axiom to zeal : music : cubicals and farms

"There are laughter and tears, ready to flow quite unbidden, and almost quite at random. There is our whole past, as it were, knocking at the door..."
George Santayana
The Psyche, Realms of Being (1942)
[9:23]

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cubicals and farms

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written :: 2006
desc :: Branching off back toward an old direction. [81:8:23]

Lover's Almanac

machine gun etiquette
cubicals and farms
the difference
the ballad of U. and A.
keep going...
what love
green and red
parachute
adult themes
for every sprinkle I find
and god mumbled
getting chilly
arise
the hearts directions

Vices & Bias

ally

untitled
a little motivation

still in my song

In the state that we created, and in old faith that is shrinking;
we went and hid love away, what the hell were we thinking.

Someone built up a world, to hold us safe from harm.
Some of us for the office work, and rest to run the farms.

You work to make it easier, so we'll have more time to enjoy.
But no one's really even trying, so the joy that we work to destroy.

CHORUS (repeat)
An album ago I thought I could preach to you.
Then I kept it crypic so I could sing what's true.
Now I don't really care, so I just put it out there.

Nothing in any Good Book can't be learned by going astray.
There's more for us to learn than any Jesus has to say.

A lyrical crutch for the weak, controversy becomes cliche.
THERE'S NOTHING MORE POWERFUL THAN AN IDEA WHOSE TIME is today.

The pontiff's points are not to be trusted. The context clouding my mind?
Beg the airline to loose your luggage, move on and leave your baggage behind.

CHORUS

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