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The Circumference of the Light
Three gathered around a campfire, there's me and us and you
Out in the night we hear a voice. What are we supposed to do?
Every hair is standing on end. In this light there's nowhere to hide
There's no why or what. It's open or shut. And now it's time to decide
We're back and forth, heart to the mind
Voice in the dark, is it one of our kind?
Stranger? Danger? Enemy? Friend?
Is this the beginning or have we reached the end?
We're ready to throw the minus
We're amped up by the plus
The circumference of the light
Over double the distance from the campfire to the night
equals us
We're a constant number. Carry us out, we reach way past the sky
But we don't know what or why we are. We constantly need to clarify
When we don't understand, we get bumps like a goose, a little wild in the eye
Call us irrational, call us divine, or you can just call us pi
Can we reach in the works and pull out the wrench?
Empathize in the flash of the flinch?
Out where the light and the darkness meet
Let the voice in the night render us complete
We're trying to fill the minus
Crucifying with the plus
The circumference of the light
Over double the distance from the campfire to the night
equals us
So where is the sage to teach us all how we're supposed to be?
Where is the surgeon to separate the action from the re?
Where is the one that can fight their way into the broken heart?
And throw the switch that reboots our mind before the violence can start?
While we're riding out the minus
Climbing higher up the plus
The circumference of the light
Over double the distance from the campfire to the night
equals you equals me equals us
As we look into the flames and feel all the things we've done
Look out into the yester night and await the rising sun
Can we find the eyes that can reflect how just far we've come
Before we let the bomb decide how we divine the sum?
The circumference of the light
Over double the distance from the campfire to the night
equals us
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River of Oblivion
Chorus:
I’m standing in the line at the DMV
Staring at the back of the head in front of me
If one of us could move maybe we could see
Just what is gonna be our destiny
We’re crammed into a space so tight that I can feel the
thoughts of the person in front of me trying to force their
way into my head. No way. I need to turn down these
thoughts. Now I can’t hear my own thoughts. I see myself
relax. Ooo, smells good. Feels like a vacation. I taste true
happiness. I want this. I’ve earned this. I deserve this. All
this time waiting in the line – not expecting any reward,
not asking for any special treatment. Now I realize that all I
want is to be part of the great river of oblivion. No. What I
realize is that I’m not able to realize. Good God, y’all!
Chorus
Suddenly a word wakes me up - 'integrity.' It’s way
down deep inside, trying to get out. I don’t need this. I try
I move closer the person in front of me. I hear screaming.
Help me! Let go! Put me down! I just want to be free!
Hold me! Don’t let go! Closer! Back off.! Ouch! I need
you! You’re the only one! You’re crowding me! Shut up!
I try to step back. Enough of this oblivion. But now
thoughts from behind are trying to whisper their way into
my head. They say. Who do you think you are? Hey! I’m
somebody! Who do you think you are? Um, that’s a tough
one. Who do you think you are?
Chorus
Finally I make it to the front of the line. I tell the person
behind the counter I want to be a part of the great pulsating
body of humanity, but I also want to stand out as and
individual. Is that asking too much?
She says - No, sir, but according to subliminal tests
administered to you in the last line, you failed to qualify for
our Fully Authorized Particular Individual Program. You
may, however, after one year of probation, apply for our
'Piggy Back' program, in which you will be permitted to
ride the identities of fully authorized particular individuals,
possibly leading to your own full authorization as a
particular individual. Please surrender your obsolete identity
and proceed to the next line
Chorus
My God, this is the Department of Minimal Validity
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3. |
The Spark
04:14
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The Spark
So I lost my job, lost my car, and I could not pay the rent
Hung on just as long as I could but all my money got spent
I was sleeping on somebody's couch. They said I had to go
I was on the street when I heard this sound down in the arroyo
Chorus:
In between all that can and can’t be seen
Where the dirty meets the clean, somewhere in the dark
Beyond sex and race, beyond time and space
In a state of grace is the spark
I saw a tunnel with a painted face. I crawled in out of the sun
It looked like the place in that old B movie where the giant ants came from
I thought I heard the some whispering as I made my way along
But there was one thing getting louder and louder it sounded just like a song
Chorus
Then I saw a light. It was a beautiful sight
Saw some women and men. They said - Come on in
Then I made a sound. They said - Keep it down
If you wanna join in, you better start whispering
So they taught me the secret password. They taught me the secret shake
They showed me which of my thoughts was real, which of them suckers was fake
Ain't a whole lot of conversation, that don't bother me at all
But the thing that gives me inspiration’s the thing that drives me up the wall
The sound of this drip drip drip
So here I am down in the ground like some kind of water rat
Believe I’m gonna stay right here til I figure out where I'm at
I always have a place to go when the world seems so unkind
Though I know it's always there, sometimes it's hard to find
Chorus
Hey, everybody!
