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1.
Once upon a time there was a boy named Thomas. He was a very happy and peaceful boy. On his 13th birthday he received a charming gift, a kite. It was a beautiful kite, with a wooden frame and a burst of colours around it. The boy walked into a field of long cut grass, huge as it was you couldn't see the end of it. It seemed as if the next house was perched miles away, a breath-taking view. As he unrolled a couple feet of the white string, he ran, the wind in his face, unabling him to breathe, wooshing his cheek-long hair everywhere, he didn't care. This felt like freedom, so crazy, but wonderful. Ahead of him there was a hill, he ran up it. He quickly got to the top. From that point he saw everything, the forest ahead of him and a village behind. But now he didn't care about that, he just wanted to see the kite flying. So he ran down the hill, his right hand outstretched behind him and upwards. And in a second the kite was in the sky, touching the clouds. It was seen very clearly, high up in the sky, because of its colours. From afar the kite seemed like the grandest most beautiful bird anyone could imagine. It was so graceful, it seemed to swim and dance in the wind. As he realised that he no longer saw his house, he came to a halt. But became aware that he just wanted to run, like someone who just woke up from a long coma, so full of energy that he felt would never burn out.
2.
Anymore 07:19
between your dreams and my nightmares reality lies bedfellows thru sex-less nights with you and i no consummation fruit of loins for us to despise i don’t love you anymore your bullshit sobered up ran all amok stained all the glass smashed all the china in my crystal shop i awakened to a red octagon just said stop i don’t love you anymore where’s your light that did shine it’s not funny speed your car can’t bribe your way outa this one swear you’ve not got enough money bon nuit would’ve been enough but you turn silent see away i’m running i don’t love you anymore ---------------- don’t believe in hell know you do there’s an extra hot one waitin just for you i’ll drop by and visit remind you you’re a bastard add another shovelful be your coalmaster you are unforgiven blame it on your alcohol blame it on your weed blame it on your childhood you can beg and plead i once called you hope time to disabuse you’re just plain pathetic now you get the news you are unforgiven .
3.
you got some kinda infection no need know more than that tired of makin sexy-time wearin a double rubber hat bon voyage baby that’s my boat callin' i’m runnin up the gangway get away from you you been stickin on me like a leech with a rash time to spread my sails find a new piece of ass bon voyage baby... you could do with some shavin and a fresh roll-on or stick maybe read a book some time soften up your cerebral brick bon voyage baby... smell you later alligator not too soon big baboon don’t try to follow me get yourself stuck with a harpoon bon voyage baby... think i’ll take my chances on the barracudas and the tide twixt you and the piranhas gimme a second to decide bon voyage baby... don’t suppose you’ll miss me what with your oven that self-cleans got your beloved tv and your gossip magazines
4.
waitin with a wiggle when i walk in the door i drop down we roll about on the floor she’s my best friend ain’t no doubt she needs a piss i take her out she’s so fine sleepin on my head only 8 kilo take up all the bed sometime she smells like a wet dog or rolls in shit just like a hog that’s alright she my baby cleans my face after i eat drops a load of shit right in the street breaks wind runs it all around brings home the strangest stuff that she’s found seen her stalk prey like a tigress in the tall grass sometime she got dingleberries hangin from her ass that’s alright she my baby her life’s so short i’m already sad she’s the best damn bitch i ever had when i look down see her wigglin at my feet not sure if it’s me she loves or just wants a treat that’s alright she my baby there’s a special heaven for her i insist she my special little atheist that’s alright she my baby
5.
So he ran again, but was not tired, and it seemed like minutes (though it was hours) that he found himself standing in front of a neverending forest, the boy thought; ''I can get through, I'm cautious enough to watch for the string not to get caught in any branches. I just want to get going further.'' Thomas never thought about it that much, he just wanted to pass through the trees and run again with the wind in his face. He ran lightly through the forest, watching the string, not letting it touch any branches. Time passed, the trees started to thin out and finally there was only one big one, right ahead of him. The wind lowered until it was a light breeze, but he didn't notice it. As the boy ran past the last tree suddenly he felt a jolt in his arm. As he whirled around, his heart jolted too, dark green leaves covered the whole tree. There was no sight of the colourful kite that he once saw when he looked up in the sky.
