DMT inspired album:
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http://www.facebook.com/SunwardSpike?fref=tsThis was mixed by Jonah Strauss, who does shit for Black Rebel Motorcyle... Blonde Redhead, etc. Mastered by the dude who does shit for MERZBOW. Was Recorded by us, reel to reel and digital over many years.
Here are the lyrics:
All Night Strangers
On top of the pink palaces grown
Remarkable shapes, handles to hold at night
I dream of your fingers touching my scars,
you're wearing the rubber reversible velvet gloves
Who are you to be so cruel?
Is it any wonder I get dolled up in your clothes
when you're out on your own. Better than being
dressed like myself when you're here.
All Night Strangers that look like you
deny who I am, I get entangled walking out in the cane
Were we not born to make one of two?
Is it any wonder I sleep like a bat in armoire in
Thailand, alone
Trying to squeeze the love out myself.
All night strangers were told be you to deny who I am,
as I'm turning blue I'm turning red from the shame.
Canyons so Deep
Joining up for a walk after dark, it's an illusion
we don't feel apart
Going out for a midnight row, slipping away beneath the black waves.
No chance for a change in your heart or your mind,
do you feel anything inside?
You let a good thing go, left it drove it away
The pool feels twice as empty, man I'm gonna dream a lot.
Looking cool in the sand and the sail,
newborn face, smooth and erased,
whoever you are.
In the canyons so deep and cold, who knows when
we'll be equals again. The waves wash out, wash in.
I wasn't fooled, I was your friend, I was delighted for you once.
Obviously things have changed a lot, why did they have to change
so much.
Strontium 91
All this time spent waiting for it to arrive
All my years spent treading, just balding my tires.
Collecting hair in one place, vacillating wildly in all the others.
Fluxen apparitions down on long grass mats
Lovers pulling thunder, we're not here for that
Strontium 91 in the windows of all our homes
Rivers flow, dams blow. Body parts are purple
overbearing in the balmy country
Sparse things, space things - collecting in the capsule
ordealing to be rehydrating
Weeping, wealing - disharmonize, metabolize, mobilize, metastasize.
Drifting, sifting through the garbage of the golden holy highest order
operators.
When it came to this I wondered
what'll I do with that?
When the realest thing on offer was a glimpse at
the morning star
Fallen in the forest, wearing it in the heath
A thatch of tiny grasses, wherever things happen.
Holladays
You gotta figure that it's gonna get hard
Well you just take a look back
Just take a look back, how many times did you feel so assured
that nothing was out of place
Like nothing in the world could stop you, only to find yourself
in a dark attic with so many self-indulgent memories
of ignorance.
You know what you know. You know what?
I know too.
Only along for the ride, only along for the time being.
Holidays, table set, promises unmet, years go by.
Very little shared. Bricked up in that fortress, you know what you know.
You know what.
When you call my name I gotta figure that this moment is right.
And so we go along exchanging pleasant hellos, cheap paper
spoiled in the sun.
Only along for the ride...
Well-Pumped Drips
Tonight comes the dream of the last time I'm seen.
Drifting on soft white sands, shrill and hungry birds
alight on my shoulder.
The well-pumped drips feebly wet the salve I hold in my pink hands
Cool and clean, in rocks and in ferns, in palms and in endless streams.
Growing foams above me, expanding domes below now
Miles on miles, born upon breezes, blown where I'm welcome.
James Woods
Back to Babylon to love an unsuitable lover
Where the grass was green, and the gold? Well it was gold
Heard an oil-slicked dove call out my name,
listening to a fury's harangue I bit out my tongue.
A fist came through the mist, I rolled benumbed at the feet of
a lady barber
Don't be afraid it's nothing we knew, I go outside when I'm in
trouble with you.
Because of you I'm all out of time, four rivers water four marble gardens
Maria
Oh Maria, you're gonna have fun tonight
Oh Maria, whose boyfriend isn't nice
Oh Maria, he oughtn't play tricks on you
Oh Maria, there's something you can do
If you should find yourself in a town going down
You'll find a human animal in whom nature is unbound.
Oh Maria.
Oh Maria, take my shoulder and walk with me
Oh Maria, there's something you should see.
Walk with the king
(Regina)
Holding Back Tears
You were holding my shoulder, I was holding back all my tears.
I'm only asking for a whole lot more, but I don't more than
you can afford
Calling me for the simplest things that I know
you could do on your own.
I'm brushing your hair cuz you're blue.
Piercing out of the night, with your graceful eyes and
your mother's stare
This pigeon can't fly away when repetition ground
it here everyday.
I called out on the first day of spring but I know that
you don't care you don't care
Bathing in water so cold that it burns. It burns me bad, baby.
My head's high up in the clouds
My tears are mist before they hit the ground
One dreamy look at the stars and I knew this had happened before
and it will happen again.
Holding back tears.
Healing Lotion for the Burn
A yearly escapade across the nether space
Blacked out failing to replace
Pale eyes are not safe from blazing purple rays,
should be looking far away
D(o)ug from underground, you don't see him around
He has healing lotion for the burn
Direct experience brings pain enough to wince
You need healing lotion for the burn
Healing lotion for the burn
We are going on tour, we might play your city/town.