if_a_tree_falls
Rain forest
Mist and mystery
Teeming green
Green brain facing labotomy
Climate control centre for the world
Ancient cord of coexistence
Hacked by parasitic gre
justice
What's been done in the name of Jesus?
What's been done in the name of Buddha?
What's been done in the name of Islam?
What's been done in the name of man?
What's been done
lily_of_the_midnight_sky
Over the slow slide of continents Over the salt pans pipelines masts and pavilions Shimmering crescent moon recedes into working dawn -- Lone crow against pallid sky Single plume of white smoke o
laughter
A laugh for the way my life has gone
A laugh for the love of a friend
A laugh for the fools in the eyes of the world
The love that will never end
Ha Ha Ha...
it’s_going_down_slow
anything_can_happen
You could have gone off the Bloor Street viaduct
I could have been run down in the street
You could have got botulism anytime
I could have gone overboard into the sea
radium_rain
They're hosing down trucks at the border under a rainbow sign --
The raindrops falling on my head burn into my mind
On a hillside in the distance there's a patch of green sunshine
when_you_give_it_away
Slid out of my dreams like a baby out of the nurse's hands
Onto the hard floor of day
I'd been wearing OJ's gloves and I couldn't get them off
It was too early but I couldn't sl
never_so_free
Wind across the quay-side Grit in my eyes and fish in my nose White as whalebone, wheeling seagulls cry
Outside the bar in the high street Blind fingers spin an accordion reel Shoes
the_strong_one
Isn't it hard
To be the one who has to give advice?
Isn't it hard
To be the strong one?
I see the skyline blurred through the plastic on your back screen door
after_the_rain
After the rain in the streets light flows like blood
I can just taste salt on the humid wind
Here comes that gasoline
Spreading hungry rainbow over shiny black tar
gospel_of_bondage
Tabloids, bellowing raw delight
Hail the return of the Teutonic Knights
Inbred for purity and spoiling for a fight,
Another little puppet of the New Right
See-thro
don’t_feel_your_touch
see_how_i_miss_you
Rays of the moon make magic in the streets of the city All the people get strange but their faces look so pretty The walking graffiti, survivalist bums Even the secret police shout that you're th
one_of_the_best_ones
Guess I'd get along without you
If I had no choice
It's taken me this long to find you
Done a lot of getting ready for this
Some things we learn so slow
But
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