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Califone




Альбом Califone



2003
1.
One
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Cat Eats Coyote
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One

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braid your sins into its mane
and kick it to the county line
shake your chains cold and loose
there's nothing safe in your stars
in and out of sleep even with the rise and fall
pulled the mattress out the window
laid out under the smoke rings
and the funnel clouds
shake your stars bring it down
sad sad complications
buzzing like a worn out fret
we'll cut our hair and fake our death

silver harm sugar hands drunken hive
amputated years are growing back a new shade

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In the marble of your animal eyes
Take my comfort anywhere
Dry white scratches on a sunburnt shin
Don't give it a name
Drowned and drinking the light
God's eyes are closed
Just like yours

Straw bones nails of November clay
The way you kiss your uncle on the mouth
Slow learner keep forgetful don't give it a name
Drowned and drinking the light god's eyes are closed
Just like yours
Black sea resort off season days
Broke heels and bare legs
Pink waterline gave up on your twisted code
God's eyes are crossed maybe just like yours

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Cat Eats Coyote

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early minor japanese pitcher sidearm slow tic
a wolfish mouth
on a mouse-ish face lady from shanghai 3rd man
shot wild in the house of mirrors
vicodin itch bite your lip take it all in
but it ain't sticking it ain't sticking it ain't sticking it ain't sticking

speed and grace traded tea lites for an irish womb
don't you get only what you ask for every time everytime
comeback comeback comeback come
make your make your make your motion
corn your crown your crown your crown your
crown your crown your golden ass

blackbirds in formation blown
like thumbtacks spilling across a marble sky
the key slides like olive oil into the lock
into the lock
mean old sun baring down mothers milk
breathe in for me bloood orange in an amaretto pool
don't you get only what you ask for every time

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northern feel basement light
milk black killing
green inside like sour young fruit
counting every edible shade of red
unclenched heart fever flowering
upon re-entry
half tame spark weightless charge
hurricane chaser

telegraphing every dive
rivering through your wires
traveling your limbs
how long will you how long
weightless repetition
how long will you hold on
how long will you how long

almond dive ice blind eye
milk black killing safe crack fingers rivering through
counting every edible shade of red

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rain climbs up the backdoor
stop your trying now you're done
low house waitress secrets
steal your fingerprints and alibis away
I want you bad and I don't know why
another sleeper fighting million dollar flies

peel the paper roses off your steel ribs
off your bones million dollar funeral
ghosts will linger on your pillowcase tonight
apple red I want you worse
another song drenched in million dollar flies

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made a machine by describing the landscape
a child made out of a song about money
our sex became a boxer who moved in next door retired
a separate man we thought we knew
joked about him feared a little bit nodded hello
admired from a distance
like when leon spinx moevd into town

my leg falls asleep and becomes a telephone call
whispered on the black stairs
the cord disappears behind the kitchen door
breathing in the pauses seeing how long
we can go without saying anything

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Texas looks like galilee
Cripple trees mean little seed
Today hung clearly fake only for your eyes
Spit it out james take it all apart
Waiting for the yellow bleed mustard from a crow
Quiet quick violence
Like shit on old money can't wash it off
Held like lice on a lion
Stay quick and quiet my mean little seed
Held like lice on a lion

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a clean line moonlight bends a collarbone drink strung tight
strung tight
wheel along the artery the streetlights drift the eye-beams collide
slow dissolve the car-chase draining gasoline shines a skin
across the water
barely touching now sad eyes when you're vampiring again

carry your violence light carry the moonlight seed the sleep in
your eye the blue of the pilot light
mask maker herat fire eater throat rice water brain perfect stray perfect stray
dead friends shade your sad eyes when you're vampiring again by
the cold unflattering light

carry the glass in your jaw carry the flatlands in the base of your
spine the city is rusting there
the weather never cared barely touching now spilling down the
stairs for this time around
tight pretend imperfection imperfection imperfection

carry your violence light carry it like a lost limb itches and aches
a second you can't forget

carry your violence light carry the mooonlight seed the sleep in
your eye the city is rusting there

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another story drains as the famine breaks
daylight along the grain
against your warm weight
quicksand and cradlesnakes
everything you think you know is wrong
egg white fire
in a sheepish orbit
tin ears for blue screen arms

oil the string and wind the wheel
box office poison day
liberty waste a favor on
you been the slower twin all along

shone like shone like easy mothering
to come easy dead eye wrong
tin muse for watery ears
shone like shone like
slower twin slower twin

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left out in the rain too long / there was not no glory to re-live
all 3 fingers - all your limbs / pliable now as steam and soft light
traded off when you were down / took it - on took it on
the story bitches and the scene don't care / unraveling now like steam and soft light
the cutter loses his nerve and turns away
the stepdaughter dissolves into the dark woods soundless

mama take the pillow from under my head / stepdaughter made my dying bed
left out in the rain too long / to marinate in steam and soft light

the stepdaughter dissolves into the dark woods soundless
the cutter delivers an elk heart for false proof
bury me shallow and scratch out my name
i'd make every mistake all over again

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