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Pirates At Play
05:34
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PIRATES AT PLAY
casting about, crushing
feeling the rush
on sediment and plaster
of the salt in the breeze
faster now, the captain sees
blood up ahead
puncture wounds
and silver spoons
pirates at play
lashing out, crashing
resisting the flow
of oceans and seas
and weak in the knees
the last of the
go-getters go
water and run
seafaring bums
pirates at play
genius thugs
pull out the rugs
from under the baron's walkway
pausing for tea
or a vague mutiny
it's only just pirates at play
pushing out, flushing
caught in the wind
spinning around
and running aground
the words of the captain
trail away
skimming the seas
ignoring the pleas
pirates at play
-7/23/07
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2. |
Queen Anne's Lace
03:36
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QUEEN ANNE'S LACE
up and down, to twist around
like thorns and dandelions
break the winter's ground
to see the press-on trees
like every squirrel sees
piece by piece, they gather
and slip away
slide and collide
we're all here for the ride
into the big, big wide
and the big, big wide
in and out, we're cast about
like slings and shots and arrows
we can never sleep without
the mother's tongue
saw off the rungs
unsung, the heroes wander
out, away
move and remove
we're getting back to the groove
of the big, big slide
of the big, big slide
here and there, we're splitting hairs
and singing to the bricks
and the slats of the stairs
the preacher's words
are for the birds
the third wheel splinters off
away
-7/24/07
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3. |
Cart Before The Horse
04:58
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CART BEFORE THE HORSE
every day
we put the cart before the horse
never thinking twice
or setting a course
every day
we put the cart before the horse
is it a diamond or just coal?
is it a spirit or just a soul?
is it an album or just songs?
is it fle or just a bong?
every day
we put the cart before the horse
never thinking twice
or setting a course
every day
we put the cart before the horse
is it religion or just a cult?
is it a fight or just assault?
is it a novel or just words?
is it a flock or just birds?
every day
we put the cart before the horse
never thinking twice
or setting a course
every day
we put the cart before the horse
is it a prize or just a token?
is it working or is it broken?
is it finished or just done?
is it a thousand or just one?
is it glass or just sand?
is it a nation or just land?
is it a fire or just a spark?
is it night? or is it just dark?
every day
we put the cart before the horse
never thinking twice
or setting a course
every day
we put the cart before the horse
-7/23/07
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4. |
Magnetic
02:44
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MAGNETIC
black skirts and candlewax
open toes and counterattacks
fragile skin and fever red
twist the words the sparrow said
quiet storms and barricades
queen of hearts and jack of spades
greasy spoons and highway slide
easy off and open wide
ignorance and fellow hands
passing ships to foreign lands
look around and seal the eyes
as they cut the chasers down to size
child like in innocence
pattern folder, terse and tense
to the fodder, to the wheel
nothing feels the way it feels
tourist trap and magnet pool
trick the martyr, trick the fool
once the olive stone has passed
is it still going to last?
-7/27/07
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5. |
Tornado Sees Me Coming
01:48
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TORNADO SEES ME COMING
wit and wisdom tear
on plastic pages in their chairs
relient on the trust
that we defy
this love and lust
the ladies cry
because they must
or it's just
because they're shy
press back the panic sheet
and feel the breeze, feel the breeze
that blows across your feet
soothsayer sees
all that he can see
the sedimentary freak
strangles in omnipotence
as silent as the meek
blows away in their impotence
mangled, slim, and sleek
they drift towards their
vain incompenence
the penance shaker breaks
to release foul breed
it's a go!
-7/24/07
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6. |
She's An Angel
03:58
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SHE'S AN ANGEL
i looked into the eyes of an angel
or was it only just a bird?
she was something kinda fragile
and she said hardly a word
i could feel her in the cockles
of my heart and on my mind
she led me off in shackles
but she's not the hurtin' kind
she's an angel
i thought about the moment when
she took me in and laid me down
i should have realized then
it was she who wore the crown
i listened to her wailing
and i listened to her song
she and i would never fail
if we could keep it up for long
she's an angel
i waited for the day
when she would carry me away
and she carried me away
she carried me away
what else could i say?
she's an angel
i thought i heard her cry
but it was only just the wind
she looked me in the eyes
and said "let's do it all again"
she's soft as a spring shower
and sweet as sugarcane
as vibrant as a flower
and as catchy as cocaine
she's an angel
-7/27/07
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7. |
Cathedral Sweep
03:47
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CATHEDRAL SWEEP
this door is closing slightly
no the ones who live without
all the finer things in life
like the air and water spout
it's a haul for the believer
it's a prison for the fools
like a prism, it's refracting
into deep magenta pools
to hear the sound of buzzards
makes the lion lose its cool
the floor is moving slightly
is it the room that spins around?
