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Farmer's Market
02:33
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Once I was a fresh face in your crowd
Like early morning dew on a farmer’s market fruit
Now there are women everywhere with sunlit eyes
Casting me into the shadows of their pheromones
Guitars wander into forced looks of arbitrariness
It is easier for a tuba to examine wood-floor cracks
Many miles spent sleeping on the couch
Of the upstairs apartment of the Emerald City mayor
I am still a constituent but maybe I don’t vote anymore
I’m an independent apathetic hippie or just scared and shy
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2. |
Sylviane
03:33
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Sylviane
Will you draw with me?
I don't mind if
You use a
Square inch of my
Nine by eleven
Piece of paper
And then we can be tied by
Totally synchronized vibes
Sylviane
I came to see you
On a Monday
But you weren’t
At work that night so
Someone else got my
cup of coffee
But still we were tied by
Totally synchronized vibes
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Star Projector
02:23
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It’s the nineteenth century
It feels so natural
To long to kiss your pulse
Stripped down production
Here I am
I want to treat you
Like John treated Yoko
When she was screaming like a bird
But I am more like her than you
My everyday is avant-garde
Laugh with me, it’s all art
Put my voice on repeat
Even if it’s sharp
It’s the nineteenth century
It feels so natural
To lay beneath the star projector
Putting on another record
No words or articulation
Hold me in your inhalation
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4. |
Goin' Down
05:25
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I am goin' down to a place that I know
We are too smart to stay together
You can’t nurse me this time
Even though I wish you could
I can’t afford to be
The best thing for you
Even though I wish I could
I am goin' down turn the lights way down low
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