So good to see you!
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4. |
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So I'm flying like a tourist through the land of the dead
Got my automatic pilot working in my head
Propeller is spinning on the top of my cap
From my steady wind of empty words all over the map
They tell me I can park my wisdom on the head of a pin
Got to find myself a saint to analyze my sin
I finally got down to my very last friend
Been selling em out. Been trading em in
Been begging to borrow. Been losing to win
I don't know where I been. I'm going there again
I sum up the situation with just one look
I gotta open my mind before closing the book
I say - Whoa I got to do this thing
Find out what I need to know
Get back up, get back in the ring
Let the conflict show me where I need to go
I got to learn how to dance. Rope-a-dope with my fear
Quit talking about love til I learn how to hear
Start bringing the far away a little more near
Maybe someday, someday I'm gonna be here
So I'm climbing to the top of the Gibraltar rock
Where there's nothing to change, where you can stop the clock
It's starting to rain. I'm starting to slip
I cannot find my place 'til I lose my grip
I find myself swimming in the corporate sea
Where love's made the way it's supposed to be
The truth floats by in a styrofoam cup
I'm too preoccupied to even pick it up
I cannot see the vision. Cannot hear the call
My mirror's backing off. I see me getting small
Maybe the smaller I get, the more that I'll know
If I can break out of jail maybe I can pass go
I say - Whoa I got to do this thing
There's got to be a handle on the flow
Long as I got me a song to sing
I won't get overwhelmed by the undertow
I got to learn how to dance. Rope-a-dope with my fear
Quit talking about love til I learn how to hear
Start bringing my far away a little more near
Maybe someday, someday I'm gonna be here
You know I may be right. I may be wrong
I may not know who's singing this song,
Got to learn how to worship, that's easy to see
So love or money, what's it gonna be?
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5. |
Put on the Hat
03:30
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Put on the Hat
I dreamed of George Washington, old Tom Jefferson,
Abraham Lincoln. Dreamed of putting on the hat
Harriet Tubman, Rosa Parks, Cady Stanton, Fanny Lou Hamer,
Dreamed of putting on the hat
Malcolm in his jail cell. Martin with a tale to tell
Crazy Horse where he fell putting on the hat
Live like a sheep, die like a sheep
Got a big dream and some promises to keep
Got to put on the hat. Be what I got to be
Put on the hat. Keep struggling to be free
Put on the hat. Do what I got to do
Put on the hat. It’s all on me and you
Close shave, be brave, leave the cave, next wave
Living like Odysseus, “Tie me to the mast”
Set the goal, take control, black hole, sell the soul
Want the brass ring moving too fast
Lose my direction, need some protection
Make that connection. Got to make it last
Live like a sheep, die like a sheep
I wanna break loose. But I'm in too deep
Chorus
Hard sell, gotta jell, dancing on the rim of hell
Keep on sucking til I'm sucking success
Get smart, do my part, put the “M” back in “art”
Learn to cut my hair with a pencil sharpener
Take off like a rocket. Money in the pocket
Close my heart and lock it. Let them clean up the mess
Live like a sheep. Die like a sheep
Running through the valley it all looks like a peak
Chorus
Dreamed of George Washington, old Tom Jefferson, Abraham Lincoln
Dreamed of putting on the hat, putting on the hat putting on the hat
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The Hydraulic Fracture University Fight Song
Hydraulic Fracture University
Way down in the ground, a bonanza can be found
It's trapped inside a rock, but the rock can be unlocked
At Hydraulic Fracture University we've got all the crack technology
And now that you are here, let's do school cheer!
