Retrospective

by Andrew Huang

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about

Comprising 59 songs and sketches from a decade-long period of production and experimentation, Retrospective is approximately half never-before-heard material, as well as being the final re-release nod to my former work under other aliases.

Prolific to a fault and blurring genre boundaries as usual, the previously unreleased pieces are culled from nine albums-in-progress which I've scrapped for lack of time. (See this blog post: andrewismusic.tumblr.com/post/19952829406/priorities )

I hope you'll fall in love with the songs that are actually songs, and enjoy peeking into the bizarre parts of my brain that are represented in the other material on here.

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released April 30, 2012

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Track Name: Solariums
you're as cool as your room
the windows white
from bed to ceiling stretched
as the 3am sirens roll by
and styrofoam walls can hear us kiss
the postponed whisper
summer nights 2006
i say i love you
you say i love you

as impending as doom
the coming years
solariums and blankets
where i'll hold you
i'll hold you

daylight runs its course
with one in the womb and one in arms
the loves of my trim life
and you still hear me say i'll hold you
i'll hold you
Track Name: The Hounds
forget sounds/ i'm releasing the hounds/
it's the quicker way to get you to bounce/
so make like a ball/ ballers bawl/
i'm all surprise attacks like squalls/
rhymes that i scrawl like it matters the most/
get flattered and boast?
no time if i'm the most baddest and dope/
emcee teeth chatter and throat dry/
shattered your hope/
couldn't climb charts with some ladder and rope/
no luck finding the jams that sizzle/
i find them so stuck in the grease lining the pans a little/
those ruts be damned/ kids need to grow up/
go nuts for club crawls and all else is so what/
when i show up my flow pulls like a tow truck/
leave them bedazzled and hit them like they don't know what/
'til in the advil they might dabble a lil'/
it's word power like i've got towers of babble to fill/
not with my battling skills/ but if it's scrabble, i kill/
put that on the bill/
my triple letter score's a little better for the third set/
the words get stronger as i link and riddle metaphors/
set a course for constellations/
'cause dirty air just doesn't do it for me anymore/
i'm impatient/ low motivation/
soul abrasion with no explanation/
so i spat a poem from the fattest tome/
that's never had a home/
'cause i've been working on it that alone/
my data roams the catacombs/
avoiding all the phonies and the imitations bringing baloney in/
i leave them hanging like gardens of babylonian persuasions/
know your limitations/
erroneously makeshift sonority splash rocks/
competing for the boniest cash box/
i'm that hot/ ha/
Track Name: I Might Have Heard Your Song
oh my god
you woke me up again with music
hairline dreams
the brandy in my tea leans over

i might have heard your words
i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your song
i might have heard your words
i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your song

cold outside
and i divide the garments, trusted
one by one
and one is all that counts
this lost heart

i might have heard your words
i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your song

and i'm saving money
to make a certain kind of footprint
to make these backwards footprints

i might have heard your words
i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your song
i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your words
i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your song
Track Name: Heaven
make the nastiest beat and i won't rhyme dirty
you won't find wordier lines than mine, surely
divine purpose to dance to, it's my journey
i might be in the club, but it might be nine thirty
and it's all love to you ladies who try and hurt me
'cause it's all love when anyone thinks i'm worthy of that
small love, i wanna arrive early
in the arms of the one i serve, you guys heard me up in h
got the cheek down now, turn the other page
coming with a beat, loud, burners in a cage
got a handle on it, the fans'll flaunt it
to take andrew's sonnets a place scandalous
box the wisdom spit, can the vomit
kids just can't quench this brand of comets

come away
a pleasure painted in the ivory
summer days
i see you on the other side of me

adonai, shadow from the heat
glad to follow these vast
and rad doctrines we've had
just passed on from the past
free all of me, majesty, honor, everlasting light
uncorruptible lord god
the colony's crashed
mad geology in columns to disprove
what in the true spirit we all believe
and sadly quality of life clad with small deceits
adds idolatry to the mixed bad theology

