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Giggin'
04:28
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All the hours spent alone
Crafting these anti-poems
All the blisters on my thumbs
Rehearsing till they are numb
Got a show tonight
Pack the gear up tight
Harness stage fright
Not going on till midnight
Early on no ones arrived
Get a drink to pass the time
Tune the strings and run the lines
Anticipating landing on cloud 9
Got a show tonight
The lineups quite a sight
Burning feet will alight
Stage even has some height
Getting out getting around
Lugging my stuff all around town
Cutting loose and feeling wild
Living for your grooving smiles
Well now it’s almost time to start
Getting hyped to do my part
Curtains rise up in my mind
A big thumbs up to the sound guy
Got a show tonight
Kill the house lights
Leave the blinking brights
Gotta set the mood right
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Airplane Falling
04:03
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There’s a storm coming
You can feel it in the air
A big storm coming
No animals anywhere
Look at all the faces
As they’re walking down the street
Look at all the faces
That won’t even walk the streets
There’s a plague coming
One that’s going to wipe us out
Not the kind you’re thinking
The one that we bring about
Feeding the machine
That we don’t even see
Feeding the machine
That destroys the sea
Maybe at some point there was a disconnect
Now we’re all strung up by the thick of our necks
A futile wail and a nice stiff drink
Knowing that it will come in a sudden blink
Feeling so tired
With eyes open all the time
Nearly close to blind
Well now this is quite a bind
Oh so tempted
Just to tune it all out
Really just wish we could
Bring about a turnabout
Feeling so scared
While I’m walking down the street
There’s a big day coming
One that we don’t want to meet
You see the thing is
We’ve already figured it out
But the deaf ears
Leave it all shrouded in doubt
That’s why all the artists are making art
And all the athletes are getting on their knees
Nobody wants to get hit by this runaway cart
But at least we’re all trying to do our parts
Look deep inside the truth is in your heart
Look deep inside the truth is in your heart
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3. |
Not Again
06:12
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Waking in a haze
Seeking Clarity
Open the blinds
Let the sun shine in
Let the sun shine in
Little sticky eyes
Wipe off the crud
Open peephole
Gotta tune the sight
Gotta tune the sight
And everyday
The fear penetrates
Who am I
Where am I
What am I
And everyday
The dread dissipates
There’s no time
What a crime
There’s no time
Turn in the blanket
And reset the clock
A little more time
To lose the thought
To lose the thought
Move the body
Feet touch the floor
A little stretch
It’s all so sore
It’s all so sore
And everyday
The fear escapes
Where’s the road
Where’s it going
Where am I
And everyday
Feelings elate
Just get dressed
Hairs a mess
What was that
Don’t remember a thing
Wouldn’t care too
Who am I
Where am I
What am I
Who am I
Where am I
What am I
Who am I
Where am I
What am I
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4. |
Trampoline
03:52
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Feel it crumble down
As I hit the ground
Gotta drag myself
Out of the cars way
Limping down the street
To the urgent care
Get an xray done
There’s nothing there
Walking down the stairs
Feel it come again
Throw down my bags
And scream without a care
Propping up my leg
Cover it in ice
Can’t stop the work
There’s no respite
Slanted heels on the sole worn down
Place the foot on it’s side
Feel the knee as it slides all around
Nausea coming up inside
Inside
Inside
On that fateful day
Up in the air
A twist in time
A life of care
A stinky brace
Two different feet
A constant fear
Of walking down the street
Walking down the street
Walking
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5. |
Long Long Night
05:17
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I keep seeing your face
And the back of your head
I still remember our place
And drooling on the bed
And all the tunes we shared
The opening of my eyes
Getting randomly paired
Yet no need for disguise
It’s all wrong it’s all wrong
It’s all gone it’s all gone it’s all
I still remember your laugh
Cracking away at good times
And seeing your health fade
During the waters rise
A little blurry room
And red spice on the door
Hanging cloud of doom
A cold hard floor
But those days are gone
So much pressure to have fun
And as the remnants bask in light
They know it’s going to be a long long long night
And while the anamnesis explodes
And all the faults are plated in gold
They keep spinning that one sound bite
And they know it’s going to be a long long long night
Feeling pensive with every breathe
What to do with what is left
Need a brief moment of respite
Yeah they know it’s going to be a long long long night
Spending time in delirium’s town
Black is white and up is down
Faded words in graphite
And they know it’s going to be a long long long
And they know it’s going to be a long long long
And they know it’s going to be a long long long
And they know it’s going to be a long long long night
And they know it’s going to be a long long long
And they know it’s going to be a long long long
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6. |
Play Again?
