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by Chris Hickey

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03:25
It's useless to deny I'm lonely No books or records or light could comfort me So, in darkness I will sleep In silence I will dream Cast a shadow on the Green Inn door Take a breath of the ocean air Drink with strangers to infinite love Curse the sadness over there What's that you said Underneath the shady tree In between the cool breeze fifty feet away from the cemetery People in this town don't know my name They refer to me as the one who got away But I thought I saw you there With a flower in your hair What's that you said... It's useless to deny I'm lonely tonight No books or records or light could comfort me So, in darkness I will sleep In silence I will dream
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03:19
Putting the pieces together Of a shattered newborn child On my knees in faith That it will all work out But I wake up to a dream And realize my fate And wander further down the road Of good intentions All is quiet On this Friday morn' I am not breaking I am not torn Putting the words together Of a scattered place in time Without a clue of what it takes To turn this mess around But I am grateful to you I've only come to know You're spirit walks without the promise Of happy endings All is quiet... Letting the knot unravel It's not a miracle I need With every fracture comes A day for mending All is quiet...
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02:50
if my vision fails when i'm crossing over i'll use my hands like anyone somtimes a nail in my kitchen table rises i hammer it down like i would in anyone else's kichen the veil is gone the flame is warm i have my doubts like anyone
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What did you say? The next thing I was screaming Storming for the door Where did we go wrong Or is this just the way? Under the water, under the water I can't keep my head up for much longer Under the water, under the water I can't hold my breath for much longer A little bit of free time I think back on you I can't be the villain here But I don't see it in you Must be someone in the news Under the water... You're so faraway from me in the kitchen So close to me from a distance That I'm not really sure what to say There's a house in a field Surrounded by spaces It's beautiful and unshakably sad But I won't have it any other way Under the water...
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02:29
paradise overnight on the road on a scroll kerouac in the back moriarty magic act real deal at the wheel on the road overload good times fun and frolic buddhist loving alcoholic scar tissued liver stopped functioning beat genius writer poet buried in Lowell at 47 years old he was married three times and was friends with alan watts I salute you I am grateful paradise overnight on the road on a scroll kerouac in the back moriarty magic act real deal at the wheel on the road overload good times fun and frolic buddhist loving alcoholic scar tissued liver stopped functioning beat genius writer poet buried in Lowell at 47 years old he was married three times and was friends with gary snyder who was the first american to receive the buddhism transmission award from the japan-based bukkyo dendo kyokai foundation I salute you I am grateful May I realize the path to enlightenment
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03:46
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03:13
Palisades on landscapes of failure in succession One for every unkind word aimed in your direction You're a hero, you're a villain, it depends who you're killing You aspire without faith to be delivered Monuments of discontent raised on lost foundations One for every crooked mile away from your intention You're a slave, you're a master, it depends who runs faster You aspire without faith to be delivered From this race against faces that dimly look familiar Your relations replaced with strangers, you brace yourself for a shake And when you go, you go down fighting And when you rise, you rise quietly Souvenirs of cold years passed, up for presentation These pillars, posts and chicken wire entangle your creation You're saved, you're discarded, but you're never unguarded You aspire without faith to be delivered Tour groups in rain boots sit in judgment on your fences As the water level rises, you get more defensive You're an artist, you're a bum, it depends where you beg from You aspire without faith to be delivered From this race against faces that dimly look familiar Your relations replaced with strangers, you brace yourself for a shake And when you go, you go down fighting And when you rise, you rise quietly Beaten trails with handrails lead to all the same indifference This narrow path of disbelief is a threat your existence We're free, let's face, we can never escape it It requires a little faith to be delivered from this place And when you go, you go down fighting And when you rise, you rise quietly
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02:18
too many words too little soul chewing the bread lighting the coal nothing from something i need release walk in the graveyard knowing the past picking out plots moving too fast might as well give in i need release clanging of bells ringing the new pastures of silence grazing for food something to feed on i need release we'll all be all right when the wind dies when the soldier flies and the rain comes washing us into a cool release
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all the questions sometimes lose their feel nothing is real we swim in great peace what is the sound of one hand clapping will you still need me when I’m sixty four can you step twice in the same river can you even step once by your own free will all the questions sometimes lose their feel nothing is real and we swim in great peace where is my spot at the table my place in the sun my bed to lie on my shoulder to cry on my better day, my come what may all the questions sometimes lose their feel nothing is real and we swim in great peace see you in the end where the beginning begins again see you in the end
