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Antenna
03:48
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Communist sweep down
Inundation overrated
Send out my signal
Literal fighting words
Backing up against the wall
Send out my signal
Molding clay in my hands
Fold it into vast expanse
Send out my signal
Courteous illusions back their way down
Hostile interior variations
Line me up against the floorboards
Give me twice the man you are
Fuck me sideways on the ceiling
Send out my signal
Feeling bodies crush the room
Laying sideways in your tomb
Send out your signal
Folding questions in the air
I have no saliva left to spare
Send out your signal.
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Lockhorn
04:26
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I’m the devil’s friend
On Cadillac cable
That monsters shape and reveal
Trained like a master
Falling like a slave
Under the rule of the tundra
When are sweet dreams fading?
When will the lighthouse dim?
When will the lockhorn turn for the worse?
When will our faces smile again?
Playing card flipped
Dressed as a jester
Living in a world depressed
Wordless and free
Will I ever be let be?
Witches and whores will tend to vanish
Catching a fish
Hearty and slippery
Funny the things you remember
Put away the book
You should’ve seen the looks
They gave to us last September.
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Ten Hour Tuesday
03:19
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Fly in your house
It’s a bird, say no words
Never leave the couch
Coffee mug, mum’s the word
Splatter on the disk
Airport pat down, frisky frisk
Never leave me doused
Flask is drunk, I am too
Tractors in your dreams
Tearing you down, building it up
Sign on your door
Do not disturb, scream the words
Fly in the house
It’s a bird without the wings
Widen up the torch
But don’t you light this firestorm
Just another ten hour Tuesday
Trapped on the page
It’s a book without the words
Never tells the truth
Put the blinds on the stove
Worthless and confused
Spinning rivers, where are the fish?
Never leave me high
Track gets lost, here I go
Buildings in your dreams
Winding it down, working you up
The world’s incomplete
Do not return, instant words
Fly in the house
It’s a plane with everything
Blowing out the flame
But don’t blame me if it’s all the same
Just another ten hour Tuesday.
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Where the Sea Ends
04:20
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Pull up the anchor
Go for a swim
Floating in waters on the zephyr rim
And in your crystal ball
You see the future, you see what’s coming down
And in your telepathy
You see the worry, the apathy, the indignity
I’ve got the tale
of where the sea ends, where the sea ends
Ride the whale’s tail
where the sea ends, where the sea ends
Mark down on your calendar
The day I’ll ask you to be my own, to marry me,
won’t you please?
Floating in rhythm
on the sandbar
hoping for something new.
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Hiatus
03:15
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On hiatus
Write this darkness down
Of the patterns on the floor
I’m begging you
On hiatus
This music digs in deep
Its heels are wonders
Passing clever jokes down the line
On hiatus
Draw this melted figure down
I am here on tracing paper
and I’m begging you
Don’t stop touching my face
Blessed trouble disappear without a trace
Don’t stop touching my face
Hanging freely I go swinging from curtain lace
Don’t stop touching my body
Restless match flares and my eyes are spotty
Don’t stop touching my body
Please don’t remember this tomorrow.
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Interior
03:26
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You don’t speak to me
Just the essence of a conversation
Around me, about you
We’re now an “us”
You don’t take the tests you need to take
Just the inside of an empty building
Within me, outside you
We’re now an “us”
All day long
Write the scene
It’s a power storm the likes of which
Align me, extorting you
We’re now an “us”
Dragging me into the quarry
Sinking ship I’ve fashioned out of
Papier-mâché, another way
We’re now an “us”.
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Hindsight
05:48
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Here’s the clasp on my diary
It has a key that has yet to be made
In hindsight I bring the cards to the table
I fashion it out of old threads and lace
I’m standing right here
I’ve waited, no moment too soon
Who’s lonely when the truth doesn’t do?
Who’s wishing when our hearts fall into place?
Here’s the lock on the wishing well
Flip a coin and hope for the best
In hindsight I knew I could do better
I used to fight with the words on my tongue
Here’s the taste of your lips on mine
Past intentions fade slowly out
In hindsight I wore the colors off the stage
I danced in and out of this circular cage.
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I'm Free
03:47
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I used to not understand the world and its turns
All the angles and the swirling and the contrasts
I used to not understand the person throwing verbs at my face
Pastures wide and gasping for air and burying me
I no longer reply when wires are crossed
The Spaniard dancing on the table to a jaunty beat asks me to dance
I no longer reply when fissures become dizzying, opulent passions
Trashing the din of a bubble undermined by questionable fears
Before I cry
Please, my dear, let me go free
After these many coincidental years
Finally, I am free
I determine rationally the western winds whipping my backside
Every slap of the drum, instant and eloquent and quarrelling
I’ve loosened beyond my years, assuredly playing my fric-fracking, steering clear
One of these days I’ll send for you in violet castrations
Clawing at the edge of the cliff begging to return as a stone
You’ll never be justified, don’t try to redeem the audience’s praise
Here’s to hoping your shakes buy out your dreams while you’ve got them
And rest for the rest for the rest of your time here.
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Flawed
04:59
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The light shines over something you once held onto
The light shines into the wandering minstrel’s eyes
Say you were my friend, say you were my partner in crime
Say you were my soulmate, say you were the one I needed
Just admit it, take your bow and say it
Wondering all the ways you wonder
Just take this song and sing it
Take this world and spin it
and take these hearts along
I can’t cry any longer
‘Cause I’m learning how to die
I’m learning I am flawed
The weight it’s lifting from your shoulders
The weight it’s searing, it’s the past and present
Say you took a trip, say you took the way I had told you
Say you took my word, say you are okay with who you are
The day is coming, it’s right around that corner
The white light, it’s bright, is calling your name
You’re leaving us, you’re leaving us, and you’re okay with it
You’re leaving us, you’re leaving us, and you’re okay with it.
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What's For Breakfast?
03:43
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Lucy at the diner asks “what do you want?”
You say, “I don’t know dear, what’s for breakfast?”
Placed down in front is a plate
Bacon, eggs and grits
Take this opportunity
Take it while it’s here
Take this and spin with me
Sit down and eat with me
What’s for breakfast?
Is it something I’ll like?
What’s for breakfast?
Don’t give me slack, I’ll just send it back
Lucy at the diner asks “how do you want your eggs?”
You say, “Over easy, and make it snappy”
Placed down in back is my face
Sterile as a culture underneath the piercings.
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Evan Schafer Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
My name is Evan Schafer. I am an indie musician with a strong grounding in traditional composition, but the material always has a unique flair. I guarantee not being bored out of your gourd when turning on one of the records. I produce, mix, and engineer everything myself, and have done so since late 2005. ... more
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