1. |
Walk Out
02:33
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Oh I've got many demons to fight in my head
I will run, yeah, I will run
No, I’ll walk out, yeah, I’ll walk out
Walk out
There’s a shooting star out tonight in the sky
We will run, walk out, to see it spun and decay
But we will marvel on that day
Oh I have many demons to fight in my head
I will run, yeah, I will run
No, I’ll walk out, yeah, I’ll walk out
Walk out
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2. |
Sulamith
04:55
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I have laid my head on the lap of the severe angels
It is true we all need an escort through this land
If you ask me who I am I will say you are the story of everything
We will be transfigured, we all need a helping hand
There is only transition
There are no simple facts
It is never what you see
We all see exactly what we believe
And I’d like to see you
If we ever have to be apart
I promise I will try to heal my broken heart
Hope I never lose the element of surprise
I live to see your shining eyes
Sulamith
I have laid my head on the lap of the severe angels
It is true we all need an escort through this land
If you ask me who I am I will say you are the story of everything
We will be transfigured, we all need a helping hand
There is only transition
I would fall like a feather from the bed and land in a patch of sunlight Stretched across the floor and then I’d hop on my bike and pedal
Through the city til I come to the docks
I’d borrow a boat and paddle to the other side of the river
And I’d find me a road that leads me to the mountain
And I’d run real fast to the top so I could shout it out loud
Sulamith
There are no simple facts
It is never what you see
We all see exactly what we believe
And I’d like to see you
If we ever have to be apart
I promise I will try to heal my broken heart
Hope I never lose the element of surprise
I live to see your shining eyes
Sulamith
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3. |
A Murder of Crows
03:02
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Outside on the wire
What is that I hear?
Four of you are gathered
Many more are near
Four of you become more of you
If I were a dying cow
I would be worried right now
Murder of Crows Murder of Crows Murder of Crows
Murder of Crows Murder of Crows Murder of Crows
Which way is the exit?
My collar is way too tight
Beads of perspiration gangbang
Lookin for a fight
Everything is cloudy
I drop down to my knees
If there is a god in heaven, kill me please
Murder of Crows Murder of Crows Murder of Crows
Murder of Crows Murder of Crows Murder of Crows
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4. |
Rubber Mask
03:18
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I gotta rubber mask
I gotta brand new face
You can look into my eyeholes
But the light’s pretty bad in this place
You have a rocket of a brain
But no space to fly
If you keep pushin those thrusters
We’re all gonna die
I know I know I know I know
I know I know I know
I know I know I know I know
I know I know I know
Yeah!
So run out to the barn now
And open up the hatch
Grab up all the keepsakes
And don’t forget the cat
You have a rocket of a brain
But no space to fly
If you keep pushin those thrusters
We’re all gonna die
I know I know I know I know
I know I know I know
I know I know I know I know
I know I know I know
We’re all gonna die
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5. |
High-Voltage Touch
03:32
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You left the door wide open and the radio on
It’s not the first time that I find myself dancin’ alone
You could walk back in the door, any day, any hour now
Grab my hand, shake your can, baby share a little bit of your power
Chorus 1:
And it hurt so much
High-voltage touch
And I feel the pain
When you do it again
And it hurt so much
High-voltage touch
But I can’t let go
Gotta keep the flow
Here it is baby I have everything that you require
And I choose to refuse to put out any more of the fire
Then you whisper and I’m shocked, and your eyes become
Dangerous candles
Live wires in your hands, more heat than any man can handle
Chorus 2:
And it hurt so much
High-voltage touch
But I feel no pain
When you do it again
Did it hurt so much?
High-voltage touch
And I won’t let go
Gonna keep the flow
High-voltage touch
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6. |
I Am The Moon
03:49
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Now approaching gate C
C, as in Charlie
Now approaching gate D
D, as in David
It was so cold that the sun made himself a fire
Untie your horsetails
You hang-around-the-fort people
You ride waves
I am the moon, I make waves
I am the moon, I make waves
I am the moon, I make waves
I am the moon, I make waves
Now approaching gate E
E, as in Edward
Now approaching gate F
F, as in Francis
I am the cold sun…
(I am the moon, I make waves)
…Making myself a fire
(I am the moon I make waves)
I am the cold sun…
(I am the moon, I make waves)
… Making myself a fire
(I am the moon, I make waves)
Now approaching gate G
G, as in Georgia
Now approaching gate H
H, as in Hades
It was so cold that the sun made himself a fire
Untie your horsetails
You hang-around-the-fort people
You ride waves, son
I am the moon
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Hello, it’s good to see you
You look like the sun shining on my face
Hello it’s great to greet you
How’s about you step inside my warm embrace?
Slow down Time
Cool your jets
Don’t let me out of your sight just yet
I barely know
We barely see
Won’t you stay here and be a part of me?
Chorus:
Where did you go?
