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didn't get to say goodbye to you didn't know i'd die in the night but my bag was packed and the trumpet was blaring & the bottle was spinning me the Do's were Daring. i always thought you were some kind of god send i know it's true now cuz i got into heaven it's different than i thought it but things are better than ever and when i slip your name i get a free clip of angel's rock opera. never said sorry for all the falling out the falling through and the falling down didn't tell you where i hid it and i wonder if you're still looking or if you just dismissed it as a tom-foolery fantasy i always knew that i'd go first i always finished everything faster than you i'd be eating desert honey before you took your first bite and i bit off, too, much more than i could chew. i'm walking talking thinking faster than you it makes sense that i'd die first too. baby call the cantor baby call the police you found a dead girl between your sheets she was staring eyes open out of the window breathing out a gone-sour dream breathing nothing back in though breathing out a gone-sour dream breathing nothing in baby call the priest baby call the bureau of investigation she was just right here and now she's disappeared from location just a footprint to reveal the direction of her destination it goes up on the wall to the ceiling running to find new feeling up on the wall to the ceiling running to find well if you need new feeling climb up on the wall to the ceiling
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love wants to come for free wants to arrive instantly i can see your eyes are honeypots you want to and will skip down the road until the swell of wind lifts up your clothes you look at the moon and she knows you're knowing you say to your friend "if you touched me now surely you'd see sparks flowing." your flowers bloom and bloom away they adhere to no prescribed law of nature your love don't stop it only knows how to open open open open i believe our fear is over i believe i have ceased fear of such things. while we're sought out by bird's school of flight for any secret technique on how we reach such heights all directions cherished when expectations perish if you wanna see Up, we'll show you up and if you wanna go Down, let's go cuz there's no sad part about falling down when you fall like we do when you know how to drown then, to the sandy bottom, for a look around to see what's sunk and to think about it. your flowers bloom and bloom away they adhere to no prescribed law of nature your love don't stop it only knows how to open open open open i believe i have ceased fearing such things. why not be the one whose eyes say "yes" when every eye is longing for it? you believe you'd be better off dead then to have to be that one who's gotta come back to say what's too late to be said yea you made the choice to get your feet wet your ankles your knees your shins your thighs and now you're swimming yea you made the choice to get your feet wet and for that you will always be bathed in my praise. your flowers bloom and bloom away they adhere to no prescribed law of nature your love don't stop it only knows how to open i believe our fear is over i believe in honey, honeypot.
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i have smelt georgia like this before the slight night wind half sits and i have been an oak tree brooding for centuries and i have been marsh land simmering for high tide if i said i didn't want to go deaf again and wake up with a voice box like a crow and have all my clothes not reek of smoke would you believe i could make music for money? laying on the lawn agelessly last night eyes pasted to the full face of the moon's giving light and now you're expecting to hear a line in the likes of a wise moon cliche kind of thing but on the contrary she was telling me She did not know and I willed what life would bring. i had a feeling then that fate was just a fancy get up for fear and everything we'd ever want is plainly just right here. if i said i didn't want to have to think too hard but rather just to breathe and let these songs, go 'head, write themselves and keep no thing up my sleeve. if i said i didn't want to have to hear no more the cruel crack of the PA as I un-plug my guitar chord even the sound-man gave me the safe thumb-up sign, yet this seems to happen at least every time. if i said i wanna sing this loud, mic-free would you believe i could make music for money? I have smelt georgia like this before it's the home-coming spray of old knowing something, darling, too slow to walk away too dense to question where it's going. if I said i'd really rather always flick my passionate spit then dance lamely crowned some television diva if my music don't come with contract where tacked on is a clause that makes it a law i sell out to commercials for mascara, if I'm not satisfied with the spiritual infiltration in the fashion world and express myself beyond my clothes skin blood and bone if i craft to keep up with what's really going on and reach out sometimes by being alone and work piously to maintain a simple heart would you believe i could make a living off of this art... and make music for money pay me pay me pay me i make music for money.
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I know there are 13 tracks on the original record, but I've just posted a few. If anyone truly wants to re-purchase this old record, they can contact me and I will consider making a private sales link to the remaining songs...

tom lewis's studio 2002, analogue, athens georgia

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released January 1, 2002

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