view a people set aside
we hide through the defiance of pride
it's ludicrous/ but a brood of vipers won't abide
to the lion of the tribe of judah
angry that a worm chewed the vine
but cities get chances/ to find the answers
you can be the branches/ stretching out across the sky
until it's rolled up like a scroll/
we wait for a city made of gold in the bitter breeze, cold/
the starry host fall like withered leaves/
rigged by the same holiest hand who shrivelled these figs/
the liturgy makes me all jittery/
man, if i don't get freedom i want liberty/
Track Name: You Were My Darkness
get bound in love
down the stuff, making no sound enough
i have to move messages around the drums
i wanna feel both my feet on the ground above
we got a problem, and it's not the hunger
work the same hours that we stop to slumber
we're done for days off the thunder
like we're younger, all want the numbers
one, one god for me
we've got too much true love, not belief
it takes three words, and a lot to see
it's not for us in the least now

you were my darkness

so it's all good when you put it all on me

i slept in loss just fine when i stepped across the line
and divine blessings botched didn't press my mind
there's less insight when you live life at midnight
saying all day they fall prey, you kid, right?
no way, but it's okay, i witnessed a life
given to strife but post-haste was listening right
the cold taste on my lips still lingers
but old waste turned - learn, bring everything first to god

get bound in love
down the stuff, making no sound enough
i have to move messages around the drums
i wanna feel both my feet on the ground above
we got a problem, and it's not the cold
buy new ice just to chop the gold
diamond plated diamonds, i rock the mold
and keep my eyes closed when i'm on hot patrol

you were my darkness

so it's all good when you put it all on me

get bound in love
down the stuff, making no sound enough
i have to move messages around the drums
i wanna feel both my feet on the ground above
we got a problem, and it's not the hush hush
but what brush flutters on the flush to crush us
the fuss rusts, and the posters bumrush the chauffers
can i get a holler and a bit lush
Track Name: Can I Make It Up To You?
i ticked you off, and what are the odds of that?
armies and cannons and dice lie across the map
quickly concede victory, the deed dripfeeds the wound
kiss me, oh please

can i make it up?
can i make it up to you again?

we dance around issues of magazines
your hair's wet from showering, you wear your rags of jeans
baby, you asked, i freed the mask from this cheek
now you're expecting a plea

well, can i make it up?
can i make it up?
can i make it up to you again?

on a new day
with nothing to say
but a good goodbye bye goodbye bye

can i make it up?
can i make it up?
there's no use breaking up
can i make it up to you again?
Track Name: Keep His Name Alive
outlaws in the ganges
persons, aging
keep his name alive

single mothers
children and the homeless
keep his name alive
Track Name: You Told Me Twelve Times In My Dream Of Paris
don't just lie around and wait
Track Name: Under The Stars
under the stars
you wait
you watch
you want
you war
Track Name: Burning
i'll give you one guess
i'll give you one guess
i'll give you one guess

you are to come in
you've gone too far
and hunted so many confused hearts

and it's hot hot hot
what you had had had
so we thought thought thought
but couldn't keep you burning burning burning burning burning burning fire burning

it was hot hot hot
what you had had had
so we thought thought thought
and couldn't keep you burning
Track Name: Circle
i wouldn't act so high and lofty/
but a letter better try and stop me/
no scissor tongue dry/ no dropped knees/
this guy can talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle or a cube/
this guy can talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle or a cube/

and i've really come now to dread this/
run 'round like a caged bird headless/
no exits/ but a bit of bed/ thrift store style/
never get this done/

pent up repentance unspent/
independence and pensions in pens/
and i don't mean ink writ boldly/
talk about a cold bit of poultry/
and the cuckold is up there/
and he's down here/
and he's somewhere else/
and the answer is one prayer/
but the guns blare/ and you can't unshare shells/
circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle or a cube/
this guy can talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle or a cube/

so/ sick lava/ level a valium/
in a minimal stance/ and make chances advances/
st. francis style i'ma preach to the birds/
take one home with a nice set of words/
and the doxy is up there/
and she's down here/
and she's somewhere else/
and the answer is one right/
when you come bright/ 'cause you can't unlight hell/
circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle or a cube/
this guy can talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle or a cube/
Track Name: Cell
woke up/ no dust got me choked up/
low, ducking the sun/ spirit is so what/
i link colder chains back together again/
soldered/ never repent/ this lone solider in ink/
set up a scent crushed and smoldered/
as i brush that dirt off my shoulders/
getting older, and getting rushed/
gold in the palm but a bone in the clutch/
split kicks on/ rip walkways
and spit non-fiction evidence in a quickdraw/
beats blast with a hi-fi system
drowning sound until the high rises come down
now/ fill a belly up/
selling cellies with helis all on the tele, what?/
i'm gelling with eliot's bang theory/
relevant, gang, hear me/ i tell it to swell/
egos tripping at the gates of hell/
the keys go missing from a basement cell/

