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A Love

by tildon krautz

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Benny Song 03:21
I don't wanna tell you what to do  I just want you to change your attitude Can you be different on mondays can you wear the mind you wear on sundays Different tidbits do me fine some are precious beyond denying They are what keep this thing alive,  can you work a good supply I wann'it fine I'm running out of steam Like steady light I'm not a love machine What can you do  I can't do anything To keep this thing from caving in. Hey you maybe it'll be better if we get us some poorly weather  Lock us up inside a single room staring into each other's doom We can come to an understanding of our deep inter-depending Instead of getting wrapped up in eachother's mood I don't wanna tell you how to be I just want you to have two different feet Can you switch the left for the right one Will it make you walk in a straight line I don't wanna tell you what to do I just want you to temper your bad mood Can't you just be happy today ? Can't you let it go when i break my game ?
’ve been out wandering and I’m doing fine. I set off young. There’s been chapters in this story of mine, I’m in one now where I talk about some of them. No I wasn’t satisfied, Like many I didn’t dig the birthright. I didn’t want to be apart, Unmake the conscious heart. I’ve been here longer now. Most of the fear has worked out. Nothing comes from free, I trade all my time willingly. I don’t pretend I know how the road is bending. I’m still here and I do not know the ending. I don’t think I’m missing something I’m still open to loving I don’t think I’m going to find anything just because I’ve grabbed it.
They say it's like a theatre Where we're playing the puppet. They say it's make believe,  But we don't really get that proverb.  So much fun to keep it going Such a thrill to keep on rolling,  Take it to the end then do it again. Nostalgic references are the key to our heart of mind, Another word, another song, another lingering dilemma. The tremble of emotions keep alive the ego notions,  To calm them down, when they're bursting out, seems impossible. But if they feel right, we'll polish off these memories, Ensuring that they shine In our personal bio-history Waking up to the rhythm Of retold psycho - riddle  Everyday. My little darling daughter I wish that i could show you,  How the very thing i desire here Is the source of our problems. I want so bad to have you see How you're the start of everything,  You can stop any time you want. But if i succeed, we'll have a new religion,  That will eat away the truth And digest it as mal-vision. Another misconception,  A wonderful deception for the world.
Si Bar 02:20
Life Apart 02:12
eah we both know what I’m singing here about. Both of us know. Hey baby can you let go ? Hey darling can I ? We try hard but it still ain’t right All those times I held my own bag, went away into the night. Every time I see it you I know but the feeling still don’t go. When you woke up this morning you didn’t know what to say. It all changed, was sweet again and you wanted to stay. But what starts rolling gathers grass and the taste don’t change. We try hard but no matter what we say our minds don’t change course and the heart goes its own way. You know yourself and so do I.
we stay here. you should know there's no place any one of us can ever think as home no goodbyes and no crying we all know we're exactly what you need. and I will always love you.
Fish 03:02
i was walking down the street just petting my potata you looked so good and sweet i said "you wanna see me later?" you looked around you looked at me you said "what are we going to see?" i wanted to tell you now i knew it couldn't wait for later "if i touch you with my croco will you help my alligator, it's all in the bag if you want to take a swim out by the sea." the sunset we are having in the seat of our now is reflecting soft yellow and red off of the stones that they used to build the walls of this medieval city. each and every morning while we are still sleeping the sun kisses the skin of the food that we're eating. and we take a walk in the ramparts on a summer evening, with no wind or rain. i usually buy the fish if the ice it ain't melting my sneakers make a squishing sound when i walk in them in the rain and i can see by your smile that you've got the right training.
Disney Song 02:17
Every morning i wake up its in the kitchen that i find The evidence of your very late night past midnight snack I will look around and see the ingredients of your feast Along with some badly funny discombobulated mouse Oh dear All cats are asleep I don't why we ever said the only point in this here life Is to run and try collecting everything you can When i wake up sometimes before noon When i look up and see you I don't see mouse poop And when those mornings aren't there i don't know what to do Its like the sun never came out from behind the milky dew Birds fly in at sunrise and they choose sunflower seeds Drop down all the corn for the pigeons to eat
my troubles grow like a forest overnight. rains and storms come a-glowing with thunder light. i feel like the air is closing over me. i feel like i am trapped in a blister of fear. my drama is taking over the entire world. every day starts with a shower of pain bearing words. where is the needle that brakes the heavy bubble of the horrible ways it pulls me into the pain. let me go, let me flow, let me walk away from the pain of who i am on the day like today. let me go, let me flow, let me run away from the mind settled hard in its guerring ways. let me go that's where you wanna be let me go that's where you wanna be who's eyes am i still averting, i don't wanna see. who's words am i still avoiding, i don't wanna hear. the pain that is theirs' justified by complex thoughts of long winded stories i find in secret books, written expressly for me to lull me back to sleep. that's where you wanna be. back asleep. that's where you wanna be. i wanna let it go. that's where you wanna be. i wanna let it go.
Marco Song 02:43
Sun should shine from 9 to 5 please make note in your calendar There is no need for anymore Too much sun is frivolous It can give you perilous ideas that can make the world go wrong. We need more gray clouds, We need more buildings, too. We need more paper work counters to fill them through. There should be no sugar creams. Jelly beans from gelatine. In this crisis need to buckle down. We don't need you to be too clever, Cleverness is a tricky matter. Curtsy while you're thinking - it saves time. No vacation anymore, no sick days no no no more. You've had it pretty good till now. We can fix your easy ways cutting down on holidays, get to work! it's over! move along! We need more discipline We need policing too (yeah yeah yeah) We need more fancy roads So we can pay for fuel. We need a bigger storm! We need another war! We need some more control Ooo could always use some more! No more creative minds It's such a waste of time We need more discipline We need policing too (yeah yeah yeah)
Disco Song 03:37
I won't be knocking on your door you better come to me. I won't be pleading you for more (my) pride's a precious comodity. I’ll stick it tight and wait till you get through my defence, so why aren't you already on your way ? My waiting skills are known to be somewhat limited, you should know there's a tiny window where the goal can be met. …You should be moving now… you should be moving darling … you should stick to the plan… The plan I've drawn and readied I have it figured out, every detail laid in place. I know exactly how you can get me out of breath …come on let's get it on… It's been two days already …If it will take too long… I'll lose my cool and steady chorus I want to touch me places I will tell you not to touch I won't give in too easy better step it up a notch etc... I'll stick it tight and wait 'Till you get through my defence Get ready for real pleasing Taunting and cruel teasing You better be on the road when I get to the door I better see you there !
Long time been since i hear from you or the echo of my past i'm wondering if this here is an exterior road. am I far off of the trail? which path am i connected to? my heart pumps blood thru me and i'm a molecule, disconnected and alone. been a while since i heard from you or walked in the lands we call home. I'm a satellite and i can see you tonight. From the distance where i roam far outside, wondering if the words are even right. If all inside forgiveness is indeed the light the rest of the world, what of the dark they brood? and am i gonna ever… I am the perfect stranger i don't speak language well out here in the low hills of southern france. but each day i taste the good will of my fellow man. i live below the radar in a foreign land. the farther i've been, the more i know the only place that ever holds a home is the trust of another human being believing that the world needn't be so cold.


alternate title: Nonchałonski


released April 19, 2017


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