if we take it off, we might see
that this fever's never found
there's a tooth for every nail
and there's a pulse for every page
the dying ones are ones who show
no symptoms of their age
to feel the sweat of summer
is to feel the breath of rage
their fingers tremble slightly
get a grip or pass it by
every time the shutters close
you hear another angel cry
it's a countdown for the righteous
it's a crutch for every saint
read the words, it's not the same
as all the pictures that they paint
some day the ones who argue this
will be the ones who faint
-7/28/07
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8. |
Silver Breath Fox
01:36
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SILVER BREATH FOX
bless the paupers
on the edge of the spin
push the pin
through the folds of your skin
release your tears
only if you see it fit
slash the air
or just forget about it
-7/25/07
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9. |
Plastic Persuasion
04:38
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PLASTIC PERSUASION
plastic persuasion
from the mouth of a waif
such a stony sensation
their secrets are safe
drive! said the joker
before they're destroyed
trembling, they woke her
and stole all her toys
such a wonderful reunion
such a beautiful sight
in the light of the moon
in the still of the night
in the eyes of the wise
in the trails of the tears
in the lines of the lies
you can swallow your fears
such a joyous occasion
it's the wise who explode
this plastic persuasion
got us stumbling down the road
plastic persuasion
in the eyes of a child
between the flags of these nations
and the scars of the wild
fly! said the angel
as she tore off her wings
elegant and stumbling
through the wisdom she brings
such a beautiful disaster
such a wonderful ride
in the chill of the wind
and the panic inside
in the heart of the darkness
and the thrill of the void
in the cracks on your face
you can never avoid
such a joyous occasion
it's the wise who explode
this plastic persuasion
got us stumbling down the road
plastic persuasion
in the heart of the young
it's like a faint variation
of all the songs that we've sung
run! said the outlaw
as he grabbed for the gold
miracles abound
if you just do what you're told
such a wonderful position
such a beautiful swing
in the folds of the gutter
where we shake off the sting
in the of the pavement
in the holes in the wall
you can move yourself swiftly
if you can handle the fall
such a joyous occasion
it's the wise who explode
this plastic persuasion
got us stumbling down the road
-7/25/07 & 1/17/18
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10. |
Hope Is
03:55
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HOPE IS
levitate the passengers
and envelop the rush
where the blues meets the rage
of the revolver crush
blush, cries the outlaw
as he sweeps up his pride
parceled to pastures
and wasted inside
hope's never wasted
on the ones who receive
or the ones who are waiting
for the ones who believe
hope is a taste on the nape of the neck
hope's never wasted
pass the golden eagle
through the talons of your soul
and think about the ones
who skipped out on the toll
out of the garden
of fevers and lies
holy as mothers
and slicker than spies
hope's never wasted
on the ones who receive
or the ones who are waiting
for the ones who believe
hope is a taste on the nape of the neck
hope's never wasted
escalate the evermore
to the level of this
turn your back to the shakers-off
and the ones you'll never miss
into the movement
beyond black and white
over these canyons
and way out of sight
hope's never wasted
on the ones who receive
or the ones who are waiting
for the ones who believe
hope is a taste on the nape of the neck
hope's never wasted
-7/24/07
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11. |
Pray For Rain
03:29
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PRAY FOR RAIN
catching the rain
dreaming of a new day
relish in the thunder
to wash out and rock
the sunhine away
praying for rain
and the lightning brigade
to drink in the storm
and to wade through
the mess that it made
remember the rain
revere the brash hurricane
remember the flood
and the way that it
made room for a new good
hoping for rain
to clear out the dust
and to let us breathe again
-7/29/07
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12. |
It's A Good Crush
01:44
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IT'S A GOOD CRUSH
the heartbreaker's last stand, oh no
slice all the eyes of the fans you know
the brand doesn't matter
as long as there's clatter
of pots against pans against pans
it's a good crush...
-7/25/07
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13. |
The Days Before Gold
03:16
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THE DAYS BEFORE GOLD
strike gold in the carolina camouflage
beasts bring the letters to the fold
the tiniest of scars drape your neck
and remind me of the days before the gold
before the gold - before the mad rush
before the gold - raise your hands
raise your hands if you've ever seen it
the dawn of the days of the cold
all the lions of the world, they will fall away
to the ways of the days before the gold
before the gold - before the landslide
before the gold - raise your hands
press your face into the mirror
on the walls of the halls of the bold
react to the light and to the praise
and think of the days before the old
before the gold - before the bright lights
before the gold - raise your hands
crash into pools of your blue blood
and wash your face of the mold
that grows in place of the fire
that died out in the days before gold
before the gold - before the mad rush
before the gold - before the landslide
before the gold - before the bright lights
before the gold - raise your hands
-7/23/07
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14. |
It's Like The First Time
01:39
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IT'S LIKE THE FIRST TIME
it's like the first time
we beat the bastards dry
and took up in the corners
where the mice and eagles fly
it's like the last time
we ran, screaming in the breeze
to anyone who'd hear us
from the hobos to the trees
it's like the next time
we turn the moon around
we'll stop and ruminate
with our fingers in the ground
it's like the first time
all over again...
-7/27/07
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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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