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Ragnarok Blues
03:16
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When I was a young boy, I always said, "Nothin' will be the same"
I'll grow up to be something great, like a doctor, and everything will be a-ok
Until those valkyries flew into my home and destroyed everything I had
Whoa!
When I was a rich man, I always said, "Everything will always be the same"
I'll keep my job, and I'll keep my stocks, and everything will be a-ok
Until those valkyries flew straight into my home
And destroyed every little thing I had
Whoa!
It's a hopeful resignation of aesthetical representation
Even if I'm, or I'm poor, I'm still me
Oh, I'm still me
When I was a poor man, I always said, "Everything will always be the same"
I'll keep my clothes on my back, and my migrant satch'
And everything will be a-okay
But then those valkyries flew straight into-whoa-ver my head
And I was out of work again.
Whoa!
But I'm still me
Oh, I'm still me
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The Canopy
03:47
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Lyrics:
I dug a hole in Io just to see how far I could go
And hold on to the marbles in my skull
But I lost 'em, one by one, and they're never coming back
Now I'm living on a rising plume of smoke-stacks
I rose high in the night with my eyes in a tree
Flicking planets to the side, making room for its leaves
And I watched the sun go black/And it's never coming back
I won't ever leave this Canopy
We're just a little bit crazy
I howled at the moon, and swooned at the sight of light
Bathing all our perfect bodies dying in the dew of night
I felt my hands go numb, as I sank into the earth
It's teeth gnashing 'round my torso, gifting me a reverse birth
We dug a hole in Io just to see how far we could go
And hold on to the marbles in our skulls, but we lost 'em, one by one
And they're never coming back, Now we're living on a rising plume of smoke-stacks.
We're just a little bit crazy
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Spyglass
02:22
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Lyrics:
Sitting on my mountaintop / Looking in the valley - Oh, so low
Lookin' through my spyglass / Seeing all the people dancing down, below
There's a streamline cable
Leading down, bending under
To that sepulveda scene
Picking up speed
To the lips and the smiles
That are waiting for me
I'd rather speak in person
Sitting on a stone / In a ring around a throne of fire - We're alive
It's overcast city, but there's light emanating from those itty bitty fireflies
There's a moon in a bottle
Making it's way around a circle
And it's heading straight for me
One little sip and I'm cherry cheeked
Arm-in-arm
Being led into a sea of dwellings
I'd rather sleep with company
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El Gusto es Mio
04:13
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Tooantuh Austin, Texas
Storyteller that owns 2 and a half guitars
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