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Reference To Ayers Rock
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Cahuachi
03:35
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Do you believe they're in the stars? I think someone once held that/This million mile magic can be seen from the sky/Telling celestials of an animal kingdom/Teaching the futures how to kill time/Was it a walking temple? Was it an air balloon?/Some things we'll never know*3/This thought could teach me how improbable one's perspective can be*5
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The Man Behind El Bulli
02:54
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The man behind El Bulli was like anyone else/a small breakdown had brought him recognition/The man behind El Bulli stared blankly at an eternity of quail/It was now or never,*2so never again/Something had snapped, now he could build it better/Nothing had clicked, but he could make it better/With all the good things that kept coming, not even success could stop him/Whimsy rewarded by the world/The destruction left behind had such a taste/His ambition was blinding to all who would witness it/And with this, he made meals for the rich and over-privileged/Who cares!*2/An attempt to make the best times for all in his path/Who cares?*2/He said eating was an art that was required but he meant it/Who cares!*2/When all is right with the world, to realize it's the same as it ever was.../And with this, he made meals for the rich and over-privileged/Who cares!*2
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Thank You For Nothing
01:43
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Voynich Manuscript
02:50
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Patterns? just notions.../rewrite... return to start/Sequence? Not quite.../rewrite... return to start/Function, a falling thread/Chasing and getting lost/Rewrite... return to start*2 /If there's a time*8/If there's a place/If there's a time*3/If there's a time a proper time/If there's a time*3/There's a time/There's no right time/There's no time*2
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You send out your mother's coffin to give to the people that killed her/the barracks in lagos, this wonderful story/A line of notes or equations to equal, to foment a tumult/This thing that you went through you... cope through a spectacle/You smoke then laugh/a smile so smug/to say such things/You'd laugh it off, even after death/When you got it, you flaunt it.*3/I want to play the underground spiritual game/Anikapulo!/The one who carries death in his pocket/The one who carries death in his pouch/strange one, mysterious one/spirit being/The father returns/The mother returns/When you got it you flaunt it/You got what you wanted/a world all your own a stable of people and things/When you got it you flaunt it/You got what you wanted/a world all your own/a stable of people and things/and when they found you/you got it but different
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Could He Avoid Dying
03:39
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An alchemist could turn this to gold/use a rosetta stone/An architect could map the lapse I missed/make a go of it/What's missed?/What's needed?/What piece to piece together a halfway life of listless longing?/What would make it work?*3/It's beyond me/It's above me/1200 feet high and counting/A shifting name might do it/So much put into those little letters/We'll be in a movie that never ends/actors who forever forget their parts/The warts and all are weighing us down/and maybe this will save you/We've done it!*9/Weeeee've done it!*7
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The Five Genders
02:32
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There are more genders than women and men/There are more genders than five/a body that sits at the heart after heart/trajectory more than dead center/a movement that's too big to fathom/a size that's too stupid to ponder/a body that sits at the heart after heart.../The things that are tried don't work perfect/Some things that are said do the same/It's the sameness to use as a cover/a blanket to block one from large blocks of space/a large patch of nothing to put one in place/There are more genders than women and men/There are more genders than five
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Resort Town Of Yashima
02:10
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Kowloon Walled City
06:18
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Wave after wave had been repelled/The wall was a symbol when gone/The city in dreams once poked through/crawled at odd angles, as monsters do/Life under faint fluorescent lights/pipes and darkness in long intervals/There's a time limit placed, an expiration date*2/The spring of 1993/A feeling of anything, a peculiar smell, it belonging to nobody/These things were replaced with a park/A feeling of anything a peculiar smell it belonging to nobody/These things were replaced with a park Yeah, I understand why, but I still regret it/I understand why, but I still regret it
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