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Wild Wave of Life
01:20
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the heat of the land is bristling on my skin
and the breeze carries the echoes of the salvo
gazing sidelong at the rubble, i struggle
to form any structure of memory
my dragging boot loses momentum
and for a moment im engulfed in stillness
until the pulsing beams rip through the valley
so i stumble back onto the wild wave of life
a scorched desert can't warm a frozen heart
but the next step forward might be the spark
Write to WARNING: ONLY FRAC SHAFERLY
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Knucklebones
03:11
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Loose shirt
With the buttons undone
Hat brim
As a shield from the sun
Boots high
Keep the snakes at bay
Beard so long
He liked it that way
Doesn’t show his face
Knucklebones
Kept riding while the world turned gray
Knucklebones
Keeps the peace by the tip of his blade
Far from the worst
But don’t play ball with ol’ knucklebones
Crooked eyes
And a face that burns
You better hope
That it’s not your turn
No mercy
If you don’t pay up
He’ll come find ya
And it won’t be fun
For you
Knucklebones
Kept riding while the world turned gray
Knucklebones
Keeps the peace by the tip of his blade
Far from the worst
But don’t play ball with ol’ knucklebones
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3. |
I Don't Got Much Time
03:27
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Oh no I don’t believe
She’s right there in front of me
From LA to New York
Everywhere in between
Dug myself down just looking
Swept the whole desert clean
Just to see you
For a minute
At the right moment
Red dusk; In twilight
Before the moon hits its spot
The hourglass is all hot w/ time
And I don’t got much time
You slept outside all night
Because that’s what you wanted
You were all cold in the morning sun
I swore I couldn’t feel you breathing
But you sat up and stared
Gave me quite a scare
Looked right thru my eyes
And thru my soul
I could feel you
Twist and pull
At the right moment
Red mist; and sunrise
Before the sun hits its spot
The hourglass is all cold w/ time
And I don’t got much time
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4. |
Iron Blue
01:45
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Scavengers
02:39
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Oh here they come, from far away
Broken and split in two
Fair ol scavengers, playing along
The dance that was long overdue
You could hear it from a far
Across the barren desert scape
The land we all hesitate to call our own
All colored in iron blue
They have come to take it all away
There’s nothing much we can do
Pack up your bags and saddle up the horse
Before they come for you
Oh here they come, from far away
Tilted and angry too
Fair ol scavengers, playing along
The dance that was long overdue
They have come to take it all away
There’s nothing much we can do
Pack up your bags and saddle up the horse
Before they come for you
Before they come for you
Before they come for you
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6. |
After Our War
03:10
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(a concrete wall
i cannot face
without your warm
and sweet embrace)
It used to be so green
By the railroad in the summer
The leaves turned orange in the fall
I learned it to be, I’d love if you’d seen it at all
City skylines fall down too
Grayer than you’d ever think
The sand between our fingertips
Wasn’t always down beneath
(the hardest part
of the siren's blow
is knowing you and i
together can't go)
The sky was never red or crimson
The deepest blues filled the air
Before everything fell; before everything changed
Before the war tore apart
my favorite everything
(the world i now
must leave behind
will only have traces of you
forever and ever on my mind
so though your hand slips
past the dividing line
I will never forget
the last moments
you were mine)
City skylines fall down too
Grayer than you’d ever think
The sand between our fingertips
Wasn’t always down beneath
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7. |
Desert Rose
04:26
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8. |
Rust Never Sleeps
02:28
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my darling sleeps
under burnt out stars
wrapped up tight in
rusted junked up cars
nothing dares move when
all forces collide
but for a blissful moment
all living things sigh
not much happens now
but just you wait
we're all bound to action
it's the only true fate
it could be right now
or for many more years
but for now life's song
will sing as it sears
sometimes it's sweet
sometimes it's sour
sometimes the hand ticks
past the midnight hour
we live in a palace
streched on acres of cinders
but if this is our world
then we'll live on unhindered
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10. |
Blessed Are The Wicked
03:58
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Blessed are the wicked
Who travel on this road
The patron saints of solace;
The broken and the bold
Once bright and full of pride
Now, one and all, the same
There are no friends among them
And no one knows your name
Never mind what you've heard
"Home" is just a word
Therein lies a vastness where nothing yearns to grow
Silence was a virtue once
But now it's all you know
And the desert holds no promise
In the absence of the day
Just dreams of what you came for
And all you've lost along the way
Never mind what you've heard
"Home" is just a word
For what we once held so dear
Now lost in ash on the frontier
Never mind what you've heard
"Home" is just a word
For what we once held so dear
Now lost in ash on the frontier
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Max Grazier Chicago, Illinois
sonic organizer, songwriter, producer
Chicago/Boston/NH
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