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The Sonneberg Summerhouse
'Where'd you get the forklift truck?'
'A friend. It's gone before you're up.'
'And what will you do with all this wood?'
'I feel I'll build something. A shed.'
From by the seat, he proffered up
a chainsaw. Taking it, I said
'Thanks for asking before borrowing.'
'You'd have talked me out of going.'
'You'd have thanked me for that later.'
He stubbornly pursued the woodgrains
with his eyes. 'Have lawyers called?'
I asked. 'She won't.' 'Won't rise to it?'
'I'm glad I did it,' he murmured.
His half of their summerhouse
lay stacked in servile ruin by him
with no retort. I tried to think
of something else my brother could
be told. 'I'm sure it's quite a sight,'
was my best. I headed in,
knowing my mind would run tonight.
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Rosemary (Part I)
02:32
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Rosemary I
I. Genesis
Rosemary could blow your mind
with her laughter and a cigarette
by her touch I'm sanctified
and I followed her with no regret
And I would have told you differently
if I could only see
that Rosemary's a part of me
Rosemary will rescue you
when you're down and indifferent
her smile will remind you that
loving her's your only sacrament
Still I would have told you differently
if I could only see
that Rosemary's a part of me
You'll remember all her promises
not one of them sincerely said
Recited like rote poetry
over broken bread
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Rosemary (Part II)
02:10
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Rosemary II
II. Revelations
Rosemary tell me it's
not unusual to love you
like I do.
Rosemary tell me you'll
never leave me and love
will see us through.
Rosemary, my fingers are bleeding
from the love songs
I play.
No matter how much I hurt myself
the pain
won't go away.
Rosemary
I love you through all the demons
in me.
And you love me too,
but the devils in you
won't let you see.
Please don't leave me this way
Please don't leave me this way
Please don't leave me this way
Please don't leave me this way
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Sea Stories
03:44
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Sea stories
"(His eyes seem warlike.
But I know
this look. What's happened is he's wet himself and
confused the scent
with that of brine.
Now - you
get him cleaned while I do likewise
here - and
allow him to trouble you with his
sea stories.
And if
you can be seen to be somewhat
awed, it
shows you well to the others
- and from his perspective,
plays well
for him to them, which he'll appreciate
- or the part of him busy massaging
the defeat,
having him
smell brine instead of urine.) Hey - my colleague
here is going to go with you for
a quick walk."
"I smell-"
"-the sea,
I know.
Tell him
(that'll be you).
I've told him about you. I'm stuck here. Let him
walk with you for awhile."
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How Do You Think It Feels
How do you think it feels
when you waste your time hearing lies and bum deals
and who can you trust
when the fragments of your life begins to rust
It takes a long, long, long, long long time
before you live again without the fear
that love is pain
and you don’t know if you will trust again
anyone in the game
The more you live, the more you lose
the more you have to deal with and confuse
you think someone cares for you
so you can’t divide the lies from what’s true
It takes a long, long, long, long long time
before you live again without the fear
that love is pain
and you don’t know if you will trust again
anyone in the game
How do you think it feels
when the love you gave’s betrayed nothing is real
and what are you supposed to do?
when suddenly there’s nothing left in plain view
It takes a long, long, long, long long time
before you live again without the fear
that love is pain
and you don’t know if you will trust again
anyone in the game
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Do not oscillate
05:08
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Do not oscillate
Do not oscillate
Let’s not oscillate
Do not oscillate
Do not oscillate
Let’s not oscillate
Do not oscillate
I will not oscillate
You will not oscillate
He does not oscillate
We did not oscillate
You did not oscillate
They will not oscillate
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The Engagement
05:40
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The Engagement
From the corner of the room, I start to panic
nothing I have said has hit the mark
you reply with a volley of accusations
which I deflect with another blank remark
the retreating facts now seem inconclusive
but the evidence is very clear to me
if you take more than I give, you'll leave me empty
on that at least we can all agree
I think I know how it feels
a light heart always conceals
the dark side that's slipping through
and I feel a little closer to you
I'm glad to say this engagement is over
and it seems that you wear your feelings well
someone told me you cried on their shoulder
bald emotions disguised as a funeral
the irony of this lazy constitution
my love for you is still doing fine
it survives all my efforts to subdue it
and teases me at night from time to time
I think I know how it feels
a light heart always conceals
the dark side that's slipping through
and I feel a little closer to you
I woke up with you standing at my window
how are you - you say you're doing well
and suggest that we go out for breakfast
you've got some fantastic tale to tell
I hear how your success is running rampant
and how the fish are biting this time of year
nothing strange and nothing unexpected
nothing new in an old lover's ear
I think I know how it feels
a light heart always conceals
the dark side that's slipping through
and I feel a little closer to you
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Jack
04:48
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Jack
'Give me my jack! I want my jack back!'
'What are you talking about? I don't know about a jack.'
'Someone's took my jack and I want it back.
It was outside my door and now it's gone – who's got it?'
'I haven't got your jack, you must have forgot where you put it.'