04:34
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Close the blinds
Turn out the lights
Gonna bath in moving bytes on the screen
Take it all away
To lands that have never been
Seen
What a dream
No ties to reality
Got nowhere else to be
No one who cares to see
Burning the night away
Don’t wanna see another
Day
What a waste
Just taking up all this space
Button down feeling alive
Whatever happened to all that drive
Getting xp and leveling up
Getting loot and feeling tough
Dungeon down find another one
And repeat, repeat
Check the box, advance the plot
Side quests sure take a lot
Credits roll, pop in another one
Sun comes out
Still awake
Can I get another take
I don’t think it autosaves
Guess that is just another
Day
What a waste
Just taking up all this space
Button down feeling alive
Whatever happened to all that
All that drive
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7. |
Prospect Park
04:52
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Slogging through a calm day
Sitting under a tree
Got a book at my side
As I lay my hair down and then
Close my eyes
Feeling so fine
Watching the clouds go by
Little squirrels at my side
Feel the breeze through my hair
And I can’t see anything that is not there
Holding me down
It is like a waking dream
Imagining how life could be
Aspirational philosophy
Normalcy is so cobwebby
There is a picnic blanket next to me
Filled with all the goodies I can dream
Concealed wine is flowing so free
Feeling so merry merry
Feeling so light and free and
Feeling so happy happy
Finally have found contentment
Found contentment
Found contentment
Found contentment
It really opened my eyes
I thought it was all a lie
Ruminating all the effort applied
Chasing euphoric highs
And instead of feeling like I’d already died
Just needed to spend some time outside
And feel connected to it all
And feel at one with everything
And feel connected to it all
And feel at one with all the world world world world
There is a lazy day
Waiting for you
Don’t let it pass you by
It may not come by again so soon
So enjoy
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8. |
Waking Dream
07:23
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Had a dream the other day
Couldn’t get it out of my brain
Thought streams are so constrained
Can’t even count the refrains
And as I wander through the city
Couldn’t see a thing at all
Not the fat bodega Kitty
Or those nice people from down the hall
And as I’m standing on the subway
Eyes glazing over melting words
Knees adjusting to the cars sway
Washing over a mind perturbed
And it fades away
Not meant to see
Could never be
Twisted fantasy
And as I trudge along the hudson
Taking in the skyline in the cruise ships wake
Search inside and just find nothing
These fae ridden days are too much to take
And as I wander through the city
Everything just feels so far away
The lengths of time can be so flitty
What is it the frizz wants to convey
Had a dream the other day
Couldn’t get it out of my brain
Thought streams are so constrained
Can’t even count the refrains
Had a dream the other night
And now the world is bathed in fright
Woke up searching for starlight
Humanity crushing that plight
I doubt the stories are airtight
Can’t help but wonder despite
Won’t ever prove the theories right
Still gotta deal with all these wights
And all the moments I could cite
Would come out as nothing more than slights
Can’t think of anything that’s not trite
And all the hours are finite
A half blurred face
Composite Place
An unslapped bass
And lines retraced
A hope debased
Mental subspace
Please don’t erase
That little touch of grace
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Sylvan Shards
22:44
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Sitting around
Looking at a little slit
Open wide
Let the air come in
Hear the song
Hottest beat I’ve ever made
Hear them yell
Feeling oh so fine
Hear them yell
Feeling oh so fine
See the car parked out back
Warning flashing on
Hours by, killing time
And those lights are still on
Hours by, their lights are still on
The night moves on
Yeah the night moves on
Shower stall
Sitting down
Can’t even fit
Shower Stall
Don’t fit just don’t care
Shower stall, oh so small
Laying on the ground
Can’t get up
Don’t want to move at all
Shower stall
Don’t want to move at all
Dining Hall
I saw you cry
Didn’t do nothing I was paralyzed
Dining hall
I saw you cry
Didn’t do nothing I was paralyzed
Little room, pipe goes round
Seeing messed up images
Turn it around
Don’t remember if we turned around
Little room crooked pipe
Twisting images on our last night
Wish that I said some goodbye
Wish that I said a better goodbye
