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from Chroma Key - You Go Now (2000)
so the man was tired and the car was starved
and the sun was setting no the moon was tired and the cow was carved i remember every second forget what you don't know yet forget what you don't know yet forget what you don't know yet yeah i saw the way you talk to your cell phone forget what you don't know yet forget what you don't know yet forget what you don't know yet then i thought about the man with the shotgun so the man took a shotgun out of the trunk waited on the hood with the headlights on radio was playing christmas songs later on he thought he saw something realized he never saw anything now he drives with his headlights off forget what you don't know yet forget what you don't know yet forget what you don't know yet yeah i saw the way you climbed out the window forget what you don't know yet forget what you don't know yet forget what you don't know yet and now you never answer your cell phone |
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from Chroma Key - You Go Now (2000)
sometimes i wanna sleep in the street
but it feels a little funny without you down in the basement feeling the pavement holding my stomach and sometimes i can't believe my own feet so i found another permanent address sold the old mattress keeping the changes talking to strangers i knew i could forget you that's what i'm gonna do now i'm staring at a stop sign just like the last time hey you're everything you dreamed you'd be what a civilized way to be angry locked in the attic, starting to panic wait, that's me always it's the same situation it's got to be somebody's fault but i never know what to do so let's say we put the blame on you standing in a phone booth waiting for the punch line trying not to call you just like the last time sometimes i wanna sleep in the street but it feels a little funny without you down in the basement feeling the pavement holding my stomach in and sometimes i can't believe my own feet so i found another permanent address sold the old mattress keeping the changes talking to strangers i knew i could forget you that's what i'm gonna do now i'm staring at a stop sign just like the last time |
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from Chroma Key - You Go Now (2000)
saw her at a red light
headlights flashing like shooting stars in the fast lane like an airplane never saw the tail light windshield cracked like an insight was a long flight but i'm alright now i can tell you're falling it's nice to know i can tell you're falling it's nice to know oh no there you go now i won't be home for the late show sorry about the window what a nice throw sometimes i can see that you finally got me where you want me guess i can't complain though 'cause i can't go home i can tell you're falling it's nice to know i can tell you're falling it's nice to know |
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The crew is bedded down for the night, and here's an announcement from mission control."
"Hello Apollo 11 Houston, we've got the network all configured for the TV, you can, eh, start any time you want, over." "Okay, we'll, eh, reconfigure the TV for that." "This is Apollo Control Houston at eighty-seven hours and thirty-one minutes now into the flight of Apollo 11. The Apollo 11 space craft continues on its frontside pass above the moon. We're now less than ten minutes away from, eh, loss of signal. The Apollo 11 crew are currently in their rest period. We've, eh, received, eh, no indication yet that any of the three crew members are actually sleeping, eh, although all three appear to be in a very restful mode." "This is Apollo Control at sixty-one hours thirty-nine minutes. We've had no further conversation with the crew since our last, eh, report. Our flight surgeon says there is no indication at this time that they have begun to sleep. But we expect they'll be, eh, getting to sleep here shortly. Coming up in, eh, less than 10 seconds now we'll be crossing into the sphere of influence of the moon, and our displays will shift from earth reference to moon reference. At sixty-one hours forty-one minutes this is Apollo Control Houston." |
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from Chroma Key - You Go Now (2000)
"When you drive, you practice mindfulness of driving. It is possible. When you stop at a red light, you look at the red light and smile. You look at the red light, you smile, and you breathe in and out, and sit back, relaxingly. Breathing in, I calm myself. Breathing out, I smile."
