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ida lupino
04:25
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2. |
the centre song
04:06
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The middle of the road
Is the hardest to uphold
The well worn paths outside of me
Tend to present only the extreme
Spoken so loudly you can hardly
Make out what they mean
The middle way is doomed due to lack of volume
When the messengers shrink
For long enough to breathe
Inhale deep and start to think
To choose a path rather than
Be towed, a load behind
their “guiding” light
Too often the pull is strong
And we go along, let others
Stake the course of history
The lights so bright that we can’t see
Another option? What kind of potion
Are you drinking?
The middle way is doomed due to lack of volume
There is no way but thinking
The path of the middle ground
Sees the whole of its surroundings
This leads to perspective
Unfortunately, once rejected
The outside will continue to spew
Their vulgar positions
Will envelop you
As their voices swell your thoughts dwell
In silence amidst the screams
To continue to exist
Clear the head daily for sustenance
The middle way is doomed due to lack of volume
Unless...
The voices grow so proud
The talking heads can’t hold their ground
Their ears will ring when the Outside’s cry is gone
Stillness, silence, it won’t be long
Before we hear the center song
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3. |
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7 days til I see your face
7 days til I'm in your place
7 days til I know if we're friends or if I should prepare to be lonely
You said the other day I made you happy
Just to think of me made your day
Though I felt the same, couldn't push from my mouth any meaningful words about you
Been sayin for years I don't need your kind
One way track to tears and I don't like crying
Now tears have been shed and I don't understand why I can't forget you
Think you're what I need, that you're everything
That I need, what does that mean? I'll know in...
...7 days will you take what's yours
7 days till I receive the cure
Until then, every note that I pen, every thought that I send will be about you
7 days, then we'll see, 7 days, won't we?
7 days, then we'll see, won't we?
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4. |
needs (redistributed)
04:35
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It's all desire It's all desire It's all desire Led you to me
Then you found out, you could talk to me
Threw a wrench in your plans, So it seems
You couldn't stand To fuck a woman
With mental capabilities She just might see The truth of me
Not that you wouldn't mind, having a good time
Desire remains, even though I brought you pain
It's just that when the morning comes, You'll feel the need, explanation
Respect leads to obligation
It's all desire It's all desire It's all desire So you left me
To spend the night alone while you went home with
Some little wench you could screw without the stench of responsibility
It's haunting now your memory
Nothing to respect, Just in, Then out, But yet
You didn't know I would've gone, Done the deed you wanted done
It's all desire It's all desire It's all desire Let you do me
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5. |
conference hotel
04:36
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I remember you well in the conference hotel
You were talking ‘bout Ernie and me
Giving me head on the unmade bed
As the lines disappeared from our suite
I remember that first morning of the nights of no sleep
As we sat on the bench,
smoked last cigarettes
You said “it’s fair to confess I wasn’t your best,
But please, let me repeat”
Right from the start, you never asked for my heart
Just if you had permission to flirt
you claim to avoid ambiguous ploys
But I never once heard you say
I need you, I don’t need you
I need you, I don’t need you
And all of that jiving around
I remember you well in the conference hotel
I thought I was just getting even
With some other boy I loved as more than a toy
who went up and crazy, no reason
As I walk towards the plane, repeating your name
I can still feel your lips on my mouth
I remember you well in the conference hotel
And now I don’t think that I’ll live without
I need you, I don’t need you
I need you, I don’t need you
And all of that jiving around
I remember you well in the conference hotel
You were talking ‘bout Ernie and me
Giving me head on the unmade bed
As the lines disappeared from our suite
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qualia Oakland, California
Qualia is the auditory outfit spearheaded by Alison Niedbalski.
Her devotion to music became apparent
early on, spending hours spinning records, playing classical piano, & arguing with other children who "loved" the Beatles but had never heard of Harry Nilsson.
After an affair with academia, she moved West to teach Philosophy and found herself forming a Band.
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