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Night Bugs (2002)
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Armies and ice and dirty green
Newspapers shovels sand on the breeze
I think of Eliot when I smell the street
And it’s sometimes wise just to shut your eyes
Workers and lovers make their living space neat
Bent out of shape over what to eat
I dream of Eliot but I am discrete
Cause its sometimes wise just to shut your eyes

How sure how right
Can anyone be on sight?
I said I had hope
I lied

The city in winter, the sewage the steam
You fill buildings with people
And they rip at the seams
And somebody’s suffering infected my dreams
And don’t they know?
It’s just my old soul

How sure how right
Can anyone be on sight?
I said I had hope
I lied

So calm so wise
Give him the Nobel prize
He said he had hope
He lied


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What did I give to you, what did you give to me
A nothing trail of silences that warp in the rain
You said I don’t really know the reason, it’s just not the same
Oh what a vacant breath when you say my name

Do you know the weight I’m under
When everything revolves around you
Soon the shoulder falls

All forgotten handshakes names like falling leaves
Apathy will spread like wildfire, take you away from me
I’m leaning out the window gonna catch the August rain
I’m gonna fill your mouth up, make you live again

Do you know the weight I’m under
When everything revolves around you
Do you know the weight I’m under
When everything revolves around you
Soon the shoulder falls


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Whatever happened to Duncan?
He was a good boy they say
The girls all wanted him to dance with,
The boys to play, to play

When the policeman came knocking
She didn’t know what to say
Except his shoes and socks were all gone,
It seems he ran away

Oh you fool you fool!
Don’t give in to fate
If this is all we’ve got to fight for,
Rage my darling rage!
Duncan good for you!
Sad but on your way
Well the army never turned his crank
But love sure made him brave

A sweeter infatuation
Oh you’d be hard pressed to find
LyricsHe loved so deeply and madly
He nearly lost his mind

And oh behold the mayor’s daughter
She was a treat for the eye
Why this is the only thing to live for
Just made you want to die!

Oh you fool you fool!
Don’t give in to fate
If this is all we’ve got to fight for,
Rage my darling rage!
Duncan good for you!
Sad but on your way
Well the army never turned his crank
But love sure made him brave

This is holy war!
We must fight and fight again
And go a thousand times for the sake of love
But never once in vain


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Just like St. Francis
The little birds come
Lonely for a little warm
You give them your music
But they just want a song
Oh no, I’ll never learn

But I’d make beautiful sounds,
I’d lay you down like
A lover would
My pride, still standing straight
But looking back
I wasn’t so brave
I wasn’t so brave

Flying through tunnels
At the mouth of New York
Sometimes, I belong here
But it’s funny how leaving
Turns the emptiness up
The hole you never heard before
Lyrics
Oh I laugh in my hands
A kiss from that man like
A melody
My pride, still standing tall
But looking back, I wasn’t brave at all
I wasn’t brave at all, was I?

I’d make beautiful sounds
I’d lay you down like a lover would
On the phone, I started to say
But then I stopped
I used to be brave
I used to brave

Here’s hoping next time we’ll get it right


. . .



I should go to drastic measures
Steal enormous works of art
Write a piece for eighteen violins
It’s no march
But it’s a start

They rub their eyes and wake distracted
Frantically they fill their days
Please say I will never be like that
Safe, politely dazed
Politely crazed

Don’t you want my love
It’s a cloud it’s a broken boat
But it might make you laugh a bit
Easier
I’m like the trees in the midnight parks
Oozing danger igniting sparks
We’ve been left by the viaducts
With the last flame
Of the universe
Lyrics
I never held a truer notion
Then when my dear I held your hand
May your shadow always follow you
Through our getaway plan
Our master plan

Don’t you want my love
It’s a cloud it’s a broken boat
But it might make you laugh a bit
Easier
I’m like the trees in the midnight parks
Oozing danger igniting sparks
We’ve been left by the viaducts
With the last flame
Of the Universe

Ohooooooooooo

Craaaaaaazy
Don’t you want my love?
It’s a cloud it’s a broken boat
But it might make you laugh a bit
Easier
I’m like the trees in the midnight parks
Throwing tantrums igniting sparks
We’ve been left by the viaducts
With the last flame
Of the universe


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I was born by an old streetlight
where the men lean out of
their windows at night
and I was a lead in the orphan choir,
and I sang with all my might
until I grew up
too high then oh,

all the notes I used to play
on the double bass in the b-list ballet
with only the night bugs to lead me home
with their sad-luck serenade

the rain was never ending,
the sadness in my heart
would light and glow in the dark

oh this will never change,
time just wears a prettier face
I'm book smart, street stupid

Lyricsso don't look for me in confession booth,
I'm with my paints and my pens
and my dry vermouth
trying to uncover
some small truth
with these cards close to my chest

the rain was never ending
the sadness in my heart
would light and glow in the dark

oh, this will never change
time just wears a prettier face
I'm book smart, street stupid

the rain still never ending
the wonder in my heart
would light and glow in
it still lights and glows in the dark


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The town is crouching
A field of windmills waits, their stupid heads turning
Stirring the night’s bath.

