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Offended
03:14
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Loaded Questions
00:55
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As Roses
04:23
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As roses a long line of blue
They smile indiscreetly up at you
The soul of the day in reward
You’re all that’s left so please keep from getting bored.
As roses a long line of red
They’ve fed off everything that’s failed that's dead.
And now all the dreams that you’ve fled,
We’ll find another one in your bed.
So close your precious eyes little one
And seek comfort in the darkness, when you’ve done.
The flame burns from blue then to red
Now rest in the warmth restored of what’s been read.
As roses a long line of death
So cast out all the demons in your breadth.
The lame and the weak will implore
But you must please just keep from getting bored.
Please just keep from getting bored.
Please just keep from getting bored.
As roses in their last waking bloom
Have flowered with a pluck of that finite loom
And friends to your side you recall
Who will catch you at the first sign of fall?
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Pax Romana
03:01
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We're burning down statues and raising up new ones.
We all must hold the sign.
If you prefer to not to, there's a sign for that — and someone will hold it for you.
Given today we'll fight for you, but tomorrow we might fight you too.
So bombs will be dropped, and people will talk,
“Dear Bob what do you think?
Is the Pax Romana not magnificent?!"
“I don’t read fiction, I read history,”
He said, without the slightest smile.
The irony of it all is his mystery
But for us here’s a dusty pyre
But I'll stand with the Ottomans as they conquer Central Europe—
Burn down all the bureaucratic nonsense.
Finally, a position that’s completely clear,
Though they stand on other’s ground,
In the hearts of their enemies strike fear.
Learning is the new sacrificial lamb
And so we slaughtered our exams
I’ll regurgitate what you think you need
But history is just a recipe.
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5. |
You and Me
01:27
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You call me your bunny
I call you my honey
We go perfectly
Which is why you can't leave me
You and me go together like
Cherries and ice cream.
You and I go together like
Whip cream and pie.
When I tell you, “I love you”
It's not a lie. It is very true.
Yeah, I will keep on lovin' you.
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6. |
Oh Caroline
05:25
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Oh Caroline
Have you been misused?
Your family cries divided
The fires of our faults ignited
Positions willfully assumed
Debts and rage exhumed
Love and labor
Without one a sabre
Provision is a step
Alone a step too few.
I didn’t love you,
And if I did I lied.
But the hatred in my heart
The hatred’s finally died.
Oh Caroline
I hope you’ve found a life to live,
And people with real love to give.
Time may never heal our wounds,
But we may as well bury them in these dunes.
This desert doesn't seem to end,
and my thirst remains unquenched.
Surely we’ve already seen the worst
But we’ve been saying that for years
The moon upon my misdeeds many shines,
And like Augustine I’m richest in pears and lies.
Just before I close my eyes
I hear your desperate cries.
And if I’m haunted here
I cringe to know your fear.
I almost remember happy days,
But these are just memories.
Forgive me, I’ve mumbled.
Forgive me, I’ve stumbled.
Oh Caroline.
Oh Caroline
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7. |
My Shadow
02:37
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Stepped out of bed not knowing
What the day would bring but it looks like
It’s all really quite funny
My sunny day turned rainy
I’ve been looking for my shadow
My only friend—but it looks like
He’s not around
He can’t be found
It’s hard to live in a world
Where the sun might fade
Everything obscured by the shade
Tomorrow’s joys in sorrows presently paid
I’ve been looking for my shadow
My only friend—but it looks like
He’s not around He can’t be found
I’m all alone
So if you see my shadow
Please let me know
What friends I have are on loan
And my dreams it seems
Cuz I’ve been looking for my shadow
My only friend—but it looks like
But he’s not around He can’t be found
I’m all alone
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8. |
Mis[ter]conduct
02:52
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What came first the projector or the screen?
The teacher or the textbook? Who cares what you've seen?
Wipe that face off your look.
Hang yourself on our hooks, they’ve been set aside for what we took
Here’s a combination, please lock your mind inside — no thinking during class.
We've invented our knowledge and called it expensive--but not all will be accepted.
You’ll have to meet the baseline digits
*Ah, yes. Between watering the concrete, and painting the grass green… tuition should only go up a couple thousand dollars...*
Incompetence and confidence the best teacher makes
Now please stop thinking for the curriculum’s sake
Find the debt that's right for you, fulfill your requirements and pay your dues.
At the end’s a paper, we had signed just for you,
*walk quickly—there are a lot of these to get through.*
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9. |
Birds Below
04:03
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Do your eyes often to the skies ascend?
Soaring with birds below, and lyres above.
Have you scoured the weight of your power?
Conflicts in silence.
Have you had enough of all
You thought you desired?
Read Will Durant's story of humanity
The world is failing in perpetuity
Just because you planted an acorn
Doesn't mean you'll see the tree
If you can't bring peace to the world
Bring it to your family
If you can't help all the people
Just help one.
Abandon the warmth of familiarity
for the cold side of the pillow
I've suppressed more of my memory
Than I care to remember.
Now as in times past, it's finally December.
Just as in times past.
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10. |
A Winter's Chill
03:10
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Twisting and twirling,
The bounding and swirling
Is strides ahead of
The life I had planned,
And furthers its span
In the nonsense of living
Where everyday is for giving.
And a winter’s chill reminds us
As Roses dormant close
Let's please just stay composed
For we all must reap what's been sown
The fireplace crackles that we are forgiven,
As the kettle said to the stove.
Its whistle is ringing
in ears that heard singing
Once not so long ago.
Together alone
With the kettle we're screaming
For that which we can never know.
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11. |
The Diurnal Nocturne
02:05
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Bomethius Chicago, Illinois
Bomethius is the solo project of Chicago-based multi-instrumentalist and singer-songwriter Jonathan Hodges. A capable pianist, guitarist, and vocalist, Hodges has also studied the violin since he was 3 years old. With Bomethius, he draws from his classical training for a mischievous brand of baroque pop that echoes the sounds of Andrew Bird, Elliott Smith, and Randy Newman. ... more
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