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Fly (Fleu)
And you're flying through the trees
carried on the crippled breeze
But you're flying on with ease
Cuz you're young, and it's still morning yet
And your life has just begun

Carry on through settled seas
Someone's gnawing at your knees
But you dont mind, if you dont please
Knock it off- You're making me nervous
And I gotta make it through the next verse
La da dee...

Happy New Years from Mars (Martian Dixon)
here the hot air has nowhere to go
i light a cigarette and the smoke rises
directly into my eyes
a line of cars waiting,
a line up of lives stalled in the passing lane
passing on the chance to take a chance on life
...on mars its new years day
and id give anything to break free
from these chains of traffic and responsibility
longing for the feeling of longing
searching the sky for a sign
checking the back of my eyelids for the vision i once had
i cant wait until i dont have to wait anymore
...somewhere it is new years day

Raindance
Everytime you dance, I know its raining somewhere
Everytime I see you spin, I know youre gonna make it
Jump right up onto the couch
and set the thing on fire
Dig for pancakes out in the yard
that i baked for you in the dryer.

Everytime I see you slip, I hope you come back stronger
Cuz at some of these we've barked,
but this way is so much softer.

Everytime the thunder rings, you know its only voodoo
Everytime I see it rain, I know you must be dancing
Jump right down under your desk
when you see the storm is coming soon
Take a drive at night underneath
the perpetually full moon.

Freezerburn
Whistle for the waitress, my soul is getting cold
My coffee needs a refill, my feet itch for the road
Work to keep me busy, and keep my thinking sane
But scattered thoughts may slip,
I wind up on the floor again

The rain that falls is holy water,
It's pure enough to infect you
What's that word for things there are no words for?
Insert it here, and sing.

The rain that falls is only water
I'm sure these days it don't affect you
What's that word for things there are no words for?
Insert It here an sing

The Electric Monk
Sometimes when you get an answer, the question gets taken away.
Why?
'Why' is such a useless question anyway.
After all what is real?
Is only what we think,
And I think I've seen too much not too believe.
I mean I have seen somethings I can't believe.
And I believe some things are meant to remain unseen.
I believe in everything.
And everything is right where it's meant to be.

Rise
Well we walked down to the bay, where the trees are retiring early
I wonder can I say that winter's here?
And the time is nearing when you will walk alone
The trees are there to filter you through the rain
And the stars are shining, but they don't know my name
But they wont keep me down as I rise

Well I took a chance today to take my time again
I don't think my words will carry me anymore
And my eyes are closing 'cuz they dont see a thing
But that wont keep me down, when I rise

Well I hung around your room, dangling in the breeze
You never let me down to run around on my knees
And your face is fading, it's just a memory
But I wont let you go when I rise
Watch me rise

Exit Message (Monks Message)
Is there someone I could talk to?
Is there anyone in charge?
Can I see a supervisor?
Is there a number I should call?

Nowhere to go, so we took a ride out by your old high school.
And if I was quiet, I wasn't scared or trying to act cool.
I'm just trying to take each moment in,
'Cuz where we are feels like where we've always been,
And we're just along for the ride, we're not looking for anything.

Nothing to say, we linger for a moment in each others memories,
And if we don't say love-
It's only both of us knowing what we're thinking of.
Sometimes you just have to let the world spin.
I feel your name whispered underneath my skin.
And we're just along for the ride, we're not looking for anything.

Let it come up,
let me be swept away.
I just need to feel more real.
The way a song can wrap around a dream,
And surface as some long-gone memory.
I need you to stir my soul, take control of me.
Something to mark this place in time.
Beyond my eyes, but I can feel it on my skin.
The way that everything just doesn't add-up to everything.

Trace the stars, Draw your map.
Walk in the shapes of contellations.
Tell everyone that you're wandering aimless,
Don't let on the plan, don't let on...

Make your bed, Of grass and gravel.
Sleep in the peace of constellations.
Tell everyone that they're rich and they're famous,
But don't let on the plan, don't let on...

I'd get high, but I'm afraid of heights.
I'd get high, I wobble when I drive.
And my heart is made of styrofoam,
Its been packaged just for you.

Talk with the stars, Make a promise,
To live in the loft of infatuation.
Tell me everything- where your wandering mind is.
Tell me the plan, tell me...

Can you ever feel like it's raining everywhere?
Can you fell it in the air?
What's wrong with you?
What's wrong with me?
What's wrong with everything?