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In Hiding

I shut and locked the front door No way in or out I turned and walked the hallway And pulled the curtains down I knelt and emptied the mouth of every club around But nothing’s sound, nothing’s sound I’d stay but my last cab left me Ignored all my rounds Soon I was seeing visions

Pilate

Talk of circles and punching out Looking in, drawing circles down Falling up the south marking ground Talking out of turn, drawing circles down Like Pilate, I have a dog {3X} {Obeys, listens, kisses, loves} Walks me out of town Still, one’s a crowd Making angels in the dirt Looking up, looking all around Like

Faithfull

Plaque on the wall says that no one’s slept here It’s rare to come upon a bridge that has not been around Or been stepped on Whatever the notions, we laced in our prayers The man upstairs is used to all of this noise I’m through with screaming And echoes nobody hears, it goes, it

Brain Of J.

Who’s got the brain of JFK? What’s it mean to us now?…yeah Oh, it’s sound insurance But I can tell you, this is no lie The whole world will be different soon The whole world will be relieving {2X} You, you’ve been taught We’d been the same, now they got you in line Stand behind

Low Light

Clouds roll by Reeling is what they say Or is it just my way? Wind blows by, low light Side-tracked, low light Can’t see my tracks, your scent-way back Can I be here all alone? Clear a path to my home Blood runs dry Books and jealousy tell me wrong All I feel, calm Voice

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