1. MOUTHFULL OF WASPS

A list of things that should be said
Now weighs a forest on your tongue
And all your virtues safely kept
In vaseline have slipped by gone

Put it on the vast choir sings
Let the Broncos run wild again
Wipe it off that purgatory grin
Cause it's all too convincing

Show me that it's easy
Say that you are in need of me
Don't talk of the costs
With a mouthful of wasps
Time is up, so let them all fly
Up in the sky.

Yes, I was taught among your kind
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By drilling tunnels towards the core
In through the multi-detailed mind
Where rich and simple is at war

Put it on the vast choir sings
Let the Broncos run wild again
Wipe it off that diabolic grin
Cause it's so contrived
And it frightens me

Show me that you're easy
Say that you believe in me
Don't act out your frost
with a mouthful of wasps
Time is up so them all fly

Behind those weary eyes
Some broken story hides
I need to know and you have to show
Before it strikes its roots
And strangles everything


2. INTRUDER

Trees of autumn fire
Yellow, brown and red
Sinking in the mire
Bowing down their heads
Whispering that all things
Ceases to exist
Apple cores and smoke rings
Lovers in the mist

Remember what
You came in here for
That he had to go
Sooner than you'll know
You're an open door
To an empty store
Fill the shelves again
Fill them while you cans

Here comes the intruder
Our least expected guest
He tiptoes like a cougar
And finds us at our best
Struggling for protraction
Seasons in the sun
One more season in the sun
Begging for one last fraction
Of what we had begun

Remember what
You came in here for
That the bells will toll
Sooner than you know
You're an open door
To an empty store
Fill the shelves again
Fill them while you can

With a list in his mind
And a hole in his eye
And a hood on his head
And our time on his side
And a scythe in his hand
And a broad smiling face
And a hovering walk
And a bend on his back
He has come to collect


3. MANTARAY

You're such a perfect swimmer
Like a mantaray
Flying over the rocks
And the spray
Strikes me how you still shimmer
In your own weary way
Sliding under the waves
Twisting on rays of the sun

It's your sun
It's your waves
It's your water

You're such a hazardous driver
Like a firefly
Getting lost in the woods
Rushing past me in a wild swirl
Like a tumbleweed
Oh and it makes me unsure
If ever you were in the room

Now it's my moon
It's my still
It's my paper stacks

Kick of your camouflage
Just one small glimpse of where you are
Show me you're not an apparition girl

Now I'm up on the hillside
In the shade of the vine
Where all the lost come to hide
With sore bended spines

Excavating for conclusions
In an arid ground
Under the stones and the roots
Nothing is there to be found

Now it's your sun
It's my moon
And it's our earthquake
Kick off your camouflage
Just one small glimpse of where you are
Show me I'm not an apparition girl


4. PALLAS ATHENA

Stand up and undress
Show me your treasure
The forest I will set ablaze
And all that I adore

Sheltered in caress
Buried in pleasure
Wrap your leaves around my face
Don't let go of me no more
No more


5. STILL BOY

Hiding out behind the birch
And frozen lakes
The view of things seems clearer here
And my mistakes
Don't fill out the capacious bags
That I dragged upstairs
Gives me time to grow a love
Where I had fear

How long will you wait
At the shady end of the slope
Am I already late
With my pyramid-sized hopes

Stillboy holds his breath
Til something appears
All dumb, all deaf, all turned over
To the wolves

Stepping out of everything
To nothingness
Cause at every tick of the clock
Our time weighs a little less

How long will you wait
At the shady end of the slope
Am I already late
With my pyramid-sized hopes

Stillboy holds his breath
'til something appears
All dumb, all deaf, all turned over
Stillboy waves his hand
One time too many
All dumb, all deaf, all turned over
To the wolves

Like the chickens need the fox
And daylight longs for the dark
I excuse myself to go and make my mark

Stillboy holds his breath
Til something appears
All dumb, all deaf, all turned over
Stillboy waves his hand
One time too many
All dumb, all deaf, all turned over
To the wolves


