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Maudlin Flying Fox

by Duane Starpilot

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1.
Alcoholica 03:37
there’s a place, where we fall away accidentally and it’s fun, to feel so free even though it’s not happening there’s a place, where we fall away mistakingly and it’s great, to feel so alive even though it’s just a curious dream melting our head cuz it’s saturday there’s nothing else you can take away alcoholica, it’s a hologram, life is just as green here as anywhere it’s a pantomime, double vision, decision is lost in a lack of precision and it’s fun, to feel so alive even though it’s not really happening and it’s great, to feel so free even though it’s just a blurry dream melting our head cuz it’s saturday there’s nothing else you can take away
2.
everything is spinning faster and faster and fast around everything is spinning faster and faster and faster down everything is spinning faster and faster and fast around everything is spinning spinning spinning spinning now where we think we’re going now’s not impossible maybe just a little bit damned unbelievable trying to make sense is such a bore that i feel that i shan’t need to try to do it anymore
3.
feasting on flamingos, feathers and all bellyaches and paddycakes and posies we fall and the sky is wasted the sky is wasted the sky is wasted feelin like a plastic bag, drifting and all the feeling is so simple but confusion we fall and the sky is wasted the sky is wasted the sky is wasted jupiter and me starting to believe there’s enough of me to find it finally the hard part is over, so now we can go with headaches and chocolate cakes and things that we know like the the sky is wasted the sky is wasted the sky is wasted the sky is wasted the sky is wasted the sky is wasted the sky is wasted the sky is wasted the sky is wasted
4.
tasty people for hungry trains helicopter stains feed the beams to the stars where the clock starts over cymbals crash the plains the forest sighs and wains as beanstalk laminates it’s squalor in the chains and messy jeans cover my soul in butter so you’ll lick me clean wag your tail like a flag or a sail the star is in your heart so you run naked through a graveyard on the corner of ginger and rye electrophile troglodyte different just like everybody else cover my soul in butter so you’ll lick me clean
5.
hey, caught in the auger legs, caught in machines again hey, work on me now i am the naked drowning town hey, caught in the cellar hands, caught in the webs again hey, where are we now? i am the rain falling down
6.
my body tumbling, falling, fumbling, into a giant rose all is trembling, bumbling, lumbering, into earthly flows stepping from bursts of airborne particles around me the pedals close swallowed up inside the flower ruby fortress on an emerald tower a citadel, a citadel, that claims nobody knows flipping, flopping, down into a bed of pollen dripping, dropping, smacked softly upon feathers fallen getting up to wipe the dust from my wings around me sodden walls are tall and strings of sound are bent ‘round spindles ringing foul it’s only pain, it’s only pain it’s the pain that makes us sane
7.
run to the muzzled son everyone thinks yet nobody knows and we are just one with a muzzled dead tongue empty our lazy lungs there is but pain at the casual slaying but we only seem to be fleeting the sun we’re unsure whether we’ve begun we just wanna breathe, why stop there? we just wanna see, why stop there? just let us breathe and feel we’re done let’s go to the moon, why stop there? let’s flower and bloom, why stop there? just let us loose to feel at one feeling the frenzied birds pecking at seeds that our consciousness feeds it’s just a demon stepping on a nerve wishing on altitudes wasp in the flames that burn away time and everything else falls away to the nude we’re unsure whether we’ve made the news we just wanna breathe, why stop there? we just wanna see, why stop there? just let us breathe and feel we’re done let’s go to the moon, why stop there? let’s flower and bloom, why stop there? just let us loose to feel at one

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an album of somewhat lofi, somewhat poppy, somewhat psychedelic, somewhat bizarre, somewhat catchy tunes.

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released May 15, 2015

All songs written, performed, and produced by Duane Aberle.
© Duane Starpilot & SOCAN 2015

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