'I didn't forget anything – it was there and someone took it.
It's mine and someone took it and I want it back.
I need it – you find it – you get me back my jack!'
'How would I know where your jack is if I didn't take it?
What do you think I'm going to do with a jack?'
'One of your friends has got it – all the time,
they're traipsing through this place. One of them saw
the jack against my door and they took it
on their way out! – you'll phone them and you'll get it.'
'None of my friends have took your jack!'
'Give it! Get it! I want my jack – I need it back!'
'And I told you I haven't got it.'
'Your friends-!' 'They haven't got it!'
'You can't be sure!' 'Listen! – you must've misplaced it. Lost it.'
'You brought the trouble to this house
You brought the trouble brought the trouble brought the trouble to this house...
and I'm sick of it!'
You brought the trouble to this house – I'm sick of it, sick of it
You brought the trouble to this house – I'm sick of it, sick of it
You brought the trouble to this house – I'm sick of it, sick of it
You brought the trouble to this house – I'm sick of it, sick of it
'Oi – hey – what's going on?'
'One of his friends took my jack!'
'No – he lost it. I don't know anything about what happened to his jack.'
'You saw it.'
'When?' 'Sitting against my door –
till someone walked by and took it.'
'Listen–' 'I want it back! I want it back!'
'Listen a second-' 'Someone took it!'
'I want my jack! I want my jack back!
Give me my jack – I want my jack back...
Give me my jack – I want my jack back...
Give me my jack – I want my jack back...
Give me my jack – I want my jack back...
Give me my jack – I want my jack back...
Give me my jack – I want my jack back...
Give me my jack – I want my jack back...
...picked up my jack – one of your friends....!
Look – I want it back...I want my damn jack back!!!'
'You're not listening to me!'
'I'm sick of it!'
'I'm done – you're not listening.'
'Come back you-' <bang, thump> '– no!' 'Ey!'
'...my jack back-' 'Ah!' <scuffle> '...you...!' 'Heh stop this - this isn't...'
'I want it back!' <crash> 'Ah!'
'You brought the trouble to this house!'
You brought the trouble brought the trouble brought the trouble to this house.
'Ah...huh! – uh...' 'I told you to stop it!'
'Let him go!' 'Then keep him back!'
<stumble> 'You brought the trouble in this house!'
'Shut up!' 'Up you get...'
'My....'
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Vietnam War Wound
02:15
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Vietnam War Wound
This man and his scar, they get talking one night.
The man says 'you're really pretty - you know that?'
The scar blushes and says 'Oh you character, you.'
The man shakes his head and says 'No - no - cross my heart...
You know what? - you don't do yourself justice.
You know what I'm going to call you?'
The scar blushes, speechless. The man goes
'I'm going to call you my Vietnam war wound.'
The scar says 'But I'm not a Vietnam war wound.'
The man says 'Well, anyway - it's your new name.'
The scar says 'But I couldn't be a Vietnam war wound.'
The man strokes the scar's face
with a bit of wet tissue. He coos to it softly
'You could be anything you want to be
if you put your mind to it.' The scar says nothing
It's not quite sure what to say.
'Just a little bit of blusher...' the man continues,
'...some definition on those lines...'
He concentrates. The scar whimpers a little.
'...the girls'll love you,' the man says.
'But they won't believe me,' the scar says.
'You just leave all the talking to me,' the man says.
'But I don't even know what Vietnam looks like-'
'Sshh!'...The scar does as it's told.
The man pretties it up but by the time he's done,
the scar is embarrassed. So embarrassed that the man
has to cover it up. 'I'll call you Vivi for short.
You'll look great in a few days.'
A few days later Scar - or Vivi -
get's to see itself in the mirror.
What it sees breaks its tiny inoculated heart.
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Excavation
03:31
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Excavation
Who'd have thought ten thousand years
could pass before these very eyes
would fall upon my last remains
my bones, my dust, before you lies
When I was laid in these foothills
the night passed by like lifting fog
the river's cry could give you chills
migration's end my epilogue.
I never saw this promised land
my flesh came dust came desert sand
came human kind, came tribes of war
came still bones, then came more
came feet, came feet, came feet, came wheel
came oar, came sail, came rumbling steel
and as you look towards the sun
beneath this earth I'm still someone
Where we're lost we will be found
in time by she who understands
ten thousand years before my bones
were held again in gentle hands
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11. |
Another Day
05:33
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Another Day
Another day
And my jeans smell like smoke
I have slept too long here
and I need my friends
so that we can laugh
and drink
and smoke it up
and waste the hours
Trapped by my mind/heart
that cannot respond
to terror
nor the sweaty hand of the mourning
nor the cold stare
of the night
And you
You are so beautiful
my mother said to me
she saw my mourning clothes
I would cry just a little bit
if my soul
were not so cold
Another day
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The Sighs of Monsters London, UK
The Sighs of Monsters is a band from the south of England, though none have the same passport. The Sighs of Monsters love albums - the classic albums you can listen to from beginning to end - so that's what they set out to make.
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