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03:26
Jealousy is haunting me I'll knock you down so I can breathe And pick you up when I'm in need It's push and shove and blood and greed And love obscured by jealousy Old man led by the hand Speaks so loud with a quiet stare An expression that I've seen before But, mostly, I don't understand This old man I could do in just one night Things I've put off all my life I'm sitting here now with a picture in my mind Wondering if it's not too late this time A thousand lies that I have told Can't take them back when I get old Maybe that's what it's all about Regret is part of coming out Forgive me now, I have contrived A thousand lies Humility is looking for me I'll tell you now what I can see I'd give you love unqualified Unpiled by confusion and lies If I could get some sleep tonight And wake up with humility
11.
02:35
Your jet black hair Blood red lips Your drug eyed stare And your little girl dress These are a few Of the things I like least About you Your shiny hatred Convenient fears The poor, poor me thing The trail of your tears These are a few... My attraction to you is the thing I like least about you My attraction to you is the thing I like least about me Your instant success Confident smile Your sacred eyebrow Fashionable lies
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03:22
Like ghosts, our heads in some of the same space Moving around, nothing to get in the way From my bed, I pattern the world in a different way What was wrong, within me was gone A smooth sleep came over me And the still water of love Surrounded me in my dream I was walking away I was walking away I was walking away From the motions of faith Like ghosts... What was wrong, within me was gone... I was walking away... And the still water of love Surrounded me in my dream And the still water of love Surrounded me in my dream Surrounded me in my dream I was walking away...
13.
01:24
little mannequin boy in a cheap suit barefoot man selling jesus statues drunk in pink pants off his ass stares at nothing and laughs so fucked up he's down so far down he's down and out skid row luxury lofts hand in hand calloused and soft where does the grace of god get off? so fucked up he's down so far down he's down and out this is how it is this is just a shame maybe in the end we all suffer the same so fucked up we're down so far down we're down and out
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02:02
this understanding is a soul asylum i walk these halls, i am a bad prisoner sometimes i wonder if i ever should have looked out that window that day when the shade was up 'cause now i know there is more than a whisper there is more than a calming smile and yet i find myself a partner to...
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I am white, Irish-Catholic, 27, 5'11", 157 schoolteacher, songwriter, singer and guitar player I'm a husband, father, brother and son and I am one of everyone and you are a part of me as I am a part of you and we are a part of Langston Hughes. I listen to Bob Dylan sing "To Ramona" and Billy Bragg to "Shirley" and REM to "AnnElise" I love their music People who listen to my songs hear part of them in me and what I've come to do is becoming part of you and we are a part of Langston Hughes Everything we do we are a witness to I see the way you live and I take it inside Every move is a rock that shatters a stagnant pool And it travels from me to you and beyond to Langston Hughes I've seen the look on another man's face who came from somewhere faraway He spoke with such humility that it keeps a certain peace in me Yes, I've seen another kind and I cannot chase it from my mind But I act in any way I choose knowing I am part of you and we are a part of Langston Hughes Sometimes I feel so free The littlest things amaze me and sometimes I get lost in confusion and I go searching aimlessly But I have my family and my friends to help me find the key And I have records to play and poems to read and bits of inspiration can be seen on every evening's news and there's always the "Theme for English B" written on a page by Langston Hughes Everything we do we are a witness to I see the way you live and I take it inside Every move is a rock that shatters a stagnant pool And it travels from me to you and beyond to Langston Hughes
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the shadow of a wall under the sun the wall in pieces on the ground i know where the heat comes from i know where the heat comes from where does the cold come from? the echo of a voice two hundred years old like a one track train pushing through the rain i know where the light comes from i know where the light comes from where does the dark come from? some things are beyond your control try try again to enlighten when you're already lit it's fruitless try to put blood in your vains it's all the same the distance betweeen the truth and the mind's tollbooth no price you can pay to get through i know where the heat comes from i know where the heat comes from where does the cold come from? the shadow of a wall under the sun the wall in pieces on the ground
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02:59
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let me just straighten up a few things standing on the groundless ground falling with no end down so maybe i’ll reach out, try to grab some knowing there is none let me just see i don’t know i guess i get it i get lost so easily but i can see there’s no one to be no sorrow and joy to take personally in the fragmentary desert we will try to fit in but nowhere to go nowhere to have been just the unfold is all that can be the rest is a memory or a want to be let me just straighten up a few things before you get here

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released May 9, 2011

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Chris Hickey South Pasadena

Chris Hickey has six solo records, was a member of the bands “Uma” and “Show of Hands”, and has appeared on records by Joe Henry, Michael Penn, Indigo Girls, and more.

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