"Penny on a Traintrack" genre: Experimental/Post Rock
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	poetic abstraction of october mornings
	CD: forest:alive Credits: music and lyrics by T. Anton-Josef
	Lyrics reach that hand up and touch the edge of the horizon cool off in the dew on the lawn in the morning, it all relative to your size figure on it happening more often the blue moon hangs above you everynight now, so lets take advantage of the marks on the scorecard permenant and changing like erosion lasts forever, rearranging all the science up to here take your brush to the new sky make it a painting only know its much more than that colors lined up together the sound it stays here forever keeping time when the clocks have disappeared draw back full and release your innervision make the cannonballs fly over head, while you whistle its the same as before when you couldnt bring yourself to cry the devil is throwing a snowball at my picture overwhelemed by the notion to find wings and to fly higher and higher the stratosphere begins to rearrange all my science to here take your brush to the new sky make it a painting only know its much more than that colors lined up together the sound it stays here forever keeping time when all the clocks disappear hike up the union jack fill me up with prozac eat the corn that jimmy crack read to me, some Kerouac I think I'm going cardiac or maybe kleptomaniac drinking from the cognac thumbing through an almanac a needle in a haystack I'm making up for what I lack I'm carrying a knapsack sucking on a tic-tac following my zodiac rowing in a kayak feeling hypochondriac trying hard to hold back 22 in black jack a penny on a train-track sniffing at a lilac its really poison sumac. take your brush to the new sky make it a painting only know its much more than that colors lined up together the sound it stays here forever keeping time when all the clocks disappear hike up the union jack fill me up with prozac eat the corn that jimmy crack read to me, some Kerouac I think I'm going cardiac or maybe kleptomaniac drinking from the cognac thumbing through an almanac a needle in a haystack I'm making up for what I lack I'm carrying a knapsack sucking on a tic-tac following my zodiac rowing in a kayak feeling hypochondriac trying hard to hold back 22 in black jack a penny on a train-track sniffing at a lilac its really poison sumac.

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