"And the red light become a friend, become a bell of mindfulness. Something unpleasant become something pleasant. We have the habit energy of wanting to arrive. That is why we want to go as quickly as possible. But according to this practice, we arrive at every moment. Life can be found only in the present moment. Everything that we look for must be found in the present moment. Peace. Joy. Happiness. Buddha. The kingdom of God." "What is our final destination? If we abandon the present moment, our final destination may be our death. We don't want to arrive there, we want to go in the direction of life." "This concludes Tape 1, A Retreat on the Practice of Mindfulness. Our program continues with Tape 2." |
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from Chroma Key - You Go Now (2000)
it was five o'clock 'cause i checked my watch
when i woke back up on the subway and i missed my stop it was 10 blocks back but i liked my seat so i kept it and i'm still surprised that you stayed with me 'till my first mistake of the century it was so extreme i controlled my dreams with the radio and the late show |
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you look so mysterious
but you sound so serious you should have told me on the phone i'm sorry i'm sorry i don't know what i'm saying i guess you tried to let me know by leaving notes on the stereo it's not the typical way to go i'm sorry i'm sorry i don't know what i'm saying 'cause i found myself back in the bachelor scene feel like an astronaut in a submarine if i fall asleep i could fall out of bed maybe the helmet helps but it hurts my head let's not get hysterical maybe you need a sabbatical you get so angry when you're wrong i'm sorry i'm sorry i don't know what i'm saying you know it came as quite a shock to find your note in the cereal box and why'd you have to change the locks i'm sorry i'm sorry i don't know what i'm saying and i found myself back in the bachelor scene feel like an astronaut in a submarine if i fall asleep i could float out of bed maybe the ceiling helps but it hurts my head cause i found myself back in the bachelor scene feel like an astronaut in a submarine if i fall asleep i could fall out of bed maybe the helmet helps but it hurts my head |
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from Chroma Key - You Go Now (2000)
time in london now exactly 3:30 in the morning so quite a little while to go so i'm sure you'll enjoy some sleep perhaps watch a movie and enjoy some food not much more to tell you really um there are um start again you can't feel anything unless you're paying attention and if you're in a situation like breaking your leg in a burning building then your attention is on getting out of that building and only once your outside does the leg begin to hurt so in many of these situations what"
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from Chroma Key - You Go Now (2000)
tell me something stupid
auction off my diary life is getting esoteric let me in your movie each time i walk out the door someone mixes metaphors life is so much cleaner on the page it's like the morning when i'm dreaming and everything is so pristine it's just a seven hour movie and i'm in every scene let me in my t.v. get this tape to tori got to have a subplot when i sell them my life story maybe i should write it first and do the living later 'cause life is so much cleaner on the page it's like the time i lost my body and then i saw it on t.v. somehow it shed a whole dimension but it still looked like me (hey! that looks like me!) each time i write lines for it someone improvises it life is so much cleaner on the page life is so much cleaner on the page |
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Come on along, in your white robe, come on to bed
Take off your head, you were right there, come on to bed The moon was so heavy you could put your mind to it No one looked up and that's how you do it No one can tell you that those were the days That's what I see when I pray |
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Automatic cameras, coffee machines, self-cleaning ovens
Fireplace screens, for you, for you Renovated basements Isolated yards, tables in the kitchen This is what I'm thinking, and you, and you She's just a quarter acre But someone's gonna take her Is it you, in my graveyard mountain home? |
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Before you started calling, I'd walk to the phone
Now I never never walk, cause I know you're never home (no one's home I guess, no one's home ring ring) Baby's always comin' round don't that feel nice Baby's always comin' round ain't the great? My sugar's always comin' by just in time man Here she comes now baby it's too late I thought you had enough of me, I thought you had enough of me I thought you had enough of me, I thought you had enough of me I thought you had enough of me, I thought you had enough of me |
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They drove by in their car, and they were lost in their youth
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My mistake is never knowing, by mistake I keep on going
Love is in the room but I don't know it, love is in the sails but I kept rowing Sad sad movie, sad sad movie, sad sad movie, I see that now My mistake is never knowing, by mistake I keep on going Love is on the rails but I'm still rolling Love is on the lawn but I keep mowing Sad sad movie, sad sad movie Sad sad movie, I see that now |
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from Chroma Key - Graveyard Mountain (2006)
Walking through the night
