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Moist Raisin Body
05:08
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Moist raisin body
Pickled in brine
Winking at children
Spam in your smile
You know that bodies
Are raincoats sometimes
If it is raining
And they’re outside
You know that bodies (they can be)
Great works of art (and they will be)
Provided that (they paint and)
Paint in the dark
Moist raisin body pickled in brine
Often reflecting soaring through time
Moist raising body, moist raisin eyes
Often reflecting soaring through time
You know that bodies can be
Anything x 4
Moist raisin body (moist raisin body, moist raisin eyes)
Pickled in brine
Gout in your feet and
Cataract eyes
You know that bodies
Are everything twice
First they are carrots
Then they are slime
Turn into slime x4
Into slime now
Moist raisin body pickled in brine
Often reflecting soaring through time
Moist raising body, moist raisin eyes
Often reflecting soaring through time
You know that bodies can be
Anything
Anything at all, at all, at all man
Anything at all
Anything
At all x 5
Anything
Anything at all, at all, at all man
Anything at all
Anything
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There’s a tale, that you tell, and your teachers told before you
Oh, how Mrs. Chan would turn around and put her left hand to her brow
Aware, I’d stand, of seconds passed, a most reluctant scarecrow
And with my eyes follow the lines that met the lines of pharaohs
There’s a street, discarded fleet of loose lamenting lawn charms
They count the years of fresh regret that well in back yards to collect
The trees like patient cavalries that shade the paths for no one
This is the road that meets the street where I’m from
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Awakened/Reposed
05:08
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Waiting all day the time flies
By and by
I, I might be here for a very long time
But when I finally go to sleep
Beneath the shade of taller things
I’ll see the scale of everything
And I’ll dream
In the leafy body of a great pine tree
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Oko Yono
04:38
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I was on the fence
Hardly thinking
Neither here nor there
Just a feelin’
Dance Oko Yono
Cool band name
Come ye unto love
Come or something
I was on the fence
I was on the fence
Hardly breathing
Neither here nor there
Passing seasons
Dance Oko Yono
Cool band name
Come ye unto praise
Promise something
I was on the fence
I was on the fence
Hardly thinking
Neither here nor there
Just a feelin’
Dance Oko Yono
Cool band name
Come ye unto love
Come ye pilgrims
I was on the fence
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Fughetta
03:30
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You’re my little Clementine
You’re the apple of my eye
You feel bad some of the time, then you don’t feel alright
Though you are always on my mind
I get so tongue-tied
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Selling new cds
All the time, all the time
Of the songs that I write
All the time, all the time
I thought it was my time
You were wrong
Joseph don’t be let down,
You know what they say about
When you’re down and out
Don’t kick and shout
Go Joseph
The books been writ and you’re not dead yet
Not yet
Go, go, go for it, kid
Never quit
Wasting all my time
Don’t ask why, don’t ask why
Writing songs no one could like
Don’t ask why, don’t ask why
Going nowhere in life
Nowhere nice
Joseph don’t be let down,
You know what they say about
When you’re down and out
Don’t kick and shout
Go Joseph
The books been writ and you’re not dead yet
Not yet
Go, go, go for it, kid
Never quit
Printing band t-shirts
On the dime, on the dime
Writing verse until I cry
For a dime, for a dime
How the time does fly by
Day and night
Joseph don’t be let down,
You know what they say about
When you’re down and out
Don’t kick and shout
Go Joseph
The books been writ and you’re not dead yet
Not yet
Go, go, go for it, kid
Never quit
Step on the sidewalk, heel then toe
Sole to the pavement out looking for
Seeds for the sowing, grains for the store
Wood for the burning, when the winds blow
Cold
Weeds for the raising, children grow
Meat on the table, prayers on the floor
Mind for remorse, and same mind for lust
Love in the morning, ache in the dusk
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Formalists Toronto, Ontario
Based in Toronto, Formalists are a progressive quartet with ties to the city’s classical and jazz communities. Their music combines alt-folk, indie, and western art influences, with a dual ambition to thrill and discomfort. At once elegant, and self-indulgent, Formalists share more then just a love of supine-grape eating with the hedonists of yore. ... more
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