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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
Another hour burned
It seems to take away
The screen charm forwarding
Just to scale the weight
One speaks in terms of blue
The other in nylon
The black framed degree of moves
Drawn an option
Testing the drive
Start splitting lives
Inviting the rain
Opening the play
Mind takes an old train
Just to see again
Just to breathe again
The clippings are spread
Red littered 'round
All pages bent and faded
Glass gilded crown
Through a fluid speech
Learning seems unto each
The actions complete
The rationale will bleed
Pulsed and waiting
In a chair watching
An open invitation
Closed to suggestion
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from Spahn Ranch - Beat Noir (2006)
View a world twisting
May have always been this way
Embittered by such bliss
Aback and taken miss
Timecard punching
Never seems to equate
Stare in the mirror
Wonder what the worth is?
You just seem to notice
How separate the classes?
Much like a caste is
Born into and divided
Test my reaction
Infest your opinion
Inject my solution
To see these hands
Change how you breathe
Follow the order
The lotus and eater
Pass around the baskets
Filling the coffers
Where's the gain in this?
It requires a series of ethics
Assemble your little pieces
Roll your coins your thesis
Thieves at every turn
Elegantly burn
Cowardly post the screen
These the things I mean
Test my reaction
Infest your opinion
Inject my solution
To see these hands
Change how you breathe
The will of the few
Changes incendiary
The will of the few
Uses indefinitely
The will of the few
Changes indefinitely
The will of the few
Blindly
Test my reaction
Infest your opinion
Inject my solution
To see these hands
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from Spahn Ranch - Beat Noir (2006)
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from Spahn Ranch - Beat Noir (2006)
The actor bows to a crowd
So completely in another age
Stumbles toward a pale room
Turn another page
The pulsing of the gauge
The eyes turning to her frame
And all that he saved
From the roles he played
He looks to the door
And finds it no longer a race
He is looking through the door
And finds it no longer a race
The light is partially glazed
Silence of the screen
The line they cannot read
And it's contrary to belief
The browning of the page
From all the yesterdays
He looks to the door
And finds it no longer a race
He is looking through the door
And finds it no longer a race
Eyes to a frame
Are all he saved
Eyes to her frame
Are all he saved
He looks to the door
And find it no longer a race
He is looking through the door
And finds it no longer a race
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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
Blue eyed eugenics
They play the pictures
Spilled out on pages
Red sheets in Angeles
From the lots the direction
Tin nippled cafe intellect
The various levels in thievery
Your concentration fills misery
She was reaching for an hour
The plastic
Preserved the body
Pulled the marks over
Waiting
The trail of ants
Was made for TV
Played out a living
Bit parts in Angeles
Add some more scorn observation
Armed like a battery
Pointing for an hour
The Prozac
Lengthened the body
Pulled the marks over
Waiting
Blue eyed eugenics
They paint the pictures
Pissed out on pages
White sheets in Angeles
Parked over your direction
Fatherly deposits insert here
So many notes to the story
Your concentration on misery
The guiltless
Indulge the hour
The perfumed
Drink those of power
Pulling the marks over
Waiting
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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
People, white is white
? black is clover
Together we'll be
When the war is over
You see the black-skinned blue-eyed boys
They ain't gonna fight no wars
School is cruel
All the teachers beat ya
When they see
That they can't reach ya
You see the black-skinned blue-eyed boys
They ain't gonna fight no wars
They ain't got no country
They ain't got no creed
People won't be black or white
The world will be half-breed
The world will be half-breed
The world will be half-breed
You see the black-skinned blue-eyed boys
They ain't gonna fight no wars
It's a brand new day
With brand new people
In one big world
We're just one people
You see the black-skinned blue-eyed boys
They ain't gonna fight no wars
You see the black-skinned blue-eyed boys
They ain't gonna fight no wars
Baby, you know that we hate fighting...
