1. |
Something Out There
02:50
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Something Out There
there was something out there
past the contours of romance
politics grown lethal
where the corporate princes dance
there was something out there
as the zeitgeist bared its teeth
capital a psychopath
for love we laid a wreath
i could hear you yelling
but i didn’t want to know
so i bought new headphones
cranked up my favorite show
there was something out there
as the heat and waters rose
we were doing all we could
the emperor’s sharp clothes
i could hear you yelling
but i didn’t want to know
so i bought new headphones
cranked up my favorite show
there was something out there
with our heads stuck in the sand
we amused ourselves to death
grown fat and dumb as planned
i could hear you yelling
but i didn’t want to know
so i bought new headphones
cranked up my favorite show
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2. |
Viscera
03:17
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Viscera
thought comes from the viscera
the body clues the mind
high speed from each finger tip
quick printout lags behind
language largely rhythm beats
rough cadence of the heart
frequencies in rapid dance
whole scans from every part
she strolled down the runway
i bit my freaking tongue
all i’d known was algebra
new lessons soon begun
something throbs within us
a ticker tape parade
feel the surging in your mind
as senses cavalcade
she strolled down the runway
i bit my freaking tongue
all i’d known was algebra
new lessons soon begun
so much weight on thinking
as if it trips alone
radios in outer space
deep tethered to the bone
she strolled down the runway
i bit my freaking tongue
all i’d known was algebra
new lessons soon begun
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3. |
To The River
04:11
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To The River
i went down to the river
that’s the place i saw her last
i went down to the river
still hung up on the past
there was so much i remembered
though i’d tried hard to forget
i was kicking up from way down deep
but hadn’t got there yet
i went down to the river
sure felt like long ago
i went down to the river
still tugged on from below
there was something i remembered
had she left instead of me
seemed too dangerous to go there
best the shrouds of mystery
i went down to the river
and sat along the shore
then i ran before the tears came
couldn’t stand it any more
there was something in the water
just a glimmer and then gone
i could swear i heard my name called
pierced me to the very bone
i went down to the river
that’s the place i saw her last
i went down to the river
still hung up on the past
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4. |
Pastures
03:23
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Pastures
i’ve been running through the pastures
of these icy dreams
somehow with my heart in knots
night’s more than what it seems
i’ve been running through the desert
that they all left behind
even as the sales increase
these doubts assail my mind
you seem strangely solid
and i know what that’s like
but i’m seared by visions now
until i drop the mic
i’ve been running through the traffic
ghosts on every side
even as i swear the truth
i know in part i’ve lied
i’ve been running through the jungle
big waves break just ahead
i could swim to the island
and stash the past i’ve fled
chorus
i’ve been running through the darkness
where lights flash then they’re gone
can i keep myself from falling
upright til the dawn
you seem strangely solid
and i know what that’s like
but i’m seared by visions now
until i drop the mic
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5. |
Ring
03:07
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Ring
she says she loves me
but she wants that ring
money’s not just crucial
it’s the only thing
she says she loves me
but what has she gained
after all the bloodshed
just some threads remained
hard to imagine
myself in this scene
out there in some dream world
must be where i’ve been
she says she loves me
to show i care
she wants some carats
on that finger there
she says she loves me
diamonds ought to do
maybe they’ll convince her
my love is true
chorus
she says she loves me
but a girl’s got to eat
we’ll have it all
once she feels complete
hard to imagine
myself in this scene
out there in some dream world
must be where i’ve been
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6. |
Bread and Roses
03:09
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Bread and Roses
days get shorter
nights so long
you can’t quite recover
where you once belonged
driving down the highway
you can’t find a home
all you see are miles of malls
where big herds used to roam
years of bread and roses
your memory gone blank
still a sheaf of gratitude
with no one left to thank
beauty lasts forever
the seasons rise and fall
now the birds flap flying south
they heed that secret call
years of bread and roses
your memory gone blank
still a sheaf of gratitude
with no one left to thank
i am out here squinting
for the light that will not end
you can watch my vapor trail
as i fade round the bend
years of bread and roses
your memory gone blank
still a sheaf of gratitude
with no one left to thank
there’s no one no one left to thank
a sheaf of gratitude there’s no one
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7. |
Bird
03:26
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Bird
i am so alone now
the dark thoughts looming near
will it always feel this hard
where do i go from here
midnight seems to find me
up wide awake in bed
marinating in the pain
the words i could have said
hope is such a fragile bird
of course no guarantee
flying upward from the tears
her wings might carry me
what will lift tomorrow
fling out another song
have to pray for something new
sweet grace to come along
hope is such a fragile bird
of course no guarantee
flying upward from the tears
her wings might carry me
maybe magic’s still ahead
again i must believe
love will touch this yearning heart
once more before i leave
hope is such a fragile bird