Lost my path somehow I am cold and dry, I am true and lost I'm the right man for the job You picked the right man for the job You know it's gonna get better, baby This is all gonna pass, maybe And I might just let you stay, hey |
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And if you fall along the way, and people start to stare
I'll grab my mask, put on my cape, and soon I will be there For you... hey, I'm so sorry again today And hey, for you, I'll be sorry tomorrow, too Okay? Okay? let's be sorry everyday |
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from Chroma Key - Dead Air For Radios (2001)
on a beach twenty yards from the roadside
back again 6 AM far from sleep must be 290 blue on the water it's gray to me 3 CV is all I see green can only hold you in the garden too much red will go right to your head but if it's all the same to you give me back my blue other colors fade anyway i'm colorblind three way tragedy pantone memory grayscale eyes maybe i'm paranoid yeah that's my problem you almost have to be when you look like me stopped in the shade of a road sign when the sun rose like a bomb tried to read the simple writing but the letters came out wrong it's all white lines to me but things are getting clearer i can almost read the writing in the mirror i'm colorblind three way tragedy pantone memory grayscale eyes maybe i'm paranoid yeah that's my problem you almost have to be when you look like me green can only hold you in the garden too much red will go right to your head but if it's all the same to you give me back my blue other colors fade anyway i'm colorblind freeway tragedy pantone memory x-ray eyes where'd all the color go on my radio? you almost have to be a satellite to see. |
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from Chroma Key - Dead Air For Radios (2001)
me & judas lost at sea
under electric twilight fading i look at him he sees through me 40 days and we're still waiting i'm not tired but i think i'll lay back anyway i'm not welcome but i think i'll stay me & jonas lost at sea deep inside a dream we're trailing heard him whisper wait for me sun goes down and we're still sailing i'm not nervous but i think i'll lay back anyway i'm not helpless but i think i'll stay and even the waves won't carry me away keep heading west that's the best may be lost but i'm not crazy stay where you are not too far keep it up you're doing fine well i thought i was fine me & joseph lost at sea under rain and slowly waking he looks around and smiles at me 41 and we're still waiting i'm not tired but i think i'll lay back anyway i'm not hopeless but i think i'll stay and even the waves won't carry me away |
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from Chroma Key - Dead Air For Radios (2001)
last night hit the net
woke up in a sweat same scene different dream sudden ending grabbed a pillow and covered my head kicked the phone off the side of the bed tried to sing but the damn thing kept on ringing i know i'll go to mexico someplace nothing changes maybe i'll call on the phone maybe i'll write you a letter that's what i meant when i said goodbye backed the shovelhead out of the shed hit the interstate hard heading left the street below is water flowing undertow there's a song that i'd rather forget but i don't think i've shaken it yet as soon as i do i'm gonna write us another one i know i'll go to mexico someplace nothing changes maybe i'll call on the phone maybe i'll write you a letter that's what i meant when i said goodbye ... i know i'll go to mexico someplace nothing changes maybe i'll call on the phone maybe i'll write you a letter maybe i'll die maybe i'll learn how to fly that's what i meant when i said |
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from Chroma Key - Dead Air For Radios (2001)
i was half outside and half inside a dream
when i thought i heard your voice on my machine sang along had the song almost memorized liked the track so i laid back and let it fossilize (i've got all of this on video it just gets better every episode) america i was blind but now i see america right there in front of me lost my head in my hotel room when the ground shook had to choose between the bible and the phone book you're never home but that's okay it's so much easier that way 'cause i can't tell it to your face in real time anyway america i was blind but now i see america right there in front of me and it makes no sense to me unless i see it on t.v. so just launch that satellite and get it right ... america i was blind but now i see america right there in front of me and it makes no sense to me unless i see it on t.v. so just launch that satellite and get it right .. (sometimes the answer just comes) (sometimes the answer just comes) |
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from Chroma Key - Dead Air For Radios (2001)
fly blackbird fly
frozen the sea i see you old cover clouds new snow there they go silent but wings sun orange small i see you nowhere is home go alone and alone fly angel fly older than me i feel you coalcovered clouds white snow there you go heard myself call far from them all i feel you left them behind or ahead and he said sooner or later you get up off the floor when no one wants to hear it anymore someday soon you're gonna get up off the floor 'cause no one wants to hear that shit cry blackbird cry over the waves i hear you coalcovered clouds white snow there they go ice on your wings songless he sings i hear you nowhere is home go alone there's a phone |
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from Chroma Key - Dead Air For Radios (2001)
