2.2127 : 02/28/11 : Once

Got this little thing
right for once
it won't matter
nor do all the stunts
It can't be helped
and I'm not bothered
about the once or for all
all illusions thereby fathered

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2.2126 : 02/27/11 : Fantasy

Hey I got a fantasy
no what a laugh boo
guess you better
hold a minute 'cause I have to
slap myself silly
smack myself straight
it's going to be amazing
will you please just wait
whoa I guess I been
disappointing again
please watch the way your wit
is pointing my friend
I got lost in the fantasy
just for one night
so let me be to fight
my way through this
day's light

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2.2125 : 02/26/11 : Less Said

The less said the better
and if it please you how how long
can I lean on
that excuse
I could state my case
and make my statement
after so many
anymore
what's the use
but I'm not just posing
right now I really feel
it is the best
in which case
it's probably better
I get getting on
with less

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2.2124 : 02/25/11 : Childish Things

Something should arise
to take the place of
childish things
Something not in
any book I've read
something the postman never brings
plenty of rotten
grown up noise
the bills the minutes
and the meetings
it doesn't measure up to
castles and heroes
and the lesson I guess
youth is fleeting
I used to say
I'd stand with the dream
if the waking was this kind
of dismal jack
but they know just how
to take my knees out
to make me a slave
to the horrible stack
guess I'll go back  to dreaming
sneaking in my childish ways
another day another
watching as something
gay departs
something grey just stays

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2.2123 : 02/24/11 : Apparently

I remember
apparently forgetting
that what I thought I remembered
never happened
and it doesn't really matter
does anything matter
but I could have done it different
what I scrapped then
I get the feeling
one day inevitably
I'll hit a wall and just
stop stop stop
apparently
this time wasn't bad enough
and so I still wait for that shoe
to drop, drop, drop

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2.2122 : 02/23/11 : Surrender

This tiredness this weakness
is this surrender or just sickness
if surrender is it
the good or the bad kind
surrender to the big
or the little mind
not up to transgression
that's good as far as it goes
and if it falls into true sickness
sometimes it's just one of those
I'm not feeling like surrender
then again I'm not retreating
through this fog who knows
what sort of battlefield I'm meeting

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2.2121 : 02/22/11 : Exists

The anti-devil's greatest trick
is making you believe that he exists
a joke gets named anonymous
you'll laugh until it ties your wrists
you'll laugh until it's clear to see
the thing is it is not a game
and evil really does exist
and sometimes calls itself no name
a no face ghost that cannot speak
with pockets full of fairy gold
you'd better spend before daylight
it turns to dirt come morn I'm told
I'd like to try to mine that vein
the anti-devil's showed was there
see if some real gold exists
to just be picked up anywhere

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2.2120 : 02/21/11 : Dying

Dying for
no I won't say it
and not really dying
well depending how you play it
we are all on the spiral
but it doesn't seem to be now
and it's nothing to do with
what I thought of anyhow
When your heart isn't in it
when it's all circumstantial
and what I've got at the table
seems so weak and insubstantial
are we dying for
a reason or just physics
tonight I've got a suspicion
but I'm too light on specifics

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2.2119 : 02/20/11 : What's That

What's that?
oh no sorry
nothing to see here
no scene no story

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2.2118 : 02/19/11 : Low

Turn the lights way down low
pretend you don't know
that you heard this song, before
with nothing found to say
I could only say it all again
if you could stand to hear it once more

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2.2117 : 02/18/11 : What I Asked For

I catch myself saying
I didn't ask for this
but maybe I did
in some artificial bliss
in some impulse to impress
under the influence of a dress
I don't recall all I asked for
don't know what's on deck
no plan and no path
and I am mad as heck
and I'm still under the thumb
of gravity's well
and despite what I asked for
I'm dying for the closing bell

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2.2116 : 02/17/11 : Won't Make It

Added to the list of
things that won't make it
with get real angry
with sit back and take it
try to be positive
try to hold on
the list of things that won't make it
goes on and on
tonight won't be different
So I don't know what to say
I hope this spell of not making it
will go away

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2.2115 : 02/16/11 : Time Paradox

Have I been back here
a hundred thousand years
have I given this speech
to a hundred thousand ears
You're here you're now
breathe in and get down to it
the tree of liberty is dry
spill your own blood to renew it
not by violence but by honest work
sure call me a stupid dreamer
tell me I got took in by the crooked preacher
got me all fired up about the Redeemer
but when you get to brass tacks
all bullshit walks
but nobody's ever got around
the time paradox

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2.2114 : 02/15/11 : Must Pass

Like a test
like a granny on the freeway
must pass this
pass this obstruction
but as the moment
slides away
I pray for instruction

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2.2113 : 02/14/11 : Spills

All spills out
and is exhausted
too many enclaves
that got holocausted
for real
oh nothing but the real thing
ever again I'll I sing

