Golden Orb

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Track Name: Green Thumb
Raising stakes in my free time. They've grown up fast under my nurturing. Fine! Take all of my kindness unrefined.

Overused, under-fruit. Put those dirty blades away.

Why won't you grow under my thumb?
All things designed, a spring is sprung. No idioms, no idioms.

Grave mistake, I think not. Alternately, no good at gardening.
Rinds grown on vines. All those rinds is mine.
Track Name: Bee Hole
Well, that's okay, I don't believe in anything but elongated endings and prizes dished. Oh, you stepped on the bee hole? Please don't let them take my Chinese pork.

The wine, it's easy to decline. To invite, to love. To find a pastime.
Live. Already dead. Company men arise. Drive us on. To live as though we're gone.

Oh, you stepped on the bee hole? Please don't let them take my Chinese pork.

All in good time.

The wine, it's easy to decline. To invite, to love. To find a pastime.
Track Name: Modern Art
We're under drunk, watching our own minds keep time. Company sought, hoping our words might find rhyme. You say often, "Horrible." Things aren't taking right ways, too.

This modern art is nothing but dime-store pastries. I wait in dark, trying to gleam their meaning.

Your love is a comfortless place for my head to rest easy in knowing I'm powerless.

These worthy socks hang in the balance of being. Now all is lost, we must admit our defeat.

Your love is a comfortless place for my head to rest easy in knowing I'm powerless.
Track Name: Town
Trusting friend,

Go home instead of running me out of town, yo.

I'll never be another thing. In spite, you know, I'm fine. In principles you bury alive a love you never had in mind.

I'll never go away. Living today just like yesterday and soaking up a little more life. But figure you, what was I supposed to do? Put you ahead of all others at all times...

I'll never be another thing. In spite, you know, I'm fine. In principles you bury alive a love you never had in mind.
Track Name: Wrapping Things Around Things
Poetry like dirty letters. Written me, imaginary. Wrapping things around things.

It all gets taken off.

Terminology and smutty sextures. All apologies and 90's leisure. Tattoos, rings and clinging.
Track Name: Casual Encounters
Sometimes I forget I'm an adult. I want to feel my body again.
It can get lonely.

It's winter, winter makes me sad. Sex makes me happy.
I want to feel my body again.
Track Name: Serpentine
We live in time and place, placing haste on our distinctive lives. We drive cars and eat paste. Mind our merry lies.

Accept your flow.

Soon we'll be buried low.

We're chasing coiled up snakes, keeping our eyes on the prize. Only fangs and venom wait to meet our greedy thighs.

Accept your flow.

Soon we'll be buried low.
Track Name: White Beard
God says be white bread. God counts hairs on heads. He waits in the light while we sit here making nice.

Listen now.

Instruction manual by infallible human.

God says, "You know, I am." God speaks in paragraphs. He works through human hands but exists in a foreign land.