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Low
05:15
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LOW
low, low
how does it go
to the flow, so low
on the apropos
low, low
i get so slow
to the flow
so low
this river is a majesty
grandeur in its sweep
such a travesty to watch it
suck away beneath my feet
to move in tiny circles
is the first sign of defeat
this glacier is a goddess
ice to settle so
for all they ways they tried to buy us
we pretend we didn't know
to move in tiny circles
is the only way to flow
this desert is a beacon
and a symbol of the crimes
for all that we've been seeking
that. we never hoped to find
the windows that we peek in
house the gods from time to time
who are we to say we need them
even if we cross the line
to move in tiny circles
is the greatest warning sign
-7/27/07
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2. |
Blue Sky High
06:04
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BLUE SKY HIGH
blue skies teasing me
every time i go outside
blue skies taunting me
every time i'm stuck inside
blue skies tell no lies
jealous, like a lover
at the door
feeling like a dove
before the war
it's a cold slap
in the face of the faith
and the doubt
it's like a long nap
in the place where we
waste our last shout
zealous, like a drone
who found a new way
tempted like the stones
of the day
it's a long haul
to the edge of the edge
of the sun
it's a close call
when the only ones left
have to run
silent, like a speck
of dust in the breeze
open, like a door
to the deserts and seas
it's a fine line
between the truth and the lie
and the grey
it's a long time
to wait for the new day
blue skies teasing me
every time i go outside
blue skies taunting me
every time i'm stuck inside
blue skies tell no lies
7/25/07
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3. |
We Are The Flood
05:58
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WE ARE THE FLOOD
to waste even a moment - to chase it all the way
coz that's what they want and if that's what they get
it's enough to curse or pass it by
we are the moon
we are the rain
we are the boon
we are the bane
we are the flesh
we are the blood
we are the flood
to look beyond your eyes is to take part in the day
and we struggle just to think the way they think
and if that's the way then all we do is play along
we are the sun
we are the stars
we are the guns
we are the cars
we are the earth
we are the mud
we are the flood
like a lion in a den
we dream in averages
how can you win
without scavenging?
to think about the what-if
to dream the day away
but is that what you want?
if it is, we'll forget it
just enough to rearrange it then
we are the sky
we are the dirt
we are the cry
we are the hurt
we are the slap
we are the thud
we are the flood
-7/24/07
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Cymbal
03:15
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CYMBAL
this journal is tangled
a web's ever weaved
isn't it nothing
if just to believe
all the wisdom, it's dealt
like card from a stack
when the foundation's felt
it's flat on its back
the pious rememberance
still for a day
the cold of december
will soon go away
and leave us with meadows
of flowers and green
if you see shadows
you're where you should be
two isn't always
the way that they are
sometimes they're crazed
sometimes they go far
it's like a balloon
and it's drifting up
it will settle down soon
on the rim of your cup
her words are so tender
her touch is divine
we sit and remember
erase all the lines
that keep us in places
and direct our moves
but the warmth of her face
is enough just to soothe
to lift is to carry
to bend is to break
it ain't all that scary
as long as we wake
to try is to tremble
to spin is to win
she's like a cymbal
crashing again...
-7/27/07
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5. |
Like A Tangerine
04:48
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LIKE A TANGERINE
she's like a tangerine
sweet inside but so damn mean
looks like an angel
acts like a queen
sight unseen - like a tangerine
she opens up her eyes
and she scans the scene
oh, my tangerine
she lifts me with her smile
like a pick-me-up machine
oh, my tangerine
she holds the moment down
and projects it on her screem
oh, my tangerine
she fills me in my soul
and all the spaces in between
she takes it all in stride
bouncing like a trampoline
oh, my tangerine
she sings to me of lust
in words both tender and obscene
oh, my tangerine
she points up to the sky
and complains about the sheen
oh, my tangerine
she fills me in my soul
and all the spaces in between
she takes me by the hand
and shakes off her old routines
oh, my tangerine
she's as gentle as a baby
fights just like a wolverine
oh, my tangerine
she'll dance with me on monday
tuesday, back in the ravine
oh, my tangerine
she fills me in my soul
and all the spaces in between
-7/27/07
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6. |
Maya Carolina
07:03
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MAYA CAROLINA
maya carolina
got the wood, she got the shine
maya carolina
got the wisdom and the wine
maya carolina
feelin' good, she's feelin' fine
maya caolina
says she's mine
maya carolina
in the sweet tobacco glow
got a foot out on the porch
and another in the road
sometimes she remembers
that it's fortune of the flood
maya carolina
in the frame of all the rain
waiting for the way
when she can do it all again
sometimes she sings of angela
and sometimes she's in the drain