Hy Frack U! We're gonna teach you what to do
Frack U! Give the earth a good screw
Frack U! Give her everything she's due
You'll be rich when you're through
Hy Frack U!
Hydraulic Fracture University
So don't think about tomorrow. That's all about your death
Forget century twenty one. Let's live in the twentieth
Keep your eyes locked on the past. That's all about your birth
We don't worry about the bumps. We keep it flat like the earth
Hy Frack U! We're about the revenue
Frack U! So there's a little residue
Frack U! So it smells worse than poo
Just don't get it on your shoe
Hy Frack U!
Out in the jungle technology rules. We'll show you how to use your tools
Show you how to follow the bit. A slick piston will never quit
Let's Go!
Deeper Deeper Deeper Deeper Money! Power! Control! Aaaaaaah!
The world is filled with whiners
They hate the fracking drillers worse than they hate strip miners
So when they make it hard for you to get along
Just sing the school song, those needy suckers will sing along
Hy Frack U! Too good to be true
Frack U! Economic voodoodoodoo
Frack U! We got congress in our shoe
So there's nothing they can do
Frack U! The fools don't have a clue
Frack U! It's a hew and hackeroo
Frack U! A real ransackeroo
Look out she's gonna spew
Hy Frack U!
Hydraulic Fracture University
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Camped Out in the Big Bang
Once I had everything. Had the world by the tail
Had the luck of the draw. Had the wind in my sail
Ladies standing in line just to say they were my friend
How the mighty would quake when I would walk in
But now it's all gone. I'm out here on the street
I'm digging in cans for something to eat
From the finest motor cars and the classiest clothes
To finding how much that I could put up my nose
I keep pulling the crank til the money's all spent
Last thing in the bank was the check for the rent
I keep spinning the wheel til I run out of luck
I'm camped out in the big bang for the buck
So I meet mother nature in the All-Mart parking lot
I'm headed for the dumpster just to see what they got
I ask her for some change . She tells me change ain't free
She tells me she is out here scrounging just like me
She says - People don't appreciate the good things when they got 'em
Sometimes the best stuff is way down at the bottom
So we're digging in the dumpster and I don't believe it still
She conjures up and hands to me a thousand dollar bill. So now I'm
Chorus
She says that she can see I lost the gift that she gave me yesterday
She wants to be here for me but she's just gotta say
That I'm always hanging 'round when it's time for handing out the cash
But I can never be found when it's time to pick up the trash
My tank is full I'm running strong and everything is new
I'm thinking I got the answer when I ain't got a clue
She says - The highest kind of knowing's knowing I don't know what to do
And if I knew more I'd know that I know less than I knew I knew
She says she's been here a hundred thousand years for my clock's every stroke
And man might be the punch line for some ancient cosmic joke
And to see who's gonna die laughing take a look at history
She says slavery's alive
And I'm just a slave
Til I learn who my master is
And I can finally set my mind free
She says - The teacher's in chains. you're the new kid in class.
Lemme make it plain - you better do something fast
And find a way to drag yourself out of the muck
You're camped out in the big bang for the buck
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8. |
The Giant
03:30
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The Giant
So they took all the gold in Fort Knox
And made a gigantic golden ox
Stood it up in front of lady lib
Our French alchemical Adam’s rib
So that every daughter and every son
Could see how much they could have won
If they all of a sudden had got hot
And hit democracy’s mega-jackpot
How can we see to put it right
When the giant is standing in our light?
