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You Are Wise
04:41
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You Are Wise
I said you were the devil
and it made you cry;
you said it wasn’t nice
cuz hell is made of ice
I’m not nice
Then I called you Buddha,
and you squirmed and hit me in the eye;
I meant that you were wise,
I said it to be nice
You are wise
Things that fester in the dark
under rotting tree bark
You put your hands into that place
You’re giving hell a kind of grace
Mountaintops and fights with cops
You are green and bleeding on the street
They kicked you with their feet,
You’re spitting out your teeth
You are green
Let me see all that you see,
oh please, I’m on my knees
Let me see
Like a toddler, like a cat
You do not fear snakes or rats
When you’re lying in the mud
You don’t mind the sight of blood
My love
You are wise
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Noontime Night
03:54
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Noontime Night
We will find you, hidden girls
You don’t need to please the world
Have you seen the stalagmite
rising in the noontime night?
Who will love the ground untorn?
Hold the seed that’s never born?
Dark as a December morn
No one’s dry within the storm
Blood is flowing through your head,
feeding thoughts that stay unsaid
Time to rise up from your bed
Nothing is no thing to dread
No more colors black and blue
Pink and red will have to do
Find with me the buried clue
There’s no time to think it through
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Gold and Tea
04:57
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Gold and Tea
Sailing far in our corsair
A scurvy-ridden rum-drunk pair
Skin baked in the salted air
My leg was pegged but I didn’t care
When darkness covers the land
The stars will fall on the sand
We lose all needs and demands
The wind is at our command
Oh this twisted, folding sea
Cotton, pepper, gold, and tea
Siren song, so sweet in the air
will hungry sailors’ souls ensnare
Not ours; our hearts are laid bare
We sail beyond all despair
When we leave the last of the land
The stars will fall on the sand
We lose all needs and demands
Open your eyes and stand
Oh this twisted, folding sea
Cotton, pepper, gold, and tea
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For the Owls
04:38
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For the Owls
Keep away the morning
Night begins, and you see clear
And oh you want to see clear
Oh you love the quiet here
Wrap the hours around you
This is yours, the world’s your home
You see, you hear, you feel it
Knowing ’cause you know know know
Owls and snails
Will trace invisible trails
For you, for you, for
you, hoo-oo-oo . . . .
Wrap the hours around you
Jasmine flowers crown you
Build a tower or two
See the spectrum in the blue
Clean the blur of feelings
The bleeding curse of real things
You see, you hear, you feel it
You need to hurt to heal it
It’s all right
to stay up all night
If you can see clear,
then you belong here
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Evil Seagull Sacramento, California
Evil Seagull is the musical project of Sacramento, California-based singer/songwriter, guitarist, and cellist Anne Healey.
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