new love with a thirst for the free/
trapped in the temple/ held hostage/
new love, give me words for the wear/
locked up with a half a verse cross-stitched/
new love, and the murderer is me/
i get numb with red blood to bread crumbs/
new love spit the first of a prayer
in the streets and the unfed slums that i fled from/

you've been living in a dream/
building synagogues top-down with a scissor full of seams/
got style but the mirrors in the archway/
start making every sun-set-and-rise a hard day/
weave footprints into tiles/ good prince
sinning while muttering a prayer for the inner child/
never play right/
blade's bright with the body of a sage like i'll never escape mics/
so i guess i have to stay tight
until grace lights every stage white from a great height/
get live with an art form that resides/
in the air that you breathe, in the wash of the tide/
it's dawn in my chest/
on to finesse wrongs that dispense raw rhythm
when i'm drawn into mess/
god help me/
i've got a supplement for every cell but i'm not healthy/

new love with a thirst for the free/
trapped in the temple/ held hostage/
new love, give me words for the wear/
locked up with a half a verse cross-stitched/
new love, and the murderer is me/
i get numb with red blood to bread crumbs/
new love spit the first of a prayer
in the streets and the unfed slums that i fled from/
Track Name: Two Nocturnes For My Lover At The Morgue
you sleep with an eye under the sunlight
you never have any idea where you've gone
oh oh
i went to the morgue
then i saw you
get by
you're one of us
you're not my friend
you don't talk to me
you're not my friend
you don't talk to me
Track Name: In The Cold
i was a mistake, an alimony's alibi
i was in a place where darkness was the same as light

everybody's trance is pointed at the inky glass
thunderclouds and ash remove the horses from the glass
if you had a soul, maybe i'd listen when you talk
i was in the cold, and surfaced at the equinox
Track Name: Deeper
i wanna go deeper
you make your move, you make your move
i wanna go deeper
you want it too, you want it too
i wanna go deeper
until we're through, until we're through
i wanna go deeper

p-i-e-t-y sounds like primacy confined
p-i-e-t-y sounds like primacy confined
i know you and i have been trying to be aligned
p-i-e-t-y sounds like primacy confined

i wanna go deeper

i wanna go deeper
you make your move, you make your move
i wanna go deeper
you want it too, you want it too
i wanna go deeper
until we're through, until we're through
i wanna go deeper
Track Name: Everything Is Meaningless
vanity of vanities
both the wise and the foolish can't hide from calamity
meaningless, meaningless, everything is meaningless

vanity of vanities
both the wise and the foolish can't hide from calamity
meaningless, meaningless, everything is meaningless

gospel logical
often impossible
profs and prophets both rock with pockets full
'cause when the temple of the body is whole
you get the temple of clothes
it's so pants my soul
some of the world heals, but it mainly erodes
trying to choke out space for the train of his robe
with the audacity to glare
passing me every second and in every direction
with like a practiced, even stare
spared me the gallery of acid dreams tacitly
like everything they do
give me the capacity to care
flit through cornfields
where being born feels a lot more real
than a mother with a torn seal
washed up on the shore
eels feed their face-up, copper-coin eyes to the gulls
steer clear, swig beer
rigged with an earwig family
nestled in the hull
i skip stones but i'd rather hop islands
reading hot menus
the cost is in diamonds
so it's carat cake
on the top of a ferral lake
with the vows that i swear to make
oaths that i dare to take
throwing down on the altar with a pair of steaks
and as my stone heart marinates in the thought of solomon
there's a straight shot that i paraphrase

meaningless, meaningless, everything is meaningless
vanity of vanities
both the wise and the foolish can't hide from calamity

meaningless, meaningless, everything is meaningless
vanity of vanities
both the wise and the foolish can't hide

meaningless, meaningless, everything is meaningless

meaningless, meaningless, everything is meaningless
Track Name: Palmtop
music is butter
the scene's with me on this one
we cut it quick
flutter twitch style on the kick drum
recorded raw, baby
taking it back
making these tracks 'til the day we collapse
i'm in the wrong spot with my palmtop business of the song shop
it's gone properly, looking up at the long clock
april 2k4, i've written everyday
kids smitten, you say more quicker
i fit like mittens
souffle warm, i push cream
one of a kind crop, nine stops to dream
the heat's in degrees
people talk university
cheap mics treated nice when i'm fresh out of surgery