Walking home see a fox
Lock eyes, lock eyes
Walking home saw a fox
Locked eyes
He moved on
Moved on
Heard a scream in woods
Primordial
Never explained
Never explained
Yeah I heard a scream
Primordial in the woods
It was near the log
Where we sat
Joked around
Pretended we were
So very very hard to find
Pretended we were
So very very hard to find
Walking home
Trapping me in the corner
Got blood on your hands
Calling my boy mao zedong
Walking home
Got me trapped in the corner
Blood on your hands
Calling me saying that I’m looking like
Meat loaf
We both agree
We both agree
Trapped in the corner staring down blood covered hands
Trapped in the corner starting down blood covered hands
Stolen guitar
By a friend
Precious heirloom turned into drug money
Stolen guitar is no longer around
Beautiful sound as I watch the hands
Impressing me
Proving to me that I still have so much to learn
Now it’s all gone
Uh uh uh uh
The offers to get twisted
Trying to be good and then let it go
Just let it go
Dining hall saw you cry
Didn’t do nothing I was paralyzed
Dining hall never really said goodbye
Walking around
That nice town
See you passing by give you a nice hello
Always wanted to let you know
Dining hall I saw you cry
And i didn’t do nothing I was paralyzed
In the Dining hall I saw you cry
I should have stood up, should have stood up
But I did not do shit
It’s a huge regret
In the dining hall my future son says hello
In the dining hall my future son said hello
My future son said hello
And I never said goodbye
The g men came
My rooms a mess
Probably didn’t smell too great
Yeah the g men come
They said you were burning up
Brown coats
Fake accents
Eyeing me down like I was complacent
Yeah the g men came
And my room was a mess
I was just making tunes
With my piano skills
I didn’t have
Yeah I was just making tunes
With skills that I didn’t have
I saw the broken window pane
Saw you later then
You said you put your foot through it
Why are you such a mess
You put your foot through the window pane
It caused you nothing but pain and shame
Burning on
Burning on
Lobby
Burn burn burn burn burn burn burn burn
Burn the paper in the lobby
I wish things could have turned out right
I wish things could have turned out right
All the faces recognizing
The faces looking at them
All the faces seeing faces seeing them
When the sun goes down
Sitting around park benches
When the sun goes down
Sitting round the benches
Or in the nooks
That’s where we lived
When the sun sitting on the benches
Or in the nooks
With our backs to the windows
Where the security desks just watched us
Yeah the security desks just watching us
Sitting around the courtyard
Don’t remember a thing that was said
Sitting around the courtyard
Don’t remember a thing that was, that was said
The meth head
Claiming I knew how to hook him up
He said I must because I have long hair
Yeah the meth head
Just screaming round
Accusing me of just screwing around
Because I wouldn’t hook him up with more meth
I guess long hair means you know how to get meth
Walking home I heard someone yelling from the window
They called me
A faggot
Yeah walking home
I heard a voice from the window
Yelling at me
And they called me
A faggot
And walking home
Heard a voice from the window
He was saying I should come up
He thought I was a girl
And I was hit on from the window
I was hit on from the window
I was hit on from the window
He thought I was a girl
And he thought it was okay
To hit on me from inside of his room
He thought it was okay
To hit on me from his room
Dining hall
Saw you cry
Didn’t do nothing I was paralyzed
In the dining hall
Never really said goodbye
In the dining hall
Saw you cry
Didn’t do nothing I was paralyzed
I just wanted to
Say I really messed up
In the dining hall
Saw you cry
Didn’t do nothing I was paralyzed
In the dining hall
I never really goodbye
Never really said Yeah I never really said
Yeah I never really said Yeah I never really said
Yeah I never really said Yeah I never really said
Yeah I never really said Yeah I never really said
Yeah I never really said Yeah I never really said
Yeah I never really said Yeah I never really said
Yeah I never really said
Never really said goodbye
Never really said never really said goodbye
Thinking back I wish I knew why
Don’t know who I’m kidding
Totally know why
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Kyle Rogers New York
Kyle Rogers is a singer/songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, audio engineer, and co-founder of the art rock/post punk band Ruderals in NYC. He has quite a few solo albums, and also makes Experimental Electronic music as EpperSpor.
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