of course no guarantee
flying upward from the tears
her wings might carry me
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8. |
Gadfly
03:43
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Gadfly
i have always been this guy
for better and for worse
though i’ve learned a trick or two
to mask old scars i nurse
i have always been this guy
way tender pretty real
it can drag me down or up
these quantum shifts i feel
they move now in lockstep
no difference can remain
lies and egos rule a world
where power lords must gain
i have always been this guy
so ready to declaim
gadfly diving deep and dark
still trying to find the name
they move now in lockstep
no difference can remain
lies and egos rule a world
where power lords must gain
i have always been this guy
in essence we don’t change
sense the pulse and dare to speak
some microbes rearrange
they move now in lockstep
no difference can remain
lies and egos rule a world
where power lords must gain
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9. |
Masterpiece
03:20
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Masterpiece
everybody has a story
each a hero in his right
there’s a universe we conjured
threads of memory gird the night
everybody has a story
stretching back before the fall
billions of us daily pulsing
ghostly echoes down the hall
there’s the glory and affliction
hear the last strains of parade
there’s the loss and little triumphs
see the masterpiece you made
everybody has a story
all the details of each span
burning candlelight of being
soaring skyward when we can
everybody has a story
freeze frame for those ancient smiles
we were young and then we weren’t
labored first and final miles
chorus
everybody has a story
every fairy tale must end
sap so thick with fool redemption
soul museum that we tend
there’s the glory and affliction
hear the last strains of parade
there’s the loss and little triumphs
see the masterpiece you made
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10. |
Faux Pas
02:59
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Faux Pas
another fashion faux pas
she clucks and shakes her head
soon she’s going to seize control
and dress him right instead
enough that tired shag top
and whiskers all unshaved
only through a coup in style
could his best look be saved
she departs and he slides back
never big on the fashion track
how much corporate will he keep
once the shepherd quits the sheep
at first he waxed resistant
but soon he liked the change
bowing to her points of style
although clean cut feels strange
she departs and he slides back
never big on the fashion track
how much corporate will he keep
once the shepherd quits the sheep
he’s her little project
a hippie to reclaim
wild and ragged mountain dude
who now looks straight and tame
she departs and he slides back
never big on the fashion track
how much corporate will he keep
once the shepherd quits the sheep
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11. |
Wind Up Toy
03:26
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Wind Up Toy
the wind up toy’s been wearing down
memories strewn all over town
he still pictures how he soared
is there a chance to be restored
the wind up toy’s been dreaming hard
lying face down in her yard
days of thunder nights of silk
songs slip through like mother’s milk
without mud no lotus
without pain no gain
he prayed for a burnished route
and rides the midnight train
the wind up toy knows where he went
those promises he never meant
now he banks upon his soul
old engine whirring near the hole
without mud no lotus
without pain no gain
he prayed for a burnished route
and rides the midnight train
the wind up toy looks like he’s real
but can he really cry or feel
broken open no more fight
shining rusted in the light
without mud no lotus
without pain no gain
he prayed for a burnished route
and rides the midnight train
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12. |
All My Words
03:01
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All My Words
all my words mean nothing
the pull inside too strong
i am drawn beside her
and right now i belong
all my words mean nothing
though fiercely i protest
deeper hunger doesn’t care
the longing will not rest
every day i want her
no matter what the cost
have i found my rightful place
or am i truly lost
all my words mean nothing
yet i cling to that raft
every time i think it through
the tide of passion laughs
every day i want her
no matter what the cost
have i found my rightful place
or am i truly lost
all my words mean nothing
just flotsam in the breeze
now the legions of the mind
brought humble to their knees
every day i want her
no matter what the cost
have i found my rightful place
or am i truly lost
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13. |
The Longest Night
04:14
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The Longest Night
once again your heart cries out
endures the longest night
all you feel is what you’ve lost
the dimming of the light
you were left in silence
to try to make it through
suddenly quick pain flares up
and absence tortures you
good times still assail you
sweet memories wet the eye
every night you’re wide awake
since love went passing by
they say time’s a healer
and you’ll forget one day
you just have to grit your teeth
the wound will fade away
good times still assail you
sweet memories wet the eye
every night you’re wide awake
since love went passing by
you were not alone then
two magpies in the tree
now you’re merely hanging on
til grace can set you free
good times still assail you
sweet memories wet the eye
every night you’re wide awake
since love went passing by
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Kito Peters Santa Fe, New Mexico
Kito Peters has released (like doves!) quite a few CDs, has garnered his share of esoteric radio airplay, and has won a baker's dozen of New Mexico Music Awards, including twice for Best CD of the Year and four times for Best Pop CD. He is a big fan of Harry Bosch, Al Kaline, and Laura Nyro. ... more
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