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2.2112 : 02/13/11 : Spectra

From roy to vi
absolute zero to big bang
a dot on a dot on a dot
yeah I'm that little thing
still the angels strike
all the harps with all the plectra
and I can sure still stand awestruck
in the multiplex light of the spectra
from the twinkle to the grave
all that happens in the lights out
but I never stop the search
every minute go my sights out
from the alpha to my one true friend
from Venus to Electra
If you get up into space
Give my best to all the spectra

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2.2111 : 02/12/11 : Before

That was before
that always excuse
why try to convince you
why, what's the use?
I've said it in
so many words
and in none
there is a little
in every song sung
the message will not
be heard by enough
and all take the same chance
and all front the same bluff

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2.2110 : 02/11/11 : Lies

Lies
I've got lies out the wazoo
so many pretty lies
I'm going to tell to you
I'll lie my way to the truth
it will be brilliant
and if you don't believe it
hey you get bent
a story I heard
a long time ago
today it will tell me
a truth I've longed
to know
and if it is a lie
I'll seek in it the truth
and get it on from there
yeah
verily
forsooth

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2.2109 : 02/10/11 : Failure & Regret

Failure and regret
not going to talk about you anymore
or leaves or paths or membranes
a window or a door
maybe a hundred more tries
maybe a thousand who knows
maybe a lifetime in this confused state
Sometimes that's the way it goes
Don't know what to replace it with
I've been here in another life
I just gave it up that time
before child, house and wife
that's not on the table here
however hard this patch might get
I must suffer in silence,
till I silence failure, and regret

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2.2108 : 02/09/11 : How Will It Start

Is the question how will it start?
or how will it continue?
is it a feeling it seems in the heart
or somewhere else within you
we are all one, no parts
it is all now no past or future
this damn leaf's a möbius leaf
nothing to turn over no seam or suture

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2.2107 : 02/08/11 : Yet to Be

If it's not now it's yet to be
the same for you
the same for me
and makes it very hard
to prop up prudence
in this context
know the feeling
stupid outcome
I'm not fooling
I'm not dumb
but on some nights
it all just feels
like objects

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2.2106 : 02/07/11 : Change

Oh boy, change
the new rut again
this tree is sick of it
sick of the sword
sick of the pen
resenting this
and all it carries
the mad moment dullard
and the burden he marries
go blow your change
out your golden crown
it's all I can do not
to chase the way down

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2.2105 : 02/06/11 : 1000 Clichés

Boy meets girl
and might makes right
look there's the bad guy
gonna fight fight fight
1000 clichés
a paper mache
God in a machine
come carry us away
Come on tonight
Come on all right
ooh done us wrong
I'll do you in song
1000 clichés
a paper mache
God in a machine
come take us away

1000 clichés
a paper mache
God in a machine
come take us away

Boy meets girl
and happily ever
boy meet your place to stand
girl meet your lever

1000 clichés
a paper mache
God in a machine
come take us away
come take us away
come take us away

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2.2104 : 02/05/11 : Plans

Best plans
oh wait that plan
was the same old dog
and no new tricks
from this one
and I guess I'm
the same old cog
the plan to
bust up the machine
the whole must be brought down
and if I could just
get some sleep
I'd jump right up
and go to town
I know I've got to
make some plans
I say it every day
and something inside
asks me when
and I just don't
know what to say

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2.2103 : 02/04/11 : The Flow

The flow is in the box
and the box is locked
and the nature of the key
is obscure
and I've got a feeling
that the solving of that riddle
is obstructed by the flow
oh that's so pure
by any other name
sounds same same same
doomed or not
knowing the question is wrong
and so the flawed progress oh
so the flawed song

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2.2102 : 02/03/11 : Groundhog Day

I'm feeling no matter what write
I've done it all before
yeah just like Groundhog Day
Yet something amazing is in store
I guess I'm an optimist
glass always half full
some days it's amazing yeah
more days it seems so dull
but I keep marking time
each day I find my rhyme
and if I've been there before
yet still today there's more:
then night will come
I'll wonder what
to do with myself
I'll be drawn to the same old, but
there's a chance, an inkling
and I'm here
and I'm thinking

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2.2101 : 02/02/11 : Magic

I should be game and play along
with your little magic tricks
watch carefully and act amazed
to see the coin, at your card picks
and I remember being there
inventing and so serious
not yet equipped to understand
my ends were not mysterious
these days I feel that I might
have benefited from a cynic
letting me know life was a
tough crowd versus any gimmick
that there is no magic way
to get past the narrow road
seems too hard for you but then
So does this rotten row I've hoed

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2.2100 : 02/01/11 : Heaven

Dance you to heaven like Fred Astaire
in the light of new fame an unholy glare
oh are you back on that tip again
I've done it all so no need to peck some other hen
I'm satisfied just to avoid what must not be named
which is not to say I've been regretful or ashamed
but I'm ready for a change up yeah ready times seven
So back that rack up baby I'm plug you into heaven
Lacking skills and proper instruments
lacking a composer there's a challenge it presents
that I answer by cranking my one knob up to eleven
an old joke but still it hides a glimpse of heaven

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