because we always find a way

trade wonder for fact
come to the track
one with the bump bump bump in the back
passage and door
asking him more
it's gift so what do we need accident for

i picture your eye

because we always find a way
Track Name: Destroy The World (Circumference Mix)
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

he was a lonely ghost
uttering a truth that nobody would ever hear
behind closed doors authorities thread a near impenetrable fortress
and work it
can't get a clear picture except on the closed circuit
let's see what a country does gunless
block the bright market from the land that's sunkissed
crosshairs and targets intersect for fun with the drum hits
sceptics connected to run this

any way to move new bills
i'd do it myself but the groove's too ill
there's a lot more to choose between than two pills
but a ghost gets convicted with just a few stills
these photographs mask the game
when a hurricane's no match for some acid rain
the noise unfurls
so listen, boys and girls
keep it up and we're going to destroy the world

yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

i've got ink blot tests and stocked druids
a couple of drops of this hot fluid and you're ready to rock to it again
soup it up to ten, my friend
'cause one thing you never do enough is spend
blissed, my lens crisp
i'm calling the spendthrifts
to take it to the curb before it becomes endless
dollar bins, y'all
kings wear salted grins
following a messiah who never let the hollow win

i don't care to see pharisees sparing three spices
to merit clean consciences with tight fists
apparently your life is but a dream
merrily and unaware the pieces float downstream
not always gentle, resentful
material what in a material what? i call it mental
you're so close to just turning away
i guess it's all in what you learn in a day: destroy the world

destroy the world
Track Name: How Do You Like Me Now?
for some reason i kick it solo better than crews
you know never to cause trouble
my thought bubble's headed for you
flow wetter than juice
bet i could use a competitive boost
forget it, truth's i'm as lucky as eleven and two
as far as rivals go, got the sedative blues
no surprises, hope you'll find this dope
wherever you choose, get up and move
whether you're hue's black brown white yellow reddish or blue
and if you hate, don't even act like you've a message to prove
i send the beef back with a side of lettuce and stew
i've got a show, so pack your sweater your toothbrush
your pillow and your medicine too, i'll rock it all night long

i bring it each time with a brand new style
store shelves empty in the dance move aisles
stereo system we listen to nothing but loud
switch it up again like how do you like me now

the v stands for vanity, s for scorn
or maybe viscious on the mic, and set up to storm
through all your record collection messes and text
second-guessing expressions of pressing matters emphatically dressed
vessel of sex, virility sold, personal hate
taking it further back to maybe like a virginal state
but either way, all of the above, nothing for love
you want the money or blood, because i'm coming with gloves
somebody does, in the day when i had stories to tell
when the v stood for vivian and s for shell
for long shelley, we already were on steady, met at the give
a nice night spot set by the respectable viv
kids danced to the music of my foes and friends
but one band's gear wasn't where it was s'posed to've been
stuck in a neighbour's garage with no code to lend
luckily i knew the guy who did promotions then
slipped myself into the empty spot, ghostly bent
rocking spare beats from my buddy moses' set
and i don't mean to be on here and boast again
except i do, 'cause no one wanted the show to end
soon as grabbed to the mic i had this night just made
allowed the crowd to witness a tight display
true talents and skill, balanced appeal
with day-old guitar parts, judging by how my callouses feel
and if it wasn't for the date i was on
you know i would have kept going, kept playing, rocking all night long

i bring it each time with a brand new style
store shelves empty in the dance move aisles
stereo system we listen to nothing but loud
switch it up again like how do you like me now

feel like i'm time-travelling back
the s stands for sanity, v for vain,
rambling rap, the same bantering trap who unraveled the map
i came ambling, half and half, can it get that much worse
we did the reverse backwards, i'm that terse
seemingly immune to lasting moons of your whole show
folds noted in the cold blowing of a winter wind
girl, make up your mind, world begins to spin
with the plastic i pressed and burned
you never could guess, don't act like my best and turn
friends could learn from each other, we stopped the process
got so hurt, closed up the shops and progress was halted
games instead of names exalted, you called it
shame on both of us and our politics
all did nothing but bring us apart
like the weather and the words i used to sing at the start
it's undone