maya carolina
in the kitchen with the grease
sings a song of freedom
writes a poem for the peace
sometimes she gets the itch
to live a life of ease
maya carolina
cruisin' down the avenue
the old red hen is burning
in a blaze of green and blue
sometimes she sits and wonders
just what she's gonna do
-7/29/07
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7. |
Clockwise
03:21
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CLOCKWISE
everybody brace yourself
the world is moving clockwise
talking tough, in circles, lies
the world is moving clockwise
the counter is another
in the era of the spin
think about your mother
and the good old washing bin
waiting for the day
when you can take it all in
everybody brace yourself
the world is moving clockwise
cutting all the fools down to size
the world is moving clockwise
-7/29/07
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8. |
Out On The Rails
02:58
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OUT ON THE RAILS
out on the rails
the slick of the street
has us up by the nails
too tough to be clever
too frail to be cute
out on the rails
like a snail
or forbidden fruit
the needle hits empty
on the dark desert road
we could be the next to go
if the pressure's enough
to keep it at bay
then perhaps we can kick up
our heels and walk away
out on the rails
the worst of its kind
has us up on our tails
too quiet for sleep
too stale for retreat
out on the rails
like a whale
on a forgotten beach
the ones who crawl out
are the ones who stay down
we could read into the mess
if the time was enough
for the luxury sweep
then perhaps we could lay
and get back to sleep
out on the rails
the fruits of the trade
are splitting the sails
too blessed to be evil
too wise to be weird
out on the rails
like a failure
for all of these years
if not for the company
it would be something else
on display just to stump me
if the wind was enough
to blow us away
then perhaps we could save
the skin of the day
-7/25/07
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9. |
Thunder And Nails
05:12
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THUNDER AND NAILS
bright lights wander
in the northeastern sky
they flicker and sweep
and blow you blue sky high
just like the sound
of a thousand horn blow
just like the sight
of a thousand coal glow
feel the flow and flutter
late night drunks
and sleepy serenades
pushed in the mud
down at the rosebud parade
just like the shine
of a thousand sun's shine
just like the moon
or a faint silver line
feel the flow and flutter
backyard grazers
and soapbox brigades
speak of the ravens
and the messes that they could have made
just like the feet
of a thousand stampedes
just like the hope
of the thousands in need
feel the flow and flutter
can you hear the wind blow?
it's like thunder and nails
punctured or pressed
like diamonds, they tip the scales
to the ones who desire
to the ones who fail
it's like thunder and nails
-7/25/07
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10. |
The Good And The Bad
05:06
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THE GOOD & THE BAD
it's the good, it's the bad
it's everything you ever had
right there, in the middle of the air
it's the wise, it's the fool
it's the ones who lose their cool
back to back, it never really seems that fair
just like an onion
different layers
as we peel the skin away
new faces and opinions
different players, different days
it's like a torch
that's been left out in the rain
scan the porch
but don't let them know your name
it's the good, it's the bad
it's everything you ever had
the piper, he keeps falling down the stairs
it's the wise, it's the fool
it's the ones who lose their cool
back to back, it never really seems that fair
it's like a song that
everybody used to sing so long ago
we all may know the words
but where it came from, no one knows
it's like a breast
of a mother, to her child
he's clutching at her chest
just like it's going out of style
it's the good, it's the bad
it's everything you ever had
you can break the chains, but only if you dare
it's the wise, it's the fool
it's the ones who lose their cool
back to back, it never really seems that fair
it's like a field
in heart of urban sprawl
their skin is peeled
but they're still learning how to crawl
it's like a half-wit
at the head of the parade
he may not know shit
but he knows just how it's made
it's the good, it's the bad
it's everything you ever had
it's the ones who stare, and the ones who never cared
it's the wise, it's the fool
it's the ones who lose their cool
back to back, it never really seems that fair
-7/25/07
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11. |
About Time
02:50
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ABOUT TIME
carnivals and devils
marching through the roundabouts
seeking shelter, seeking fame
from over here to thereabouts
the twilight makes a shaker
breaks the heels of mother light
and displays it's bounty
high upon the mountains of the night
opulent and ocular
his eyelids never close
always keeps a watch
and always staying on his toes
the bastards of the alleys
spill their guts in mock defeat
and they twist their necks
to knock the servants over, off their feet
cobblestones and cornerstones
the markets and the stalls
they heard the thunder coming
but they knew they'd never fall
it's like that old religion
where they pleased, one at a time
sometimes i wish we had that
rather than these stairs we climb
it's about time....
