1. |
Woven
04:38
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we had been
following
the same creekbed
for many moons
stumblin
among the dead
roots
we just about
had it figured out
is something stirring in the grass?
we just about
had it all sorted out
i swear there’s something stirring in the tall grass
we had just about
set foot on fertile ground
but now you’re turning back
running back up that hill
i start to falter
while you continue to stand
and i dissolve
like silk
in the sea’s hand
and i dissolve
and i dissolve
and i dissolve
like silk in her hand
we move in
in slow mo
we move in slow
in slow mo
we’re woven into
in slow mo
we were woven into
in slow mo
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2. |
Set Up House
03:59
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when i saw your name on the list
i felt vibrations in my hips
our orbitals again in resonance
might we revisit it
the hum of the sub sends ripples out
one graces my glass, one your mouth
arching your back on the back of the green room couch
perhaps you and i should set up house
what a tantalizing gift
there's no denying that the gloves fit
still, i was a bit shocked when you hopped into my lift
i didn't see it coming, i must admit
the hum of the sub send ripples all about
it's getting harder and harder...to doubt
the way your skin glistens ‘neath that blouse
perhaps you and i should set up house
the hum of the sun sends ripples out
moving through us, passing through us
feels just about like eighty gauss
perhaps you and i should set up house
the calm of the dawn as we feather
flock to our locks, it’s time to severe
the way you ride by in that tight knit sweater
perhaps we should set up house together
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3. |
Think Outside
02:07
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it didn’t happen like you said
it didn’t read like it read
what have you killed that ain’t been dead
what’d you ever kill that ain’t already dead
think outside
they are coming round
pry probing down
rising as it goes
boys are comin round
knockin straw doors down
we will not before long
think outside
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4. |
Laki
05:03
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the dark bitter haze arrived in late
spring and stayed
spring and stayed
dull and indifferent the ash settles thick on the ground
a guest most unwelcome came in the
night and stayed
night and stayed
i saw fountains of fire
babes splayed on the funeral pyre
heard them cry
do not drink from the parrish well
livestock strewn
the earth but a gaping wound
the corpses their throats cry out
do not drink from the parrish well
lo the ashen tongues
feel the blackened lungs
now we gather Huddle together
do not drink from the parrish well
i awoke and the sun rose
on the wrong side
sun blotted out, tongues falling out
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5. |
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diving swimming cutting cleaning
down in the depths of my soul she finds
something that glitters like gold inside
told her be careful she might find
find herself lost in the depths of mine
lost in the sight of her eyes i might
let myself go to the other side
don’t look for me Just let me be
deep in her love found me lost at sea
please you don’t understand
deep in her ocean i don’t see no land
something euphoric Her pearls in my hand
delicate flower o’er my land
please you don’t understand
deep in her waters i don’t need no land
something euphoric Her pearls in my hand
delicate flower o’er my land
i’m diving deep again
somewhere off in the deep end
where i go it depends
where our story will end
it’s getting deep again
she knows the world that i’m in
i’m feelin’ her she’s softer than silk in my clothes
telling me to go and take ‘em off
she knows what it is, she knows that i’m not
none of these lames, she knows that i’ve got
nothing but the best of intentions
i’m the one that she ain’t gotta question
deep again i’m somewhere in the deep end
and where i go it depends
i can’t escape you i can’t escape you
and i don’t blame you i just surrender
to this lust this lust
cause somewhere in between there’s us
down in the depths of my soul she finds
something that glitters like gold inside
told her be careful she might find
find herself lost in the depths of mine
lost in the sight of her eyes i might
let myself go to the other side
don’t look for me Just let me be
deep in her love found me lost at sea
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6. |
Pen Gen
03:39
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you get what you paid for
you’ve got the disease
after all that you’ve fought for
now let’s start with the pleas
you’re never gonna face the wall
what you’ve been seeing
well it’s not a sound
it’s more like a feeling
rising up from the ground
you’ll never have to face the wall
you got what you came for
congrats on the lease
to think you were dirt poor
now let’s start burning tree
we’re sad but we’re dancing
what you believe in
well it’s not a fraud
but it’s not a god
you’ll never have to face the wall
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7. |
Rent
00:35
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you got what you came for
when you tried to break free
it’s all over now
the building’s on fire
and you’re talkin’ ‘bout rent
the building’s on fire
and you’re talkin’ ‘bout rent
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8. |
Hell Away
03:33
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The sun is hot. Our fate continues to be suspended in suspense.
A man was walking down the dusty road to Rio Nanay, shuffling a deck of cards as he went. On the plane a woman began to sing litanies, and then, her eyes growing wilder and wilder, to rail at evil spirits.
Not until we had landed and taxied to a stop did she calm down. Am I in the wrong place here, or in the wrong life?
Did I not recognize, as I sat in a train that raced past a station and did not stop, that i was on the wrong train, and did I not learn from the conductor that the train would not stop at the next station, either a hundred kilometers away, and did he not also admit to me, whispering with his hand shielding his mouth, that the train would not stop at all?
Drastic measures, he whispered to me, were appropriate only for someone who had not set foot on this continent yet. To fail to embrace my dreams now would be a disgrace so great that sin itself would not be able to find a name for it.
(excerpt from "Conquest of the Useless' by Werner Herzog
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9. |
Need More Rage
04:21
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feeling trapped like a ship full of rats
who just fought off a plague
now about to be wiped out
by a traitor who took the bait
at sea for days fear that can’t be assuaged
could the rumors be true
men so impotent that a caste of rodents
could slaughter captain & crew
wrists obtuse
pry them loose
eyes on sideways minds running on haze
no one can be trusted
don’t let them say you can’t access your rage
it can be mustered
wrists obtuse
pry them loose
if you say, i’ll pull the chute
if you say, i’ll pull the chute
don’t let them say you don’t need your rage
don’t let them say you don’t need more rage
never have they they can’t be trusted
never they must be mustered
never have they don’t let them say
never have they fought a plague
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10. |
Before Long
03:54
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before long we will be gone
with nothing to prove
before long we will be gone
nothing to lose
before long we will be gone
nothing but blue
you can’t see in front of you
hands up don’t shoot
before long we will be gone
peace come to you
before long we will be gone
nothing left to do
you ask me to wait
and you ask my mother too
and her mother too
and her mother too
hands up don’t shoot
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UPHOLSTERY Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Dark music for curious minds.
Upholstery creates original works for stage, film, and
stereos. The ensemble draws on a wide range of musical influences - from Portishead to Talking Heads, cabaret to post-punk - while striving to create music that is visceral and thought-provoking.
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