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Look what you made It exists without explanation You don't explain it It won't explain itself This film is paint That's what you learned from education You wanted it to move and move and move And now it moves itself David, self-reflection is a killer for creation That's what I always found I'm not sure if that's the same as meditation I'm not likely to find out Tiny ideas are swimming anywhere you care to cast a line Fish the dark corners A little mystery is good for the mind David, I went to watch Eraserhead at midnight I saw your sea is beautiful and scary You went down in the depths and dragged some monsters back into the light Now the monsters look strangely ordinary You made a foundation For kids meditation I like the things you say But I don't like LA (That gum you like is going to come back in style)
A warm summer evening in Italy went to meet the master, you and me There were rumors he was dying There were rumors found him in a Roman hospital by the window counting rosaries in a wheelchair looking like a soothsayer When you walk towards the light With every step Things get brighter With every breath You made small talk with his beautiful wife He was sifting through memories, I sat down at his side The light danced through his eyes The light danced When you walk towards the light With every step Things get brighter With every breath He said I love seeing people come out of the darkness And emerge into the light A warm breeze brought the scent Of summer roses from outside When you walk towards the light With every step Things get brighter With every breath
An idea is a thought.  that holds more than you think it does when you think it… Watch for the spark, the lightbulb, the cork the floats no matter how you try and sink it You think you want it to fall into your lap all at once. But then you don’t get to discover the joy of the hunt. You can inhale until you get sick or you can taste it lick by lick You’ve got the Rosetta Stone, the rest is to come. you’ve got the idea now you just fall in love Blue Velvet was red lips, green lawns and song.  Bobby Vinton, Next thing the ear, in the field and all of it hinting towards the whole it was to become You start with whatever you’ve got You start with whatever you got, You start with what fragment you’ve got then you fall in love. David Lynch believes in your pure consciousness Apparently there’s an ocean of it. He says it’s the white around those other states of being He believes in your light and it’s brighter than in philly…. Desire is the bait on your hook that you use to catch fish. The fish is the the idea that eats the desire; it can’t resist. Catch even a fragment and soon you will have even more. Until you realize what that first one was for. Keep diving down with that desire Bait the hook, feed the fire Go as deep as you want, when it gets dark come back to the diner. You thought that films needed funding they d but there’s nothing to fun if you don’t get those fish, final cut and fall in love.
I I am nothing I am nothing in the end There There's no trying There's no trying to pretend And it's all just the ocean or the fire or the wind And the unbounded motion doesn't end or begin And it's breaking you open when you're diving within But your heart isn't frozen There There is nothing There is nothing to defend They say don't worry about the darkness Cause the light will return And the fire takes the likeness Of all that it burns But this drunken boat is lost now And I'm lashed by the tides Washed away in the ocean I am nothing I am nothing And the fire you will learn Takes the shape of what burns
verse 1: Red lips / Green lawns / And Bobby Vinton’s song See a lonely ear / lying in a field / paint the picture till you can believe it’s real chorus: but you need more wind more wind / more wind / more wind and you seek more wind more wind / more wind / more wind verse 2: better do your work / that’s all you can control / gotta feed your family but don’t sell your soul you’re on the threshold / as you wait for more / someday later you’ll be coming through that door (chorus) bridge: Don’t fight the darkness Just build a red room of your own Learn how to unlock it The wind will tell you if you let it blow verse 3: you don’t know the box / and you don’t know the key / but something is unfolding into mystery like a rush of air / brushing against your skin is it a secret message / you can smell the jasminein the storm that’s rising / on the vast horizonthere are forces wilder / in the world inside you


released June 12, 2016


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The Bushwick Book Club Brooklyn, New York

We started in January 2009 playing songs written in response to Kurt Vonnegut's Breakfast of Champions. We haven't stopped since. We've written & performed songs inspired by everything from "On The Origin of Species" to Dr. Seuss to Raymond Carver. There are BBCs popping up nationwide now. Bushwick Book Club Seattle started in 2010 & is run by Geoff Larson. Our nerdy dare-devilry knows no bounds. ... more


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