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Jesu Cerebellum
05:30
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Jesu Cerebellum
Shine your light into my mind
Pour your love upon me
Fill me up with life sublime
Give me hope for living; give me comfort in my dying.
Jesu Cerebellum
Touch me with your holy flame
Guide me through this wilderness
Give me comfort for my pain
Knock me down or build me up, just bear away my shame.
Jesu Cerebellum
Shine your light into my mind
Heal me in my silence
Come and cure me where I'm blind
Give me hope for living; give me comfort in my dying.
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2. |
Render Me
03:15
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It's getting far too tight for me
It's getting far too hard to breathe
I'm feeling it in the air
We're not getting anywhere
Not anywhere I want to be
You say by now I oughta know
How badly you want this thing to grow
But you don't wanna hear
The way you fulfil your fears
'Cause you're too frightened to let go
Pull this flesh from off my bones
Render me a broken home
Take this dream away
It's not mine anyway
If you won't hear me--or heed me
At least leave me alone.
You said that you'd be on my side
Whatever woes and dreams betide
You put this call on me
But what's there left for me
When it turns out that you lied?
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3. |
True Love Waits
03:46
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Her lines are lean, her body right
Her look surreal, clean & tight
Her eyes are green and glowing brightly
She murmurs low with dark delight
It looks as though she really might
Provide my ticket home tonight
Stomach tense, my eyes are wide
The smells I smell are alkaline
It's gonna be a wild ride
I'm paying through the nose for gas
I'm well aware this all must pass
The greatest things in life aren't lasting
True love waits.
You know how much I wanna do this
How I don't wanna do this
How I don't want to go through this
How right away is not right now
And it don't matter anyhow
The how and why and where we do this
I look into the liquid night
The wipers twitch, the oil light
Flickers just a little brighter
The purring of the motor's breath
The fullness of the road's caress
The sex and love and gas and death
True love waits.
I don't need all the thanatosin'
Bipolar roller coasting
Father, Son, and Holy Ghosting
The flesh, the steel, the Open Road
The drama of the things unknown
The being known; and being, knowing.
Fuel to drink or air to breathe
The hope to heal, a home to leave
Air and fuel for my believing
Pedal's down, the tires chirp
The tailpipes do the dirty work
And I'm the jerk who keeps it rolling
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4. |
L.C.O.
02:07
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Standing out here in the streets (D-1e!)
Enumeration is our creed
I'm sure you're home but I can see
That you don't wanna talk to me
If you ain't got noplace to go,
just head on down to the L.C.O.
"You don't really wanna know."
"Get it in, and don't be late!" (D-308!)
"I barely made it through the gate!"
I want my cash to propagate
So overtime intoxicates.
Standing out here in the sticks (D-26!)
Or stomping around 0-9-0-6
I'm sure you think that I'm a prick,
And I don't really give a sh--
"You don't really wanna know."
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5. |
Little Bird
03:57
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LYRICS:
Oh, Little Bird by the side of the road
Where did you come from, and where will you go?
Where will you go, and what will you do?
This forest is certainly no place for you.
Oh, Little Bird, this is someplace nobody should be--
Oh, Little Bird, I'm so glad you found me.
Oh, Little Bird that we found by the way
In the faltering sunlight of shortening days
The sky is so sullen and leaden with snow
Oh, Little Bird, there's so much you don't know.
Oh, Little Bird, this is someplace nobody should stay.
Oh, Little Bird, come with me, I pray.
Oh, Little Bird that we found by the road--
You are so warm, and the winter so cold.
So warm and alive, and the winter so dark--
So soft and bright, when the world is so harsh.
Oh, Little Bird, I would cry if you wanted to leave.
Oh, Little Bird, I'm so glad you found me.
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