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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
A juggler
Breathes this hour
Knows the wire of indecision
With each passing conversation
When the juggler
Moved in neon
In the aftermath
Weighted all the lines
Tried to take them back
In the aftermath
Through the juggler
See a pattern
Reason passing
From eye to hand
With each passing conversation
Note the wire of indecision
In the aftermath
Weighted all the lives
Tried to take them back
In the aftermath
Option roles and minds
The catalyst reacts
In the aftermath
The juggler
Breathes each hour
Toes the wire of indecision
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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
Singed memory
That you're paging through
Born between the light and dark
They long to take you
Save you
There's a stain
In the light
Draw your own conclusion
Hinged memory
That I've taken to
Pulled to this side of dark
Aiming to take you
Break you
There's a stain
In the light
Draw your own illusion
There's a stain
In the light
Singed memory
The one you're paging through
Torn between the light and dark
They long to take you
Make you
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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
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from Spahn Ranch - Beat Noir (2006)
In a room darkened
Like a calming plain
Draped longingly
Cleansing the body
The thoughts were focused
Necessitating sessions
Prepares herself
In a sea of wraps
An evenings conversation
Ends in a sea of slides
The reason for the taking
Slips into the turning tide
It all played quiet
With a portion saved
Building in vain
Open and staid
Ideas of purpose
Gesture with a finger
Angles drawn are limitless
An evening's conversation
Ends in a sea of slides
The reason for the taking
Slips into the turning tide
In a room darkened
Like a calming plain
Draped longingly
Cleansing the body
The thoughts were focused
Necessitating sessions
Prepares herself
In a sea of wraps
An evening's conversation
Ends in a sea of slides
The reason for the taking
Slips into the turning tide
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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
He has another gun
Armed and wrong
He makes his way
She tries to shield him from
Right or wrong
She made them wait
Breathe into rain
The inside mark like a timing gun
Into rain
The inside mark like a timing gun
Point another gun
They open to ending you
Fused up all the lines
Turned around and made them wait
Breathing rain
The inside mark like a timing gun
He has another gun
Right or wrong
They look away
She tries to take things from
Empty rounds and look away
She has another gun
Armed and wrong
He makes his way
She tries to shield him from
Right or wrong
She made them wait
Made them wait
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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
The sameness of ends
A city of endings
Catharos
Develop aversions
In the mindframe
What do you want from me?
They set the tones
With gaming devices
These are the sweepings
Of speaking in circles
In the mindframe
What do you want from me?
The future in screens
The pool closely encircled
The role will play
Painting by omission
Staring at ends
Use as directed
The reason pencil
With dull precision
In the mindframe
The mindframe
What do you want from me?
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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
Above the crowd
Behind the panes of glass
Seen the dreams the plans
In pencil mark
Perfection sought
A mindfeed like religion
Its scent has passed
Within each spindle cut
Beyond the crowd
Behind the panes of glass
Beyond the crowd
Breathe in the farce of glass
A scene will play
Step back unreal each act
Beyond the crowd
Behind the panes of glass
Perfection sought
A mindfeed like religion
Its scent has passed within
See the crowd
Imaginary thread
Beyond the crowd
Behind the panes of glass
Perfection sought
A mindfeed like religion
Its scent has passed within
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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
In the waiting room
Climbed the length
Of the wall
Scene the other end
The system turned red
Control room fitting
With pieces missing
Cuffed in time
Carving pushing
Pieces missing
In the faces passing
Keyed an answer
In the faces changing
Where's your answer?
In the other room
The cards will play
Are there any words
To define go away?
Control room fitting
With pieces missing
Cuffed each time
Carving pushing
Pieces missing
In the faces passing
Keyed an answer
And the face is changing
Where's your answer?
Pieces missing
Cuffed each time
Carving pushing
Pieces missing
In the faces passing
Keyed an answer
As the face is changing
Where's your answer?
Your answer?
Your answer?
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from Spahn Ranch - Architecture (2006)
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from Saucerful of Pink: A Tribute to Pink Floyd [tribute] (1997)
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from Don't Blow Your Cover - A Tribute To KMFDM [omnibus] (2006)
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from The Other Side Of Pink - A Tribute To Pink Floyd [omnibus] (2006)
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from Spahn Ranch - The Blackmail Starters Kit (2006)
Smiles so you can see
The pearly sharp, the father hat
Move me with a bag of smiles
Denture lip with the pitches
Not now the crying thing
Thieving the sales mean nothing
Sign the paper please
Signing the leather lease
Con
Pass the con through me
Con
Throw it long
Thieving you've never seen
Exhaust eater the mother, wife
Lay here like an open desert
Shine, see the same Sinatra hat
Con
Pass the con through me
Con
Throw it long
Lost scene, little come between
Exhaust eater, the silver elixir
Brought it in with a bag of smiles
Denture lip with the bitches
Another thing
Last scene with a friend of mine
Other drug I took somewhere
I'll sing to a room in drag
Conned you right?
They're in the light again
Conned you right there in the light again
In the block around friends who care
In the block, all the best refer to...
Con
Pass the con through me
Con
Throw it long
The con job
The con job
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