6. BEWILDERED IN THE CITY

Angelic friend, I watch you sparkle from afar
With spikes and dents
And a hundred thousand luminous arms
I wouldn't know how to find your exit doors
I wouldn't know how to stay and extract it all

You're the end of everything real
My longest lasting love

Meandering through your streets of maple shade
Caving in, deep beneath your ponderous blades
Your days are short
Your nights are smothered with exhaust
And framing lights
Burning up the homesick thoughts

In unison we vibrate and roar
Up somewhere on the forty third floor
An abundance of bewildering thoughts
It's you, it's you, it's you

You never listen or understand
Never to care if I'm here or there
I'm mole rushing blind through your nooks and veins
Curling up drunk in your vacant carpool lanes
it's you, it's you, it's you

You're the end of everything real
The silver cord to which I am reeled
In unison we vibrate and roar
My longest lasting love


7. PURSUIT OF MISERY

And the ring is golden
And the gate stands open
And the lilies of the valley
And the girl is more than shrewd
And this place is such a scoop
And the crowd looks up

To your marble tower
To the jolts from your silver drum
To the sweets gone sour

You're the perpetrator
You're the escalator and
You're southbound
So southbound
But never coming down
You're a lunaroma
With a gloom diploma
And the crowd stands up

To your marble tower
To the jolts from your silver drum
To the sweets gone sour
To the torch going out
To the song of a lemon flower
To the strong pursuits

Time won't listen
Time won't listen
Time in time will make you listen


8. TIME HAS DESERTED US

The coolest enemy
That I have ever seen
Is humming of impending war
He slouches on the couch
And tramples of the vow
Not to come here anymore

Some odd persistent nerve
That he has got preserved
When I am all dry ice to touch
An unaffected smile
To add up to his pile
Of insolence immaculate

Time's deserted us
So have our days
The author has written us
Out of his play
And without a sound
I'll gently vaporize

He's bringing drinks and talk
And chicken wings on fork
That dances in on master plan
And everything gets turned
Like nothing's ever learned
The gates of hell unlock themselves

Now what else could it be
When you face your enemy
Still too soft-shelled to withstand
This growing pressure balloon
Is meant to crack up soon
For silence to be infinite

Time's deserted us
So have our days
The author has written us
Out of his play
And without a sound
I'll slowly glide away

I am not saying where I'm headed
Or where I will end
Surely won't regret it
I am not precious but well spent
And without a sound
I'll quickly vaporize

Closed ends
Past tense
Dead friends
No offense

Closed ends
Past tense
Dead friends
No offense


9. DANGER BEAR

Time is a fever
A crystal breeze
An iron flame
Time is a deceiver
You think you own
And it turns away

Fast oh so fast it burns
Like a comet that crashes our sphere
Last time we looked you were
Danger bear
Danger bear

Boy you're a freight train
That runs through the hordes
Of werewolves and flakes
Your heart is for beating
Not the fiends
That stand in your way

Fast oh so they turn
Slipping like soap in your hand
Last time we looked you were
Spider-man
Spider-man

The vampire that hides
In the dim corner as you walk by
Will turn into cinder with one laser beam from your eye
So lean back tuck in and drift off


10. THE INDIAN (THAT DWELLS INSIDE THIS CHEST)

Stay a little while
There's an arrow tucked into my spine
Walk with me awhile
Like an Indian trailing
My tail feathers
Through dry rivers and plains
Be my time friend
Who covers back and front
A shelter from the sun
A soothing hand in the twilight
My ignition my permission to let go
Let go and just go

I'm afraid to admit all the things I regret
Now it’s said
But the night came too soon
And the days running late
It’s hard to change
The Indian that dwells inside this chest

With furrows in your brow
You're still a rainbow
Crawling up the sky
With droplets in your eye
You're still sure of your pathways
So I'll sway in your wash

I'm afraid to admit all the things I regret
Now it’s said
Though the picture that passes our window has changed
Its hard to change
The Indian that dwells inside this chest


11. HIDDEN TRACK

(Instrumental)