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The Fires
13:33
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Drift to warmer waters
Sunlit endless summers, oh
Late night in the spires
Headlong in the fires, oh
Spotless scream in silence
Endless verbal violence, oh
Sharp toothed demon ires
They still stoke the fires, oh
Damn fools never listen
Shame greed ever glisten, oh
Go boy climb up higher
To escape the fires, oh
Rich with power stoke the fires
Burn the flowers stoke the fires
Final hours stoke the fires
Lucid dreaming going higher
Waking nightmare stoke the fires
Stealing no care stoke the fires
Filter and stare stoke the fires
Lucid dreaming open your eyes
Now cloudy skies
Darkened days are no surprise
Pillows warmer, pull me closer
And it's time to go
Open your eyes
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I plunge into the deepest depths
Of salty bliss and sweet caress
The briny current takes me to
Anemone beds of peaceful blue
I settle down on the cool sand
And drift away from the warring lands
The petty strife of men above
My new home fits me like a glove
The octopus arms come to greet me there
The suction cups comb through my hair
My sensations start to fall away like
Kelp forests in the current sway
The water feels so welcoming
A sense of ease like abyssal spring
I try to take the saline in
And thrust away with my fin
My catamaran is now a waste
The volcanic vents blow in my face
I slide into the murky dark and
Dive to greet the nursing sharks
I fancy me a fine meal
And good company that I could steal
As Neptune's court welcomes me
I shudder to think what I might be
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3. |
Into the Haze Pt.1
05:40
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I am a songbird cast into the haze
I am a beast who can rise with the morning
Son of the sky lost in holy blaze
I am a shot that rings, rings in the morning
Light it rings Rings in the morning light
I am a shadow cast upon my peers
I am a beast who can gripe at the morning
Son deep asleep lost in my fear
I am a scream that rings, rings in the morning
Light it rings, rings in the morning light
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Into the Haze Pt.2
06:15
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Hiding on the pulpits stands a man of solace
Destiny had deigned at his return
Then one night I found myself looking at the box underneath my shelf and
say, say it's in my head
You do not know who I am. As far as you know I'm a wanted man and
Say, say can you see it now
Got ideas that I think, some of them are good and others they stink
and I am lost
Cherry trees find me in a daze. I can't but help get over my ways
Rings, rings in the morning light
Deft are the hounds that tear at flesh
Deft are the hounds, they run a mess
Cut out my bones and shed my skin
Tear me from without please tear me from within
Slide into my arms, I'll hold you
Don't you know I am armed just for you
Shots by the carpet in my room
It's where I shall just find my doom
Ants in my skin that cause my fears to
De-escalate them from my ears
Ants on my skin that make no sound
They cut me up when I am down
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Tiny Castle
04:00
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I want to build a tiny castle
Hide away from all the hassle
You fill my heart with shards of glass
And disappear inside my head
Inside my head
I want to be happy
I don't want to be afraid of
Life doesn't make me happy
I'm not happy
I want to build a tiny boat
And sail away to somewhere safe
And free of all the chains of life that
Existing puts into place
It puts into place
You make me happy
I don't want to be afraid of
You don't make me happy
I'm not happy
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Nonsensical Serpent
07:12
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Simple questions for a complicated mind
I have pondered and I've cried
I've been asking people
Where they'll go when they die
We all know the answer inside
Nonsensical serpent telling all your lies
Slithering and sneaking getting past an untrained eye
I've been asking people
What it's like to be alive
We all know the answer
And I say whatever you say whatever we say
Simple questions for a complicated mind
I have pondered and I've cried
I've been asking people
Where they'll go when they die
We all know the answer inside
And I say whatever you say whatever we say
Mocking words of fear and hate
Mocking birds singing fear and hate
Conversation dwindles so
Now I've got no talking place to go
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Springtime
07:30
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In the springtime watching flower petals fly into the moon
Floating and dancing inside my eyes
A lifeline clinging to an endless abyss
And when the honor dies and
You're left in isolation with
Nobody but yourself to hold you down
And the bigger words get better pay
As flower petals fly away to
A pastel colored sky and a dark silhouette, your dark silhouette
O, Great Stone God, won't you hold me down
hold me down, won't you hold me down
And when the honor dies and
You're left in isolation with
Nobody but yourself to hold you down
And the bigger words get better pay
As flower petals fly away to
Crater covered surfaces
And when the honor dies and
There's no one left beside you to
Remind you what it takes to hold you down
And your psyche will crumble away
As golden petals float away
To crater covered surfaces
When the honor dies
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Jubbledeppardy Colorado
Jubble is a fish that walks around and gives you a big thumbs up.
Deppardy are
musicians who play music in homage to Jubble.
This is the homepage for the music of Jubbledeppardy, Camp Anarchy, Starstruck Scoundrels and The Groovy Tent Experience (four names for basically two people who are in a band together).
All albums are recorded at Dome the Gnome Records, Colorado Springs.
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Jubbledeppardy recommends:
Paper Mâché Dream Balloon
by King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard
There are few records that I consider to be perfect. This is one of them.
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