you bring it each time with a brand new style
whether you drop the kiss or just plant two smiles
precarious positioning, wishing i didn't drown
in the depths of dealing with all the how do you like me now
Track Name: Interrobang
only god knows where you were
i didn't know how to take care of her
Track Name: I Might Have Heard Your Voice
oh my god
you woke me up again with music
hairline dreams
the brandy in my tea leans over

i might have heard your words
i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your song
i might have heard your words
i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your song

cold outside
and i divide the garments, trusted
one by one
and one is all that counts
this lost heart

i might have heard your words
i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your song

and i'm saving money
to make a certain kind of footprint
to make these backwards footprints

i might have heard your words
i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your song
i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your words
i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your song
Track Name: Hold On
we'll incapacitate ourselves
make our muscles sore, destroy a work of art

but hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
don't go, don't go, don't go

how do you plan to fall asleep
with almond eyes (you suddenly see)
that watch you breathe (you suddenly see)

you hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
don't go, don't go, don't go

you suddenly see
i'm in the debris
there's no one with me
Track Name: Once More (Zen Flower Mix)
you used to laugh and kiss me
we can't go back, but if we could
would anything be different
would anything be good

if i could do it all again
i'd probably still come talk to you way back then
when we're together still feel so zen
still know we had to be more than just friends
if i could do it all again
i'd still pick up the phone and the paper and the pen
still send you all the letters that i sent
still ask baby when can i see you again
but i'd probably still let it end

i'm tortured by the memory
of our old lives so gently burst
you came to me like magic
you thought you knew me well

if i could do it once more
baby you know i'd still know how to sweep you off the floor
and i don't mean like a chore
but i still cleaned up my act 'cause i adored you
but if i could do it once more
i'd probably still get torn, still try to keep score
probably still break those vows that i swore
probably still wear us down 'til there's nothing anymore

you used to laugh and kiss me
we can't go back, but if we could
would anything be different
would anything be good

i'm tortured by the memory
of our old lives so gently burst
you came to me like magic
you thought you knew me well
Track Name: Feels Like
feels like death from above when you rain down
get ready, no love, no way now
stay lax in the jaws of helicopter cause and effect
playback gets lost and wrecked and weighs down

in the morning light, we just kneel
in the afternoon heat, we could kneel
when the stars come out, we better kneel

feels like too many mice in a cage
living in an age where the light gets frayed
stomach in a knot, lightweight, low-grav
giving all you got just to keep what you have
this is real

in the morning light, we just kneel
in the afternoon heat, we could kneel
when the stars come out, we better kneel

feels like sunlight hits the ground
the ground hits your face
the one slight chance lost still leaves a trace to be found
rewound, see all the ways you could be bound
keep down

in the morning light, we just kneel
in the afternoon heat, we could kneel
when the stars come out, we better kneel
all in a dead desperate chase for what's real
Track Name: Somewhere Else
i wouldn't act so high and lofty/
but a letter better try and stop me/
no scissor tongue dry/ no dropped knees/
this guy can talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle or a cube/
this guy can talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle or a cube/

and i've really come now to dread this/
run 'round like a caged bird headless/
no exits/ but a bit of bed/ thrift store style/
never get this done/

pent up repentance unspent/
independence and pensions in pens/
and i don't mean ink writ boldly/
talk about a cold bit of poultry/
and the cuckold is up there/
and he's down here/
and he's somewhere else/
and the answer is one prayer/
but the guns blare/ and you can't unshare shells/
circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle or a cube/
this guy can talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle or a cube/

so/ sick lava/ level a valium/
in a minimal stance/ and make chances advances/
st. francis style i'ma preach to the birds/
take one home with a nice set of words/
and the doxy is up there/
and she's down here/
and she's somewhere else/
and the answer is one right/
when you come bright/ 'cause you can't unlight hell/
circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle or a cube/
this guy can talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle/
talk me into a circle or a cube/
Track Name: Romance (Queen's Park)
we love like love's good
we love like love's new
we love like love's live
we love like love's here
we love like love's hot
we love like love wins
we love like love's sure
we love like love's ours

we sat in the ifs, ands and cigarette butts
dead leaves, loose screws and gravel
i tried to start a freestyle battle
climbing up a scaffold on bay street
laughing at the maybe-so's
we were better than a heartbeat
we were better than the clouds in the sky
we had a great book and a great dress
we had it all, we had it all
Track Name: Lackluster
your wallet's no place for riches
all the pursed lips blow savored kisses
to keep the tongue safe from those major disses
the key's ok but don't play the mrs.

