new name,
New dress, in another town
Ain’t thought of him
Since she set her suitcase down
Sliding down a rainbow
Swinging from a star
Dancing with some stranger
In a broke down bar
Steal one more song
See if the muse might stumble
Into this secret life
You’re living in
When will you settle down?
When will you settle down?
Built your tower tall off the ground
But it’s rubble now
You don’t know what’s goin’ on
Baby, you’ve been gone too long
Can’t come back thinking you’re first in line
Baby, baby, baby, you’re out of time
When will you settle down?
When will you settle down?
Built your tower tall off the ground
But it’s rubble now
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7. |
Love Under Will
05:04
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Love Under Will
Love is the law
Love under will
Love is the law
Love under will
Down the road I look
There runs Mary
Hair of gold
Lips like cherries
Down to the river
Where the gypsy sleeps
Rolling her dress above her knees
Love is the law
Love under will
Love is the law
Love under will
I was living in the shadow
Nervously laughing
Could not remember the sound of my own name
Reaching to grasp any passing distraction
Didn’t want to be still, didn’t want to be tame
Mary in the shallows
Bathing and splashing
Joy in her eye as the gypsy wakes
I’m watching the scene with empathic reaction
I’ll do what I can, I’ll do what it takes.
Love is the law
Love under will
Love is the law
Love under will
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Sex Magick New Orleans, Louisiana
Sex Magick: Yin and Yang Musick Experiment formerly known as Dusty Santamaria + Moira Ichiban. Somewhere between the dream and its interpretation.
Innersexion is the freedom song of a two-headed monster, an avant-garage prayer for the Anthropocene.
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