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lyrics
Sprinkled eyes, mutant bones, piled high, river's flowing
My ears are shocked, and in other rooms, words are falling, forgot my broom
She moved slightly, then took of fast, in a car with no limbs, and no one passed, a passing glimpse, heavy pulse, New York films
Now we know what it feels like Jim
Gin soaked lights, fluorescent doors, the paint is soaked from those tears of yours
Listen closely, there's someone singing, about finding love, and a spring cleaning, time travel, and a slow feeling, tired rugs we've danced upon
No need to wake up, we're not alone, and as you've seen, we're all grown
Always thinking that something is something
You're always thinking that something is something
If you were in an industrial accident in the rubber bullet factory at which you are a shift supervisor, but for whatever reason that particular day you decided to use all your braided rawhide leather belts to sandwich pillows around your body instead of wearing clothes to work, and by so doing you survive the accident... this is that, but more guitar-forward. woe_bonnet
Two versions of this infamous song, written by Charles Manson and recorded by The Beach Boys. Never Learn Not to Love is full of lysergic beauty, liquid and lush. Cease to Exist is disturbed and disturbing, full of bad-trip paranoia. RIP Tres Warren. Levrikon
Oh how I long for this album in vinyl format! Such smoothness. Such warmth. Such execution. This music begs to be taken along and woven into memories. Everyone I’ve shared this album with has loved it. The music speaks far and wide. Shouting out to a fellow follower, Brian Lehmann, for his excellent taste in music. If not for him, I likely would have never stumbled upon this absolute gem! Plinchmo Larduktin