i'm in love with love
look for the lock
lackluster lake licks the law
and above the buzz
books in a box
backbuster breaks bricks and brawn
Track Name: Heaven (MPC1000 Mix)
make the nastiest beat and i won't rhyme dirty
you won't find wordier lines than mine, surely
divine purpose to dance to, it's my journey
i might be in the club, but it might be nine thirty
and it's all love to you ladies who try and hurt me
'cause it's all love when anyone thinks i'm worthy of that
small love, i wanna arrive early
in the arms of the one i serve, you guys heard me up in h
got the cheek down now, turn the other page
coming with a beat, loud, burners in a cage
got a handle on it, the fans'll flaunt it
to take andrew's sonnets a place scandalous
box the wisdom spit, can the vomit
kids just can't quench this brand of comets

come away
a pleasure painted in the ivory
summer days
i see you on the other side of me

adonai, shadow from the heat
glad to follow these vast
and rad doctrines we've had
just passed on from the past
free all of me, majesty, honor, everlasting light
uncorruptible lord god
the colony's crashed
mad geology in columns to disprove
what in the true spirit we all believe
and sadly quality of life clad with small deceits
adds idolatry to the mixed bad theology

view a people set aside
we hide through the defiance of pride
it's ludicrous/ but a brood of vipers won't abide
to the lion of the tribe of judah
angry that a worm chewed the vine
but cities get chances/ to find the answers
you can be the branches/ stretching out across the sky
until it's rolled up like a scroll/
we wait for a city made of gold in the bitter breeze, cold/
the starry host fall like withered leaves/
rigged by the same holiest hand who shrivelled these figs/
the liturgy makes me all jittery/
man, if i don't get freedom i want liberty/
Track Name: Everything Is Meaningless (Ocean Mix)
vanity of vanities
both the wise and the foolish can't hide from calamity
meaningless, meaningless, everything is meaningless

vanity of vanities
both the wise and the foolish can't hide from calamity
meaningless, meaningless, everything is meaningless

gospel logical
often impossible
profs and prophets both rock with pockets full
'cause when the temple of the body is whole
you get the temple of clothes
it's so pants my soul
some of the world heals, but it mainly erodes
trying to choke out space for the train of his robe
with the audacity to glare
passing me every second and in every direction
with like a practiced, even stare
spared me the gallery of acid dreams tacitly
like everything they do
give me the capacity to care
flit through cornfields
where being born feels a lot more real
than a mother with a torn seal
washed up on the shore
eels feed their face-up, copper-coin eyes to the gulls
steer clear, swig beer
rigged with an earwig family
nestled in the hull
i skip stones but i'd rather hop islands
reading hot menus
the cost is in diamonds
so it's carat cake
on the top of a ferral lake
with the vows that i swear to make
oaths that i dare to take
throwing down on the altar with a pair of steaks
and as my stone heart marinates in the thought of solomon
there's a straight shot that i paraphrase

meaningless, meaningless, everything is meaningless
vanity of vanities
both the wise and the foolish can't hide from calamity

meaningless, meaningless, everything is meaningless
vanity of vanities
both the wise and the foolish can't hide

meaningless, meaningless, everything is meaningless

meaningless, meaningless, everything is meaningless
Track Name: Shy Devil, Debating Theology
i was with the shy devil
debating theology with atheists
after four glasses of wine
Track Name: Walls
i don't wanna get out don't wanna get out
Track Name: Lemons
i'm lemon bitter
a venom spitter
a rose stem in winter
you grow but you can't get a grade to demonstrate the seventh faith
and inseminate your better days with lemonade
when life gives you limes and lemmings
it's a citrus twist i spend my time condemning with a witless fist
but check:
my fitness splits pits switched in slickness
with a bit of blood mixed in so i could bridge this canyon with a quickness
damned if i don't hit this
andrew's in a witness box factory
enacting these rhapsodies adapted freely from a magic breed of god
still coasting, wheat-paste postering for most things that preach against wasted paper
an actual notch above a stapler
but unless a landfill turns into a vapor before a landslide
i'm gonna face it later
i'm lemon fresh
my denim pressed
and top made of expensive mesh
to rock steady at my pensive best
and if my envy's less green than the environment
then team, let's wear it
i'm running out of things to cherish
and daren't say that i'm this transparent
when life gives us lemons we make tiny batteries
Track Name: Don't Go
we'll incapacitate ourselves
make our muscles sore, destroy a work of art

but hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
don't go, don't go, don't go

how do you plan to fall asleep
with almond eyes (you suddenly see)
that watch you breathe (you suddenly see)

you hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
don't go, don't go, don't go

you suddenly see
i'm in the debris
there's no one with me
Track Name: Breaking It
party 'til 3
wake up at 8 to do dishes
eat a plum for breakfast and call it nutritious
watch a true riches to rags story unfold
the untold crushing of one soul
delicious to devils in drag with dragnets
i've had a few scrapes with stagettes
the crags get new fates
my bags checked
and screwtape's taped my mouth shut
it's too late

i'm opening doors that can't be closed
the canteen chose the man
to trade hands-free phones for the gambled throes of panhandling ghosts
straight scared of a psalm saying damn these foes
ice sheets break off the coast
but we both look the other way
knowing what we want the most
but don't mention tension
friendships entrenched in exemption from anything that touches redemption

wrench and pry the burned goods from a turned hood gentrified
spurned good and desensitized
'cause what the discerned should have pointed them to repent the wise words of a wormwood
get by with no working knowledge
a mosque masked and a church demolished
collect dirt to polish and spitshine
when i get mine, i'm gonna fit fine

breaking it down

it's all tomfoolery, man
buffoonery, the wrong jewellery banned
and soon to demand inhumane rulings and plans
long removed from the hand of truth
who in a mansion could do with a pan?
i'm moving in a certain reproof
down the ladder like i'm finished all my work on the roof
through with the sleuths dragging me 'round the grail
wisdom had to be found within, veiled by a curtain of youth
i'm a snail, a worm of a man
so when i heard the command
i kept my common courtesy grand
finger breadths burying a skirt in the sand
five hearts when the early bird chirping began
garden variety loot wishes
a hoe and rake for all my uncouth itches
i'm too vicious, mind moves religious
shiraz and baguettes to gag with the fishes
delicious to devils in drag with dragnets
i've had a few scrapes with stagettes
the crags get new fates
my bags checked
and screwtape's taped my mouth shut
it's too late

breaking it down
Track Name: You Care More About Semantics Than The Plight Of Child Slaves And The Exhaustion Of Natural Resources
how come we get the cheap shit now, that's odd
how come we get the cheap shit here, that's odd
how come we get the cheap shit alone, that's odd
how come we get the cheap shit cheap
shit cheap, shit cheap, shit cheap

they can't get by
they never get by

tight spot scrape squeeze clutch
plight hot water jam pickle pinch crunch
muddle mess jinx corner bind box
hole chop drag quagmire knot
i'm approx dry on the rocks
with the washed laundry and scotch
giving up sloth and the toxins
in a mock mineral soup stock

how come we get the cheap shit now, that's odd
how come we get the cheap shit here, that's odd
how come we get the cheap shit alone, that's odd
how come we get the cheap shit cheap
cheap shit, cheap shit, cheap shit

they can't get by
they never get by
Track Name: Molecular
mar, molecular
maintain for eighteen bars
sever the mainstream inane mean far
heaven a daydream and a green card
the rebel a devil for the away team, scarred
come thou fount when you count your lucky stars
how 'bout a blast of the floodlights hard
on the bray of an ass whose black blood likes lard
i'm in the bath living on eggs and chard
ha ha ha ha ha

i'm aglow, slave to the golden lights like you just don't know

house of cards
in a breath what's left but the bizarre
boardwalk betty a bless to both arms
czars with guitars push the seminars
in a sing-song yin-yang
i put the past in pasta sauce jars
tuning a wine glass to the fire alarm
i get a cut when they burn down the barns
with a sing-song yin-yang

i'm aglow, slave to the golden lights like you just don't know
Track Name: I Never Knew What Went Wrong
i never knew what went wrong
i never knew what went right
i never stuck around too long
i never put up a fight

baby, there's too much hate in the way, see
baby, don't mess around now, don't play me

i don't have time for this
i don't have time for this

i never knew what went wrong
i never knew what went right
i never stuck around too long
i never put up a fight

it's hard things
sawing at each other's heartstrings
it's hard things
why can't we heal from this scarring

why can't we just be cool
why can't we just be cool
i don't have time for this
i don't have time for this

i never knew what went wrong
i never knew what went right
i never stuck around too long
i never put up a fight
Track Name: These Dreams (Calcutta Youth Mix)
The dustiest vinyl and a rimshot
The skinniest vocalist and a mic
Wireless headphones, the engineer’s in the bathroom
And we use most the floor for a table