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u 05:35
the whole world is one great big broken heart didn’t know that before thanks for the knives in the back and the kickstart when it’s your turn to love again as i’m sure is your destiny i told you before i wish you the best just don’t point that thing at me choke on your words drown in your gold repeat til you believe every lie you told your new lover the one i helped you find will turn out to be near nothing you had in mind when it’s your turn to love again as i’m sure is your destiny i told you before i wish you the best just don’t point that thing at me choke on your words drown in your gold repeat til you belove hitler's tiny dick you hold as your loveless life unfolds into its whys and hows you’ll remember me and feel like i feel now when everything is burned and there’s no love for you as i’m sure is your destiny i told you before i wish you the best just don’t lay that shit on me choke on your gold drown in your lies repeat til you believe this was a good life when everything is burned and there’s no one for you to love as i’m sure is your destiny i told you before i wish you the best just don’t lay that shit on me the whole world is one great big broken heart .
7.
i’ll find you in the barley i’ll find you in the rye i’ll still you for myself be my water of life my daughter is my whiskey the one with eyes of blue i drink her down in tiny drops the way the drunkards do drink until i’m merry drink until i’m sad i miss my little angel and i hope she misses her dad i’ll find you in the barley i’ll find you in the rye i’ll still you for myself be my water of life my daughter is my whiskey the one with eyes of green i drink her down in little shots leaves a drunken me drink until i’m merry drink until i’m sad i miss my little angel and i hope she misses her dad my daughters are my whiskey the ones with golden hair i drink em down in gulpfulls leaves me fallen from my chair drink until i’m merry drink until i’m sad drink until i don’t know how much i fuckin had drink until i’m merry drink until i’m sad drink until i don’t know who’s their fuckin dad i’ll find you in the barley i’ll find you in the rye still you for myself be my water of life my lovers are my whiskey the ones with eyes of brown i drink em by the barrelfull leaves me drunken on the ground drink until i’m merry drink until i’m sad drink until i’ve drunk enough to kill her fuckin dad my ladies are my whiskey the ones with flaxen hair drink em down aplenty until i just don’t care drink until i’m merry drink until i’m sad drink until i don’t know how much i fuckin had i’ll find you in the barley i’ll find you in the rye still you for myself .
8.
torture is happiness god is a fear-slave love is anarchy is change is growth is life torture is beautiful for someone like me i made god then i unmade god make no more god torture is ideal for anyone like you love is feet that never get washed and always walk away torture is torture for no one except them anarchy is a pillow stuffed in my crotch that moves in the night love is life i’ll show you yours if you show me mine life is love torture is necessary for everyone like them change is a cake that falls in the wind even if there is none torture is expressive for anyone except you growth is a rose that bleeds when you cut it dies when you sniff torture is enlightening for someone like me life is a target that moves when you shoot shoots when you move life is growth is change is anarchy is love fear is a god-slave happiness is torture .
9.
i’m your monkey share my banana you’re my pearl let’s oyster dive i’m your snake to the undergrowth you’re my bird fly me i’m your whale come to my hump you’re my rabbit hop hop my way
10.
Might Be You 03:42
how much you wanna know probably be a lie looks like i made an effort i didn’t even try know you’re read up on the way of the dog i’m droolin at your feet little miss pavlov you wouldn’t believe what i believe it’s true fear what i fear fear it too if you wish make a wish love what i love might be you walls and flowers clothes and food take somethin in navy orange’ll never do like a cake turned on a spit you’re drippin in fire sweet burn of it you wouldn’t believe... rather be stolen from by you more than anyone so take what you want be done know the shape of this world it’s bigger than this town we walk away now bring us back around you wouldn’t believe... .
11.