Bundles of vapour hang over the factories
Whose lights blink and loll like sleepy eyelids
The moth in the lighthouse breathes with its prehistoric parts.
I feel the night snicker.

It was here,
Tangled among the litter and old valentines
I found my coma leaking
A branch punched a hole
In the quiet that was keeping me
And
Suddenly
All the sleep fell out

Rolling over the hills in a dark warm wave
Vices of the orphan choirs threaten to overwhelm
Speeding through the skeletons of trees
LyricsPulling their bodies bent


The wind’s terrible symphony tore out my longing by the toes
My ears were emptied and renamed.
The balm slid off like a bubble of oil and
Died pitifully under the choirmaster’s heel
I was gutted and clinging on like a dish rag -

But so on fire with believing

That when the storm introduced itself

I put my finger in its mouth


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They’re counting on a guilty conscience to save you
But I’m banking on the deep blue eyes and the face too
They always said always said always said you were easy
If I could have just one piece of that I’d be
Sold

Come over to the sweet ones baby
I’ll tell you where to go
I can’t see them when they’re walking sideways I don’t know
I don’t know

Come over to my house I’ll tend to you solo
So fabulous and well dressed up like a talk show
They always said always said always said you were easy
If I could have just one piece of that I’d be
Sold

Come over to the sweet ones baby
I’ll tell you where to go
I can’t see them when they’re walking sideways I don’t know
I don’t know
Lyrics
Oh so sad we
Love you madly
Want to take you home

If I could have just one piece of that I’d be
Sold
Come over to the sweet ones baby
I’ll tell you where to go
I can’t see them when they’re walking sideways I don’t know
I don’t know


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Here comes again
Blood in the vein
Seven a.m., the cars come
Gotta fly, gotta say goodbye
Leave them before they leave me

Turning the sheets
Rolling in his sleep
He wants me to go faster
I know that she's somewhere underneath
But I don't know how to find her

Me, I'm a thief
I'm a falling star
I'm a photograph taken
From where you are

I love you still, always will
Here's hoping you'll be waiting, but I
Gotta fly, gotta say good bye
Gotta find out what's aching
Lyrics
Me, I'm a thief
I'm a falling star
I'm a photograph taken
From where you are

So, shed your tears
That's what they're for
I don't expect you to understand this
War

I go quietly
No, you don't get me
No, you don't get me

Oh, me, I'm a thief
I'm a falling star
I'm a photograph taken
From where you are

Shed your tears
That's what they're for
I don't expect you to understand this
War

Me, I'm a thief
I'm a falling star
I'm a photograph taken
From where you are

Shed your tears
That's what they're for
I don't expect you to understand this
War

Me, I'm a thief
Oh, I'm a falling star
I'm a photograph taken
From where you are

So, shed your tears
'Cause that's what they're for
I don't expect you to understand this
War


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You are what they call the human season
You are all the alphabet in one
You are every colour of confusion
You are all the silence I've become

Love me for
Stupid reasons
I like those most

Wide-eyed but
Worth believing
God knows

Damn the angry voice that keeps us queit
The editor whose work is never done
Keeping pretty words between my teeth and
Sweet confessions underneath my tongue

Drowsy contemplation
Do I let you in
This is my invitation
But how do I begin?

She has such an awful lot of soldiers
Quite a lovely army all her own
Night and day they stand before the fortress
Very safe but very all alone


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I have a future
I have substantial bank accounts
Make lotsa money
And hope it don’t run out

I am a beauty
It just takes me four, five hours a day
Is this the game I’m supposed to know
How to play?

I had a dram that I
Was carvin’ up the inside track
What a disease when I
Put my faith in

Welcome to Eden
Hope that you’ll have some time to shop
While makin’ investments
Sleepin’ your way to the top

Business is business
LyricsEspecially this water into wine
Is this the game I’m supposed to play
Every time?

I had a dream that I
Was carvin’ up the inside track
What a disease when I
Put my faith in

All or not at all!

I had a dream that I
Was carvin’ up the inside track
What a disease when I
Put my faith in these


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