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Pinched Tail
Wild Honey
Garbs Of The Street
Endorphines
War Path
Madman's Cafe
Unleashed
Lord's Prayer
Waiting for happiness.
Dance With Me Celts
Remember Me Happy
Ode To You 'Above'
Crack and Cycle Again
I Dream American, I Dream Big
A Gentle Lapping
Amidst The Moon
Anything's Better
Hector's Babe
Just Write
Top Soil Lads
Songs
Ready For Attack
Rickety Steps
The Stump of a Young Tree
Un-Suspecting Love
Living Room
What Does Distortion Create
Dreary Canals
Dont Touch Anything
These Shutters Are Getting Old
Great Escape
Mood Ring
I Future
A Form of Neurosis
Opening the Lilies
Summer Heat
Member or Guest
Someday They Will Be Grown
Short of Discovery
Cool Rails
Fear The Jungle
Show Me
Trolling the Isle
Pompous Observations
Embrace
Lonely
Sugar Cane
Sit In Scorn
Sorted Truth
His Land
Shout Out
Italian Coffee
Bricks and Mortar
Jamil Mohammad
We The Living [Sacrificial Lambs]
A Man
The Halo and the Coconut
Grasps Of Bloodshed
I Want That
What I Have To Do
A Simple Poem
Whooping Trees
Foundation
The Rise in Fall Woolly Bear Caterpillars
Crap Shoot / Wall Climb
Sagacious Moon
There Was But One Monkey
There You Stand
Stop! Spontaneous
The Final Whisper
Turning Nothing Into A Dream
Swat Team Manifesto
Ideas
Morning Glory
Everything's Different
Cut Throat Curiosity
Synopsis of Trees
Wake Up
Dungy Rooms and Dark Alleys
The Whole Goddamn Fort Went Down
Waiting
Trouble With The Looking Glass
Dissonant
Assumptions Closing In On Me
A Just Moment
High Up in the Mountain Tops
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I love and lear come close and near To people as much as I could I would Like to share a moment. It can be of pain But I would rather it be of exaltation No explanation lets just live for a while. I find that I love and lear came closer and nearer For whom to which I must admit I came so close And so comfortable I almost asked "if this Were not real if this were game me pawn You of all people would tell me which side your on?" I almost asked as if the point had substance I have thwarted my evolving and I sat stationary still In all this I wanted confirmation before I slipped And gripped the quiet slumber, I wanted to know. If this was not some swat team manifesto festival.
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