After the Hole - Lyrics

All I seen is what I thought I would have seen
At the end all I found were other ends

Suddenly I know, you live to know after the hole

On the screech of the city brakes I heard your name
Feel as though we're living in a recurrent dream

Suddenly I know, you live to know after the hole

And the life is after the hole

And the life is after the hole

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After the Hole

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Round Midnight - Lyrics 

Round midnight when the engine’s on
Lose my head from the rolling throng
Get my house out of the fire
Get my car out of the wreckage pile
Straight out of lullaby land 
Straight out of Birdland
Like waking up in the morning without my head in my hands

And I’m getting on
Well it’s been pretty long
And I woke up around midnight to see Charlie Parker fly in a saxophone
Well there's gold on the road

Round midnight getting, I'm just getting on with you

Charles Mingus
That’s so like Philly Joe Jones
Miles she likes your Miles Davis shit
Miles Davis shit 
Miles Davis shit 

Gone midnight and I'm just moving on 
With a couple of fellas with sticks and songs
Got my head into a St. Louis fire
Haven’t seen daylight for a couple of nights
Straight out of lullaby land
Straight out of Thelonious land
Like waking up without feeling like my head’s been up my ass

And I’m getting on
Well it’s been pretty long
And if I’m not home before midnight I'll be playing here with this whiskey and these songs
From somewhere out of the earth

Round midnight getting, I'm just getting on with you

Second cousin of the Dizzy man
And the nephew of the devil
A girl sent to me by the devil

I'm getting it on and I can’t do me wrong
Got jazz inside my vein now and the blues even comes out of my asshole
It's the door to my soul

Round midnight getting, I'm just getting on with you

Round Midnight

A Waterfall Is a Poem Pouring Through a Rock - Lyrics

A waterfall is a poem pouring through a rock
A mild case of death in the park
Meant I was looking for someone

And the old guys keeping us straight with their stories
The death of a bricklayer in Dublin
And claims that there once were leprechauns 

And I was living with the night
Sleeping with the eyes
All night kept breathing

After two years of digging up my roots in back rooms
I found out there was only one truth 
That roots were meant to be buried

A waterfall is a poem pouring through a rock
The water will never fall back 
So I stopped looking for anyone

And I was living with the night
Sleeping with the eyes
All night kept breathing

A waterfall is a poem pouring through a rock
The water will never fall back 
So I stopped looking for anyone

A Waterfall Is a Poem Pouring through a Rock

A Waterfall Is a Poem Pouring Through a Rock

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Art by Annie Wood "I Am"
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| I'm spinning with gravity.
Unconscious bereaved breath.
If love is everything,
than why am I so lonely?

I am, I am who I am.
I am, I am who I am.

Unbridled rope it spins,
engulfing oxygen.
If life is innocent,
than why do I feel so unholy?

I am, I am who I am.
I am, I am who I am.

Hope.

I Am

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