I barely know
What did you see?
Just look through my eyes with me
Hello, it’s good to see you
You look like the sun shining on my face
Hello it’s great to greet you
How’s about you step inside my warm embrace?
Chorus:
Where did you go?
I barely know
What did you see?
Just look through my eyes with me
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8. |
Otto
04:43
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Late last Sunday evening I went underneath the tracks
Lookin for some boots that I could shove into my sack
I was pretty sure right then I was not likely to come back
You just know these things in the back of your head
When you’re goin in for the attack
I fiddled with my switchblade that was hangin from my belt
Laughed out loud at nothing it was just something that I felt
Someone on the corner just yelled “do you need some help?”
So I burned a look into his eyes and his face began to melt
Then I crossed a river with my flannel for a float
Took a deep long pull to feel the water soothe my throat
I wasn’t quite sure why I was in here and not a boat
But you gotta move on when the questions come
They’re like bullets from a gun
When I got to the other shore I lit a fire with some brush
Dried off all my clothes while I sat naked in the hush
Heard the whippoorwill trill it was short and long and lush
It sent me runnin from the jungle that’s no bird that I can trust
I came upon this family they were out in their front yard
They were singin in the moonlight and I had to think real hard
I said “My name is Otto!” to the dude who was in my face
He was grabbin his phone I said “You can never go home”
And I went flyin away from his place
Last thing that I know I see the lights inside my head
Except I think they’re real lights cuz the driver he just said
“We’re taking you downtown son, you know you’re lucky you’re not dead”
I closed my eyes and said “I know” and “Thank you for the bed”.
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9. |
Prince Eugene
03:51
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Here come Prince Eugene
Been too free with the creature
Going to Jerusalem, Been to Jericho,
Been among the Philistines, contending with the Pharaoh
He’s steady, stiff, frozen and thawed
Sampson thumped him on the head with his jawbone
He’s seen the devil, killed his dog,
He’s lordly, light, curved and limber
He’s juicy, oiled, soaked and rich,
And he’s gone before King George
Casting up his accounts
Been to Geneva
Seen the French king, his cousin,
Got corns in his head, pissed in the brook
Kissed black Betty
Makes Virginia fence
In a trance
He’s muddy, muddled, soaked, rattled, jambled
Generous, gold-hearted and glazed,
He’s fishy, foxed, fettered, fuddled, bewitched,
Been to Barbados, and he’s spoken to his friend
He’ got the night mare, he’s loaded his cart,
He’s half way to Concord,
He’s disguised
And he fears NO MAN
Casting up his accounts
Been to Geneva
Seen the French king, his cousin,
Got corns in his head, pissed in the brook
Kissed black Betty
Makes Virginia fence
In a trance
[You’ve been too free with Sir Richard I see,
Been too free with John Strawberry
He’s Cherubimical, cherry merry
Sees a flock of moons, seen the yellow star, been in the sun,
Been to the indian feast and got the vapours, he sees the bears…etc]
Casting up his accounts
Been to Geneva
Seen the French king, his cousin,
Got corns in his head, pissed in the brook
Kissed black Betty
Makes Virginia fence
In a trance
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10. |
Wires
03:00
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Drums smoke trumpets all right
Lanterns pigeons ponies wires
Drums smoke trumpets all right
Lanterns pigeons ponies wires
Go out tonight get there all right
Give it what you got
Get back what you want
Never enough time
Tell someone you love
What you think, what you long for
Never enough time
There’s never enough time
Never enough time
What you think, what you long for
Drums smoke trumpets all right
Lanterns pigeons ponies wires
Never enough time
Tell someone you love
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11. |
I'm Not NOT Tryin'
05:21
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I’m not not tryin’
I’m not not tryin’
I’m just not tryin’
If it happens then I guess I’ll be there
What else would I do?
I wouldn’t do nothing
Cuz I’m not not tryin’
I just don’t care
I’m not not sayin’
I’m just not sayin’
Though there’s neurotransmission there are no words
I don’t think it’s wrong
I wouldn’t say nothing
Cuz I’m not not sayin’
I wanna be heard
When you left here
The temperature dropped in the room
Craters were bright on the moon
Signals ceased to sign
I got used to lying down
I got used to lying down
I’m not not believin’
I’m just not sure
If I believed that we were pure, we might too be tainted
And our conditions might change
Where does that leave us?
Well out of range
Well out of range
Where did you go?
You went out like lights in a storm
I can’t not say
I just won’t say
I won’t do nothing
I wouldn’t do nothing
I wouldn’t say nothing
I’m not not sayin, I wanna be heard
I’m not not sayin, I just don’t care
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Dave Ihmels Washington, D.C.
I am a performing singer/songwriter and multi-instrumentalist. I write expansive, often experimental, folk-rock music featuring idiosyncratic characters and sonic goodies. I like to put a sparkle around the mundane.
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