Best friends with the two-headed horse
Grazing on a hill between shallow and steep
And all the voices cry “Andrew, Andrew”
I’m eight again, running home for dinner

We threw parties in India
I tried to grow a lion’s mane
Doing chin-ups to view all the artwork
16 panels in color, and the rest of the room was rocks and dead trees

Dreams have power over me, power over you
These Dreams have power over me, power over you

We camp on mattresses, sprawled bedsheets
12 steps between me and my pals
perpetually dusk in the field of sand
but I’m trying to get the lay of the land

Hit the red button for the red hot single
P5 meets Live and takes on the Jacksons
The co-producer dropped it too early, the afternoon
But the executive was still gung ho

Dreams have power over me, power over you
These Dreams have power over me, power over you
Track Name: All Your Enemies
can i see the body
fools
can i see the body get down

and all your enemies are mine, lord
and all your enemies are mine, oh

can i see the body yet
fools
can i see the body get up

and all your enemies are mine, lord
and all your enemies are mine, oh
Track Name: I Might Have Heard Your Words
oh my god
you woke me up again with music
hairline dreams
the brandy in my tea leans over

i might have heard your words
i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your song
i might have heard your words
i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your song

cold outside
and i divide the garments, trusted
one by one
and one is all that counts
this lost heart

i might have heard your words
i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your song

and i'm saving money
to make a certain kind of footprint
to make these backwards footprints

i might have heard your words
i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your song
i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your words
i might have heard your voice
i might have heard your song
Track Name: The Ruse
there's bribes and basements we could use
to put empty spaces in our shoes
failing that, all we have is you
fair tides are waiting with the ruse

there's rope and duct tape in the boot
i'm listening closely for the cue
failing that, all we have is you
scared hopeless making your debut
Track Name: You See
you see
the sound is heavenly
i showed her where to hide
but she didn't listen to me
Track Name: Shy Devil, Refraining From Taking Candy
i was with the shy devil
refraining from taking candy from babies
who had obesity in tow
Track Name: She's Still Like A Flag In No Wind
she's still like a flag in no wind
my two-color symbol of the theory of truth
some fabric that we'd like to burn
but only to keep warm, only to keep warm

gray skies or blue, the pedestal of a pole
warm weather or cold, half-mast or whole
dug deep to save citizen or slave
stands up tall with one foot in the grave
Track Name: In The Morning
both our bodies fragment and fall apart
and i think they like it
cold and a little bit lost
i don't know how we'll get there tonight
it's only a matter of freedom in the morning
Track Name: What Have You Ever Done?
it took me one year to say this
that's how much there was
shouting my most love all up to the ageless
the voiceless have loud voices
they just aren't allowed to speak in the most important places
so rise and shine
or rise and get dark
i swear i will build love in a public park
so come on, get up
come on, get up
and see suffering the way the world hones it

these hopeless cases of love
hopeless cases of love
i know there's more than someone

quit your job
if it's paying you too much
'cause god looks down
and he sees the floor
a hundred and one whitewashed walls and doors
so come on, get up
come on, get up
and do anything to make a dark life brighter

these hopeless cases of love
hopeless cases of love
i know there's more than someone out there

you want to scream it loud
well what have you ever seen?
you think you've got it down
well what have you ever done?

i existed
for one moment
and hugged god on a rooftop

it's like that
i drop bombs
on living people

it's like that
i drop bombs
on living people

come on

these hopeless cases of love
hopeless cases of love
i know there's more than someone out there

you think you know it now
well what have you ever seen?
you think you've worked it out
well what have you ever done?
you think you're right somehow
well what have you ever seen?
they call you young and proud
'cause what have you ever done?
Track Name: Bride
with the sound cut
all ribbon-wound up
living down/up
trying to listen to the most high
let it go, let it go

i thought i was to be a bride
come on

i thought i was to be a bride
i was hoping to shine bright
i was hoping to see sights
i was hoping to get right
i was hoping to be nice

with the sound cut
all ribbon-wound up
living down/up
trying to listen to the most high
let it go, let it go now
so loud on the ground, low
waiting for the showdown

slow down