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tales from the forsaken art house

by Bill White

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Beyond the fireworks of your smoky eyes I am drinking the life of the hours If I had a God like yours, I would say I am with God but I am alone I am with you but we are alone Just two of the many Sleepless dreamers I’m on a lonely beach after sunset Feeling the cold carpet of the wind If I had a God like yours, I would say I am lost in time just like a devil Even the angels suffer the same Still your voice makes its echo in the waves Sleepless dreamers Throwing stones into the sea As if they were coins to buy back paradise lost If I had a God like yours, I would say Tomorrow will be the same Tomorrow will be the same For all of the ones like us Sleepless dreamers I am crossing with no glory This finishing line of madness If I had a God like yours, I would say It is too sad Let’s follow the fog What was I expecting on a river like this Rolling head first into the abyss With all the sleepless dreamers Are you still here? Am I alone? On this last dead of the day of hope If I had a God like yours, I would say Tomorrow will be the same Tomorrow will be the same Tomorrow nothing will be the same For the sleepless dreamers
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Grey to Blue 04:31
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I expected you To face up the card And blush The curl of your hair Falling over your eye Never to fold Because check is not checkmate..... Standing behind The cards we played Accepting the bet Paying to lpay Accepting to keep Fight the despair Even when birds cannot fly Even when birds cannot sing Because check is not checkmate... How can we live never knowing the touch Never knowing the smell Never knowing the taste The motion the movement The smile that transports us From here and to there Because check is not checkmate... How can we live Without knowing If our love story Is indeed The greatest love story That has ever been told?
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Flush 02:45
Why isn’t everybody staring Ami I the only one that sees her Maybe she’s really not so beautiful Could it be only in my mind How can they all be so indifferent To the brilliance of her majesty I wonder is it only me Who’s getting hot and turning red I flush…with desire Im getting red as fire She’s like a vision from another world Where people are as I imagine them to be Everytime she lifts her eyes Everytime she looks back at me I flush with desire Im getting red as fire I was dreaming that she kissed me Then I woke up in an ambulance Sometimes the things you need to say To other people make no sense If the fingers on your hands can be used for walking Then the hole that’s in your heart might as well be used for talking I saw a movie once that blew my mind I left the theatre in a state of grace But the people that I saw it with Didn’t think that it was all that great Here she comes into the room again People act like it is no big deal Maybe she’s really not so beautiful Maybe its only in my mind
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Hot Ass Mess 02:44
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Four trees stand Four guardians of pain Over the desolate land Where history was slain Christ is talking Through the wind I wonder what is spoken Between the trees and Him I wonder what they talk about I wonder what they talk about The words in the winds of Ancash And the wind says…… How could I not Feel your pain My buried city From whence humanity came With screams and tears Of desperation My broken flower I sing for you I cry for you My broken flower Sleeping so long Beneath ebony snow I cry for the ones Who laughed inside you Who dreamed inside you And sang the world anew Cultivate the garden In the shadow of the valley That once was the city Of Youngay Sweep away the rocks Dig up your dreams and your houses You plant the flowers And I’ll teach them to sing Now build with songs Invincible houses Now build with songs Invincible dreams
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I believe in women disguised as swans Poets who ride on asses I don’t believe in neat divisions Of people into races and classes I believe in the fairies that light the forest And mermaids dancing on water I don’t believe the sins of the family Should be shouldered by the daughter They don’t believe in dragons They don’t believe in queens The only thing they follow Is the price of gasoline For them, the sun is a ball of fire The moon a piece of rock And the wisdom of Confucious Is nothing but idle talk Im going down To the valley of sunrise Where there is neither Gain nor loss Looking for Sentient dreamers Who still abide In the land of the cross I believe we shall spring forth anew From the garden of delights And it is only the day that dies At the dying of the light Involuntary twitches they call behavior Mutterings of unbelief I don’t even hear a whisper Of love, or hope, or grief I was taking to BF Skinner, Cardinal Law and Madeline O’Hare I’ve never heard so much stupidity Blowing down from the Harvard stairs They find the same anatomy Beneath every petticoat Can you imagine eating a cookie And getting a bone stuck in your throat? Shakespeare showed me what I was Matthew taught me who I could be All I learned at Harvard Were the names of the seven seas I’m leaving this place Of sorrow and loss To try to find my way back to the land of the cross In Western lands Projections of man Deface the faces of dreams He delightful fields of Evermore Turn dark with anxieties Miraculous beasts of fable are given to the butcher’s hand Magic is nuclear fission and God a slaughtered lamb I tried to find an honest woman In the brothel of democracy But like the letter of the law Each one of them failed me Not to say there aren’t a lot of nice people In these split-level company shacks But when you contract a loan with Railroad Jim There’s only one way of paying him back So here’s to Hamlet and Jesus and jean Valjean To Baptiste and Billy the Kid If the legend moves us more than the truth Then the truth is less than what we did So let’s raise a glass to those who are gone Whether or not they were ever even here And I’ll say goodbye to the Western lands and hello to the new frontier My love waits there In the land of the cross In the land of the cross She is watching the sea Wedding bells are ringing In the land of the cross In the land of the cross They are ringing for me We shall be together In the land of the cross In the land of the cross United we shall be Im going down To the valley of sunrise Where there is neither Gain nor loss Looking for Sentient dreamers Who still abide In the land of the cross

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released October 16, 2012

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