tell me something stupid
auction off my diary life is getting esoteric let me in your movie each time i walk out the door someone mixes metaphors life is so much cleaner on the page it's like the morning when i'm dreaming and everything is so pristine it's just a seven hour movie and i'm in every scene let me in my t.v. get this tape to tori got to have a subplot when i sell them my life story maybe i should write it first and do the living later 'cause life is so much cleaner on the page it's like the time i lost my body and then i saw it on t.v. somehow it shed a whole dimension but it still looked like me (hey! that looks like me!) each time i write lines for it someone improvises it life is so much cleaner on the page life is so much cleaner on the page |
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from Chroma Key - Dead Air For Radios (2001)
(now, now I know I'm not crazy. the fucking mouse, the mouse is back again. and I got him here, mother fff - he's in the fucking radiator. this prick, and he's lay - he's eating a fucking Dorito. and I can't get him. and he's looking at me, and he'll still eat the Dorito. he's behind the fucking - i'm gonna fucking kill him. this is war. now this is war. now watch what happens.) <i>[Todd Farrington]
took the flower back his wayward love had been mislead the sun is dying apologies she can't accept check the window quick the sun is dying blue and red of day to purple night and absent light to disarray took the flower back his wayward love had been mislead the sun is dying apologies she won't accept check the window quick the sun is dying a candle marks her tears the flame will fade she'll greet the dawn in disarray she steps into the stream the level rising she steps into the stream the level rising took the flower back his wayward love had been misled the level's rising steps into the stream we're so misled she'll watch the pain the level's rising blue and reds of day to purple night and absent light to disarray she steps into the stream the level rising she steps into the stream the level rising she steps into the stream the level rising she steps into the stream the level rising |
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from Chroma Key - Dead Air For Radios (2001)
Oh...Oh...
I see the sky Its becoming a very very bright red Almost an aurora... A red aurora And Its like I'm suspended And the light is so bright it hurts my eyes And I see this huge ball Now in the center its... Its A gray colored ball Almost.. oh... I don't know what its made of... But the rock like formation But as its turning now Its begining to change color Becoming a purplish Hazy Orange looking ball And now its beginning to gather great speed And as its going faster across the sky Part of it has broken off now And its going out behind the sun I see the huge ball in the sun Its a ball of fire And this is another ball of fire And a peice now has broken off And its heading off into the sun And there... oh...oh... Its an explosion oh... (ahh) I can't look...oh...oh... |
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from Chroma Key - Dead Air For Radios (2001)
on a beach twenty yards from the roadside
back again 6 AM far from sleep must be 290 blue on the water it's gray to me 3 CV is all I see green can only hold you in the garden too much red will go right to your head but if it's all the same to you give me back my blue other colors fade anyway i'm colorblind three way tragedy pantone memory grayscale eyes maybe i'm paranoid yeah that's my problem you almost have to be when you look like me stopped in the shade of a road sign when the sun rose like a bomb tried to read the simple writing but the letters came out wrong it's all white lines to me but things are getting clearer i can almost read the writing in the mirror i'm colorblind three way tragedy pantone memory grayscale eyes maybe i'm paranoid yeah that's my problem you almost have to be when you look like me green can only hold you in the garden too much red will go right to your head but if it's all the same to you give me back my blue other colors fade anyway i'm colorblind freeway tragedy pantone memory x-ray eyes where'd all the color go on my radio? you almost have to be a satellite to see. |
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from Chroma Key - Dead Air For Radios (2001)
me & judas lost at sea
under electric twilight fading i look at him he sees through me 40 days and we're still waiting i'm not tired but i think i'll lay back anyway i'm not welcome but i think i'll stay me & jonas lost at sea deep inside a dream we're trailing heard him whisper wait for me sun goes down and we're still sailing i'm not nervous but i think i'll lay back anyway i'm not helpless but i think i'll stay and even the waves won't carry me away keep heading west that's the best may be lost but i'm not crazy stay where you are not too far keep it up you're doing fine well i thought i was fine me & joseph lost at sea under rain and slowly waking he looks around and smiles at me 41 and we're still waiting i'm not tired but i think i'll lay back anyway i'm not hopeless but i think i'll stay and even the waves won't carry me away |
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from Chroma Key - Dead Air For Radios (2001)
last night hit the net