-7/28/07
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12. |
The Dim
03:24
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THE DIM
i went out walking
through the dim air of the night
she was like an apparition
dressed in chains of red and white
i thought of my mother
and my sisters and my wife
i thought of the words
and the songs of my life
in the dim - in the dim, dim night
i kept on walking
through the ghettoes and streets
my thoughts were a-flutter
visions of shallows and sheets
i thought of the folks
at the end of their ropes
and blew out the smoke
and all shred of hope
in the dim - in the dim, dim night
i sat there thinking
of everyone i've ever known
their faces are different
the children have grown
i sang to the memories
and danced in the light
on the edge of awake
in the dim of the night
in the dim - in the dim, dim night
-7/25/07
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13. |
Starve
02:18
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STARVE
the dinner bell rings
it reminds me of the
springtime of my life
and the songs we sang
it was something else
remember the diamond
the way that it cuts
to believe is to bend
and shake up the lie
of the land & the wind
to go starving again...
-7/27/07
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14. |
Simple As It Seems
02:57
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SIMPLE AS IT SEEMS
to bask in wine and roses
to go dancing with the queen
to believe although you know
it's not as simple as it seems
to waste a moment waiting
for the ones who pull the screen
like a simple twist of faith
these bitter nails are never clean
to walk with gods and demons
to know just what it means
when they say it's part of living
just to hear the ego scream
to dream of something other
than the same old rotten scene
it's enough to make it pass
but not as simple as it seems
to sing like fortune tellers
on the edge of some serene
camouflage and shooting stars
it's just the way they get between
all the exits and the outlaws
of the yellow and the green
it's such an easy target
but not as simple as it seems
to feel the crush of feathers
in the pillows of the street
some tell you not to worry
they've got everything you need
it's like a fabled story
or some vivid, lucid dream
it's enough to get you out
but not as simple as it seems
-7/27/07
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15. |
Red Light River
03:49
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RED LIGHT RIVER
open water, sterile void
irreversible light mavens
take the basket from the
hands of the children
and bless their own nose
as if it was nothing at all
there's nothing but mud in the river
as red as the blood of the forgiver
no one can live in the eyes
of the ice in the sieve
-7/23/07
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16. |
Blistered Blues
04:04
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BLISTERED BLUES
i wrote a letter
just to see what i would say
situation meltdown
if only it would go away
sometimes i feel so desparate
i can barely fake a grin
sometimes it's just a measure
just a way to save my skin
i held it all inside
and kept on down the beaten road
imitation breakdown
only waiting to explode
sometimes i get i get so worked up
on the ineffectual things
and sometimes, it's some jerk-off
and the bullshit that they bring
too tender to be touched
too simple to be bought
too fucked up to be much
more than just distraught
it's all too much, it's all too much
more than a lot
i put it in a song
with bitter words and evil chords
sensational outburst
it's a goal we work towards
sometimes i miss the point
just to get to what i'd say
and sometimes the disappointment
just drives me away
too wasted to be worth it
too shunned to be of use
too stunned to wanna dance
around in other's dirty shoes
it's all too much, it's all too much
these blistered blues
i wrote a letter
just to see what i would say...
-7/27/07
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17. |
Hand Over Hand
03:08
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HAND OVER HAND
a point of reference
a party line
to get a grip
is to know the time
to feel the slip
is to hear the chimes
they're ringing in the square
every hour, on the nines
to the teeth
to what they speak
to the ones beneath
every floor that creaks
what of the other ones
spitting their dust
to the ones who desire
the ones who they trust
hand over hand
is just one of the ways
that we bust
a mode of departure
a part of the plan
to start is to measure
the wings of the span
to wish is to want
and to want is to need
if the need is too much
then we'll just never be
head over head
is just one of the ways
that we see
a waste of a word
to be chasing the bird
along all the breaks
of all that we have heard
to dream is to drift
and to die is to buy
the wise are the ones
who can see through the mud
just to try
wing over wing
is just one of the ways
that we fly
-7/29/07
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Chris Anderson Alexandria, Virginia
Chris is a wildly prolific songwriter who has hovered among the outskirts of the music world for over 30 years. On his own
label, Flying Dachshund Music, Chris has released 154 CDs, 96 of them being full-length albums. That's just the tip of the iceberg and there are no signs of stopping. Ever.
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