There was no one around who could say stop
When they took our future to the corner pawn shop
The judges said - This may be crime
But if you're rich enough you don't do time
Everything’s a game. every game’s in play
Every play's offshore, far away
Where you can buy the key. Every door’s a lock
And democracy is on the auction block
Chorus
They say - Fantasize and relax
Don't let the truth pollute the facts
Make the big bucks. Join the show
Where they're from you don't need to know
Some day a brave woman or man
Gonna make a plan we can understand
Find the right and just solution
Might involve a little revolution
No sticks and stones. I’m talking ideas
Taking back control from our fears
There's a Jill somewhere who will lead the team
Or a Jack who'll say - I have a beanstalk dream
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9. |
Creatures of the Night
03:32
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Creatures of the Night
Night fall, we heed the call
With the beat of a thousand wings
We make our sounds. We make our rounds
Before the fright the morning brings
We just wanna feed, just wanna breed
The way we were designed
But ghostly shapes, fangs and capes
Keep closing human minds
We live to be in flight
But we cannot stand the light
It isn't wrong or right
We're creatures of the night
The family of man is a simple clan
They say different makes you wrong
They call us evil ones. They train their guns
If only they could hear our song
But we sing so high, we have to die
Just let me make my case
The human ear fills up with fear
When it only hears the base
Chorus
It's gotta be hard to keep the ear holes clean
When the head is buried in the sand
Gotta be hard to keep the knuckles clean
When they're getting dragged all across the land
Gotta be hard to keep the conscience clean
Gotta go so low to keep the upper hand
The dark must be hard to understand
With no echolocation in your scan
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10. |
Quantum Tunneling
03:17
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Quantum Tunneling
Frogs hopping plan to plan, hope one’s there before I land
Moment to moment blessing to curse, Chapter One in the multiverse
Energy's zero, mass is free, matter cancel gravity
Ride the blood, cold to hot. Tick I am and tick I'm not
Take it in, perfect scan. No one here can understand
Hourglass watch the sand. Tell the tale the best I can
Got to keep digging. Got to keep digging
Quantum Tunneling
Advertisers run the show. Make light bend. Cause time to slow
Every sign means something else. Open mind and close seat belts
Principle uncertainty, try to steer and try to see,
Fractal wedding day and night, let the darkness grow the light
Right brain drive the train. Root repeat again again
Rough to smooth, mind to heart. Find the all in every part
Chorus
Empires ended. Crosses nailed. Worlds on top of worlds that failed
Bounce to present from the past. Never know if it will last
Where am I? Raise the blinds. Living in each other's’ minds
Walk through wall of energy. Build a house in family tree
Restless atoms got to split. Find the perfect place to sit
Air comes in cannot stay. Air goes out and shows the way
Chorus
Transducer eye, old to new and back is all I need to do
Take it in. Let it go. And that's all I need to know
Man woman domino, all tied up in tidy bow
Reach out to the mirror's reaching hand. With kindness united we stand
Quantum Tunneling
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11. |
Breathe
02:42
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Breathe
anda anda anda
huminga kupumua asem te haal
Every where you look are signs of anger and hate
And there's a chain that needs to break each time before it's too late
Before the angry feelings go to physical acts
Negativity incoming don't want to give it back. Time to
Breathe. From the do to the be
Breathe. It can teach me how to see
Breathe. It might work for you
Let's breathe. And be there when we do
deeper deeper deeper deeper
hengittää burel
We humans are a gumbo of our virtues and flaws
Sometimes we try to disconnect effect from the cause
While we run on a machine that gets its power from air
The gift is all around us but we forget it's there. Time to
Chorus
bernafas anadlu ademen nefes almak
Sometimes it's time to sit. Sometimes it's time to move
Never never quit fighting the war for the groove
Got to keep the ant hill living in the ant
Keep opening connections til the cosmos says I can't keep
Chorus
Taking it in. Letting it go
No start, no end, only the flow
Out with the stale, in with the new
If I should fail I can redo
Take time to think. Take time to dance
Out on the brink, jump at the chance
It's all on lease. Time is a thief
Making my peace with my belief
"Breathe" in:
Icelandic - anda
Filipino - huminga
Swahili - kupumua
Afrikaans - asem te haal
Finnish - hengittää
Armenian - burel
Indonesian - bernafas
Welsh - anadlu
Dutch - ademen
Turkish - nefes almak
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12. |
The Meeting
03:28
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The Meeting
In this place where your egg needs to meet your sperm
And the odds are you won't even make the term
Where the commodity meets the common good
The director shouts "Find me some wood!"