He walked up close to the big green oak, for that was the kind of tree that took away his precious gift. There deep in it he could see something of a different nature, something colourful. Without a second thought he climbed the tree. There were some broken branches on the lower level, so Thomas scrambled higher into the tree using their help. It wasn't long til he got to the kite. As he sat there on a big branch, panting, exhausted from all that climbing, he noticed a difference about the kite. The kite was no longer moving freely for there was a long and sharp branch that pierced the colourfulness. Thomas looked at it sadly, he could no longer play with it. His wonderful gift was destroyed by his silliness. Thomas did pull the kite out from the grasp of that wicked branch. When he was about to start climbing down, only then did he look down and realise the space that divided him from the safety of the steady ground, it was huge. He clung to the trunk of the tree, meaning never to let go.
12.
2032 03:58
i’ve been an alibi i’ve eaten green meat sent greeting cards to people never planned to meet the time is now can you feel it the time is now can you feel it what other time would there be i’m paralyzed by a pair of eyes i’m in a pickle can’t flip the coin twice i can do anything with you i’m content with my enemy we’ll arm the oppressed set the faithful free i’m in a tight corner 506 with you pour in digital yellow damn it’s already 2032 i’m confounded by the emploi de vent at the farming of the ministry the subway tunnel is longer now as long as you’re with me our journey bittersweet she cut her hair some dashed into a gallery he was talkin too much she never noticed me i can do anything with you i’m content with the enemy we’ll oppress the armed set the faithless free i’m in a tight corner 506 with you pour in digital yellow damn it’s already 2032 take some starlight mix in a rainbow add a sunrise and a moonglow i’m paralyzed by a pair of eyes it’s typical can’t flip the coin twice i can do anything with you i’m in a tight corner 506 with you spill in digital yellow damn it’s already 2032 i’m in a tight corner can’t flip the coin twice i’m paralyzed on the thin ice i can do anything with you half a thou 6 with you damn it’s already 2032
13.
someone kidnapped my hostages i didn’t get em back yet i’m allergic to perspiration makes me break out in a sweat searched for inspiration on my canvas but it’s standing stark and i know i’ll see you again when the light bleeds into dark caught myself conversing with myself the other day a third me stepped in but no one listened what she had to say took my car to the countryside couldn’t find a place to park and i know i’ll see you again when the light bleeds into dark saw a reflection of your shadow knew that could not be right maybe it was a shadow of my reflection or just a trick of the light talked with your shoes the ones that you left asked if they know the sound of your new footsteps your shoes said no they’re deaf my dog’s taken to ignore me she won’t even bark and i know i’ll see you again when the light bleeds into dark had a discussion with my love see what it was you took away my love said it was nothing and not to worry anyway i met the needy man find out what it is he needs said he’s hiding in the dark and waiting for when the light bleeds
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EYEBALLMAN 02:31
taste and smell of cigarettes the appeal of cancer werther in your mind’s hands avoid random tears my guitar saved my life pickin mushrooms diamonds in the coalmine smelt his own shit become what you are keep an eye on yourself and those you love just like EYEBALLMAN does promise to fake my death if you promise to throw yourself upon the pyre freedom is a mind state swimmin in a sea of vinegar and piss with all you’ve been handed now it’s finally me you say you miss no geometrician can’t read your angle sharpness tells me it’s cute no sense cryin over spilt milk less it spills on the lemon juice letters i wrote branches of the tree of my love pruned severely by a spiteful gardener met an early demise at the feet of a wheel spun freedom is a mind state swimmin in a sea of vinegar and piss with all you’ve been handed now it’s finally me you say you miss a frozen towel on a waterproof beach you’re useless like that EYEBALLMAN
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And so the story ends. I say as a writer with pity and sadness in between the lines that Thomas never got off the tree. No, he indeed never climbed down. He lived upon it until his long lasting days were over. As well, he built a house, with windows looking out in all directions of the world. He fixed the kite, but never again did he use it, for there was no wind in the branches or leaves of the great oak tree.

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released March 7, 2011

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