1. |
Mr. Sunshine
04:18
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Learn to listen
Without giving advice
Sometimes "that sounds like shit"
Runs the gamut,
Pays the price
Learn to listen
Without talking about
Myself, myself
It's hard, I don't
I don't know why
Pain is not a pissing match
But I tried to understand
Pain is not a pissing match
But I think I understand
Good enough a husband
Good enough a friend
Good enough a listener
Good enough a man
Tried his best,
Your denim daddy
Played it hard,
Always a softy
Always
Pain is not a pissing match
But I tried to understand
Pain is not a pissing match
But I think I understand
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2. |
You Die, I Die
03:19
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Having friends is hard
Turn 25 and to turn to shit
The ability to socialize
Or start fresh
Share anything about myself
To prove I really, really mean
I like you both a lot
If you die, I die
We made a deal, we made a deal
If I die, you die
We made a deal, we made a deal
I'm trying not to bully you
About your boyfriend/partner/person
Guys, you just deserve the very best
Maybe I can fight them for you
Not that I think you can't,
Male-privilege-based transactions
It's just that I would take the hits
If you die, I die
We made a deal, we made a deal
If I die, you die
We made a deal, we made a deal
Talk to me about your feelings
I tried my best to understand
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3. |
Wanting
03:57
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It’s the wanting that
Will get you down, man
Decide sometimes to change my mind
A hundred thoughts just like these
It’s the wanting that
Will get you down, man
Talk of great and mortal men
Or being carried by the sea
We’re cut from the same could’ve cloth
Up above the orange trees
Drinking tea and emigration
Existential filiation
Making noise as meditation
Fighting in the temple
We laughed and laughed
It’s the wanting that
Will get you down, man
Decide sometimes to change my mind
A hundred thoughts just like these
It’s the wanting that
Will get you down, man
Talk of great and mortal men
Or being carried by the sea
On my best behavior
Shave my head in the mirror
No more worries, no more cares
No more bullshit about my hair
Ring of fire, ring of pain
Ring around our shared moraine
Fighting in the temple
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4. |
21 China
05:22
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No such thing as perfect fiction
A cigarette, air conditioning
Peel potatoes, wash my face
Dark hearts make dark dreams
Gone, you're gone by winter
Disappear in stacks of records
A thousand beers between us
Conversations are like diatremes
Reminisced and put aside
Call me back
It starts with loss
It's about sheep, isn't it?
Crashed your Fiat after midnight
Pretty tossed, we should've died
Push and pull, grief and torpor
Peel potatoes, hit the lights
Reminisced and put aside
Call me back
It starts with loss
It's about sheep, isn't it?
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5. |
Ratlady
04:22
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Draw the blinds
And fill the room
With emptiness
Distance myself
In theory, from my needs
Go to the bar
A cup of ice
And five Jim Beams
It's just, it's just
The two of us
Pinball and me
Three flippers for the hardship
Two balls to pay the price
One year I spent the living dead
I'm lost without you
Where did you go?
This warehouse smells
Like chickens and time
A cabby drops me off
A chain link fence
Wander in the dark
Hit the lights
Freezing cold
I find her there
I found you there
Three flippers for the hardship
Two balls to pay the price
One year I spent the living dead
I'm lost without you
Where did you go?
I touched you in the cold
And chicken shit
You told me that I shouldn't stay
That things end and it's ok
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6. |
Full Moon on the Wane
04:52
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If I never know your name
I’ll remember,
I’ll remember
How your ears looked
At the table
Tucked behind your hair
This time and place
Everything is going wrong
I barely know my friends
But I know about them well enough
A postcard turns me upside down
You never even said goodbye
A starmark on a sheepskin
You never even told me why
You never even said goodbye
The limo driver, cigarettes
My cat drooling in the car
The guy says he can talk to god
The lighter’s part of everything
A blood clot and a magic meaning
Big ideas, a northern dream
I’ll try to do the right thing or anything
But I’m not sure I can find you
Full moon on the wane
Show me where I need to be
Hokkaido in the wintertime
A postcard turns me upside down
You never even said goodbye
A long drive in my Subaru
You never even told me why
You never even said goodbye
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7. |
Sheeps, a Man Appears
03:31
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Take an early morning train
Crack a beer and read about
A god of god knows,
Does god know what?
Why'd I even bring my girlfriend?
The hills look like a magazine
Wind the clock
Wait out the record on
Disinfect the animals
Before the winter comes
Walk them through
A trough of Lysol
You don't even wanna know
Wind the clock
Wait out the record on
I don't know
I don't know
Think better of a cigarette
The truck smells like gasoline
What happened to my girlfriend?
That guy back home was such a creep
Wind the clock
Wait out the record on
I don't know
I don't know
Wind the clock
Wait out the record on
I don't know
I don't know
I'm surprised I got so angry
Don't leave again, don't leave me
I gave you all my cigarettes
Don't leave again, don't leave me
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8. |
About a Beach
04:01
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Premonitions of Hawaii
Bones, an attic, memories
Of beer cans stacked around us
In the sand, Dolphin Hotel
Playing pinball in the heat
Throw the switchboard in the lake
Backgammon played at the wake
Live with twins, I can't believe
Maybe I can see the future
Feels like you've been gone forever
One armed poet by the beach
Ears, a rat, a magic sheep
Elevator to a sheepman,
Hotel? More like house of leaves
It all comes back to
A radio Coke, baseball dreams,
A Walkman
Fucking freaks tell me that
I have to dance
But I can't see my hands
And the hallway is cold and dark as hell
Maybe I can see the future
Feels like you've been gone forever
One armed poet by the beach
Ears, arhat, a magic sheep
Vomit pizza on the dashboard
I guess you overdid the booze
A sheep, a rat, nothing to lose
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9. |
Bound to Disappear
02:47
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Playing 'Air Mail Special' on your old guitar
Come and see me, say goodbye
Tell me why, take the money, pay your debts
Buried under the garage
One man's ovine arbitrage
From sea to shining, peeled potatoes
Listen to the waves and start to walk
No dividends, no interest
No pinball, Rat, I'm finished
Come tomorrow, everything will be gone
From sea to shining, peeled potatoes
Listen to the waves and start to walk
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Tetsu the Phoenix Northampton, Massachusetts
There is a place in modern life for worship. The old gods of volume, density, and gain remain enshrined in the songs of Tetsu the Phoenix. As much a study in sound as examination of song, TTP conjures sounds familiar and novel by referencing classics in the libraries of desert rock, black metal, doom, and shoegaze. ... more
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