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    welcome

    welcome

    »»Maybe Sugar««
    When God was set to built a mansion
    made of yucky feelings
    I said I love it but maybe
    you wanted to build something
    up in the air instead
    or maybe sugar in a boat.
    ____________
    Listen to Maybe Sugar!

    macronjacks

    macronjacks

    »»Dough««
    Hours at the close, and in the imminence of thought,
    it needs the shirts and blouses next.
    Hours at the halfway house, and halloween at night,
    and then it gets all half convex.
    Sauce will leave the sandwiches, it’s blended more or less (uh),
    and you know its heaven taste.
    Like it, then, or not, we’re leaving castleton-ship
    9 ‘o clock or [...]

    nc2003

    nc2003

    »»Gigantor««
    I fell in love with Gigantor and all his whims,
    towing his rig and a pack of Virginia Slims.
    Though he’s a brute, and he’s kicking me in the shins,
    when he’s away all the junk builds up in the chimney.
    I’ve had enough of the cats he drags in,
    and the rust in his eyes, and the clicks of [...]

    98

    98

    »»Romans««
    Darkness heaves and whispers to the dead,
    the hyperactive child loses his head.
    All along the military groove,
    with saccharine in tiles set in remove.
    On the dancefloor Romans sing along efficiently
    with technology.
    __________
    Listen to Romans!

    tal

    tal

    »»Nothing««
    We, living high on the sea,
    swinging from tree to tree,
    full of sadness and pain, out in the rain.
    Sky, looming vast as the sky,
    like an endless supply
    of an autumn where
    even the smallest, the poorest say nothing has changed.
    Nothing’s the same.
    __________
    Listen to Nothing!

    welcome
    welcome

    »»Maybe Sugar««
    When God was set to built a mansion
    made of yucky feelings
    I said I love it but maybe
    you wanted to build something
    up in the air instead
    or maybe sugar in a boat.
    ____________
    Listen to Maybe Sugar!

    macronjacks
    macronjacks

    »»Dough««
    Hours at the close, and in the imminence of thought,
    it needs the shirts and blouses next.
    Hours at the halfway house, and halloween at night,
    and then it gets all half convex.
    Sauce will leave the sandwiches, it’s blended more or less (uh),
    and you know its heaven taste.
    Like it, then, or not, we’re leaving castleton-ship
    9 ‘o clock or [...]

    nc2003
    nc2003

    »»Gigantor««
    I fell in love with Gigantor and all his whims,
    towing his rig and a pack of Virginia Slims.
    Though he’s a brute, and he’s kicking me in the shins,
    when he’s away all the junk builds up in the chimney.
    I’ve had enough of the cats he drags in,
    and the rust in his eyes, and the clicks of [...]

    98
    98

    »»Romans««
    Darkness heaves and whispers to the dead,
    the hyperactive child loses his head.
    All along the military groove,
    with saccharine in tiles set in remove.
    On the dancefloor Romans sing along efficiently
    with technology.
    __________
    Listen to Romans!

    tal
    tal

    »»Nothing««
    We, living high on the sea,
    swinging from tree to tree,
    full of sadness and pain, out in the rain.
    Sky, looming vast as the sky,
    like an endless supply
    of an autumn where
    even the smallest, the poorest say nothing has changed.
    Nothing’s the same.
    __________
    Listen to Nothing!

    big sir
    big sir

    »»Free Snakes««
    When I’m dreaming about black snake,
    everyone gets so quiet.
    Black snake comes around and says ‘I’m free.’
    __________
    Listen to Free Snakes!

    tricky
    tricky

    »»tennis««
    no words, just tennis racquets. lots of tennis racquets, or (actually) the same tennis racquet many times, at different speeds. to sound like something else (an instrument i don’t have).
    __________
    Listen to Tennis!

    now cooking
    now cooking