woke up in a sweat same scene different dream sudden ending grabbed a pillow and covered my head kicked the phone off the side of the bed tried to sing but the damn thing kept on ringing i know i'll go to mexico someplace nothing changes maybe i'll call on the phone maybe i'll write you a letter that's what i meant when i said goodbye backed the shovelhead out of the shed hit the interstate hard heading left the street below is water flowing undertow there's a song that i'd rather forget but i don't think i've shaken it yet as soon as i do i'm gonna write us another one i know i'll go to mexico someplace nothing changes maybe i'll call on the phone maybe i'll write you a letter that's what i meant when i said goodbye ... i know i'll go to mexico someplace nothing changes maybe i'll call on the phone maybe i'll write you a letter maybe i'll die maybe i'll learn how to fly that's what i meant when i said |
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from Chroma Key - Dead Air For Radios (2001)
i was half outside and half inside a dream
when i thought i heard your voice on my machine sang along had the song almost memorized liked the track so i laid back and let it fossilize (i've got all of this on video it just gets better every episode) america i was blind but now i see america right there in front of me lost my head in my hotel room when the ground shook had to choose between the bible and the phone book you're never home but that's okay it's so much easier that way 'cause i can't tell it to your face in real time anyway america i was blind but now i see america right there in front of me and it makes no sense to me unless i see it on t.v. so just launch that satellite and get it right ... america i was blind but now i see america right there in front of me and it makes no sense to me unless i see it on t.v. so just launch that satellite and get it right .. (sometimes the answer just comes) (sometimes the answer just comes) |
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from Chroma Key - Dead Air For Radios (2001)
fly blackbird fly
frozen the sea i see you old cover clouds new snow there they go silent but wings sun orange small i see you nowhere is home go alone and alone fly angel fly older than me i feel you coalcovered clouds white snow there you go heard myself call far from them all i feel you left them behind or ahead and he said sooner or later you get up off the floor when no one wants to hear it anymore someday soon you're gonna get up off the floor 'cause no one wants to hear that shit cry blackbird cry over the waves i hear you coalcovered clouds white snow there they go ice on your wings songless he sings i hear you nowhere is home go alone there's a phone |
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from Chroma Key - Dead Air For Radios (2001)
tell me something stupid
auction off my diary life is getting esoteric let me in your movie each time i walk out the door someone mixes metaphors life is so much cleaner on the page it's like the morning when i'm dreaming and everything is so pristine it's just a seven hour movie and i'm in every scene let me in my t.v. get this tape to tori got to have a subplot when i sell them my life story maybe i should write it first and do the living later 'cause life is so much cleaner on the page it's like the time i lost my body and then i saw it on t.v. somehow it shed a whole dimension but it still looked like me (hey! that looks like me!) each time i write lines for it someone improvises it life is so much cleaner on the page life is so much cleaner on the page |
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from Chroma Key - Dead Air For Radios (2001)
(now, now I know I'm not crazy. the fucking mouse, the mouse is back again. and I got him here, mother fff - he's in the fucking radiator. this prick, and he's lay - he's eating a fucking Dorito. and I can't get him. and he's looking at me, and he'll still eat the Dorito. he's behind the fucking - i'm gonna fucking kill him. this is war. now this is war. now watch what happens.) <i>[Todd Farrington]
took the flower back his wayward love had been mislead the sun is dying apologies she can't accept check the window quick the sun is dying blue and red of day to purple night and absent light to disarray took the flower back his wayward love had been mislead the sun is dying apologies she won't accept check the window quick the sun is dying a candle marks her tears the flame will fade she'll greet the dawn in disarray she steps into the stream the level rising she steps into the stream the level rising took the flower back his wayward love had been misled the level's rising steps into the stream we're so misled she'll watch the pain the level's rising blue and reds of day to purple night and absent light to disarray she steps into the stream the level rising she steps into the stream the level rising she steps into the stream the level rising she steps into the stream the level rising |
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Oh...Oh...
I see the sky Its becoming a very very bright red Almost an aurora... A red aurora And Its like I'm suspended And the light is so bright it hurts my eyes And I see this huge ball Now in the center its... Its A gray colored ball Almost.. oh... I don't know what its made of... But the rock like formation But as its turning now Its begining to change color Becoming a purplish Hazy Orange looking ball And now its beginning to gather great speed And as its going faster across the sky Part of it has broken off now And its going out behind the sun I see the huge ball in the sun Its a ball of fire And this is another ball of fire And a peice now has broken off And its heading off into the sun And there... oh...oh... Its an explosion oh... (ahh) I can't look...oh...oh... |
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