And the randy rubber meets the road
And the understudy meets the overload
And the modesty meets the self abuse
And the king believes that he can see his shoes
Doctor Jekyll meets Mr. Hyde
Where the end of the ride meets the other side
The darkest day meets the midnight sun
Where the ten thousand things meet the one
The flower bows down when it meets the weed
The vine climbs up just to find the greed
It's up and down if you wanna succeed
And if you wanna heal you better learn how to bleed
There's not a sign of cheating
When it comes time for the meeting
Will this place where the spirit meets the biz
Ever show me what it is?
Will what I dream meet what I know
When when I came in meets when I go?
As I watch the spinning penny turn
Can I open up? Will I ever learn?
Will I take my stance and do my dance
Where the evil meets the ignorance?
Will I leave my ignorance up to chance?
A spade's a spade no ambivalence
Will I grope in blind circumstance
Where insecurity meets the arrogance?
The drums will all be beating
We're all headed for the central square
They say the whole circle may be there
We got to keep traveling, moving on
Hoping that the night time will meet the dawn
Hoping that the happiness will meet the hurt
Or that we'll meet some prophet or some expert
Who'll show us why the active gotta go inert
Before the end of our road meets the dirt
The flower bows down when it meets the weed
The vine climbs up just to find the greed
It's up and down if you wanna succeed
And if you wanna heal you better learn how to bleed
The enemies are greeting
As the saving meets the deleting
As the beginning meets the completing
When it comes time for the meeting
So let the gold crusted diamond lie
Meet the greatest gift that money can not buy
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13. |
Water
03:15
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Water
I'm taking my time
Trying to find a balance in my life
Watching the rain come down
Listening
To the splashing of my shoes as they hit the ground
And I'm soaked to the skin
Down it comes
Drop by drop, stream by stream. Headed back
To the place it started from
All in one
Like it knows exactly where it needs to be
From the top of the cloud
To the bottom of the sea
Water
And I'd like to know
Exactly where I'm supposed to go
What I'm supposed to do
But here I am watching the water fall
Did I miss the call?
Hey, don't forget I'm mostly water too
Chorus
When we met that day walking in the rain
You said - Hey, are both of us insane?
I said - No, I'm treading. Tell me about you
You said - I let the water tell me what to do
We're gonna go down
See if we can make it to the well
We wanna drink our fill
We cannot wash away
All of our mistakes big and small
But we'll keep practicing until the water's still
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14. |
Home
03:41
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Home
So here we go, nobody but ourselves to thank
Just ourselves, the oil barons and the bank
All in the same boat, couple clicks from the cave
Don't they know the masters gonna go down with the slaves
Compasses pointing to the dollar sign
Seek and ye shall surely find the bottom line
We're taking on water but the deck chairs are arranged
To keep this boat floating something basic's got to change
Hey check out the charts. Start checking them soon
Or we'll all be listening to the greatest hits of Neptune
Look around not a solitary sign of land
Has anybody here got a plan?
Strong enough to take us
Big enough to take us
Light enough to take us where we need to go
Deep....Smart....Right enough to take us
To take us home
The deal is queen here and the number is king
We're all about the plumage and the packaging
We're revving up our engines and we're fighting our wars
We running on the blood of dead dinosaurs
So occupied listening to our fascinating sound
The money peg's square. The survive slot is round
Only now we 're looking for a little change of scene
Where we won't need a snorkel or a submarine
Preachers are shouting death, destruction and sin
Maybe the answer really has been blowing in the wind
We tried internal combustion. We're watching it fail
Can anybody here build a sail?
Chorus
Universe expanding. Bigger head, bigger heart
Otherwise we’d just be getting farther apart.
Space and time curving like Salacia’s hip
You wanna sail these straights
The boat that's gonna float
Has got to be some kind of partnership
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Richard Haxton Los Angeles, California
From the middle of Mississippi, served in Viet Nam in Thailand, lives 5,000 feet from the world's oldest freeway. Searches for transcendence - or something - where science meets the spirit. Never quit fighting the war for the groove!
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