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and Curtis and Fox

by Coyotes in Boxes

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1.
Angels 06:30
I played the fool with the tiger kept at bay I stood on stools while the maze walls rearranged My kingdom come, my will be done These words were etched at the bottom of the rungs But let’s not be so dramatic 'cause I’ve got angels in the attic I am your sleuth, rattling against your cage I am your challenger, I boast sir come what may I am your alabaster catcher in the rye I am your loose experiment, I’ve learned to read and write But let’s not be so complacent 'cause I’ve got monsters in the basement Let’s not be so ecstatic 'cause I’ve got angels in the attic Say what you will, but I won’t turn back my gaze
2.
You’ll be pleased to learn There’s a special place in heaven Where your wings get burned on scratch paper All the scrawlings of a saint are a sinner’s dirge Where the mass and cheeps converge on a plain Where the cardinal croons A spectral light insister restricting my move Meant to confuse An oven is a place where your goose gets cooked And mocked with verbal exchange I hid my face undercover under burial mounds I am privy to them spiritualist funeral sounds I don’t know where to begin I don't know where to begin I am a murderer With gizzard foot Covered by your ash and cinder soot With looks aside You’re as appealing as a locust at a harvest tide Of memes, ideas, and things After all the whispered prayers and cast away crowns I am privy to them spiritualist funeral sounds I don’t know where to begin I don't know where to begin I am a murderer
3.
Words 03:50
This time I’m thinking of all the words you said to me This time I’m thinking of all that love is supposed to be And through no words you’d understand And though my heart runs out like sand This time I’ve got a love, got a love that I’m thinking of This time though my words fool, you’ve made me so happy This time I’ve entertained the thought of leaving you This time I’ve ascertained my former lives untrue And my words contain no plan And though my eyes betray this scam These words burn inside me like a chamber of hot coals This mind is racing from me, I’ve learned all I need to know And through these flames you seem to fan You take this boy and you make him a man
4.
Like the thinly layered fragrance over top your head Like the faintest apparition hov’ring round your bed You've got a cricket for a conscience and a chamber full of closets of rags And every single thing that you want to do Gets put in the corner like a pair of shoes I’ve sent my application in for a chair on the convent of nails And I’m this crazy, unprepared After every premonition that you couldn’t heed Still the fires in his eyes provide the precious seed You are a master and a servant and a trend, and maybe a friend But when I slept with fishes it grieved you so And when I watched my chest cave, bargained for the role Of the potter turned debris, the needle in his perfect hands And I’m this crazy, unprepared Now I’m lost, I will pay the cost All around me, I’m yours After every spark of light has left your tattered home When you shake the loamy soil from your tired bones Still he sleeps inside the threshold fire, waiting for that day to arrive Will you leave the city gates for a gentle spring? Will you trade your trinkets in for a foreign king? Can you see far past the pyre heap, the beauty laid in store for your eyes?
5.
King Cole 03:11
If I die young, then bury me in stones Like a battle shrine, I merely ever roam And if I’m crying, come and pour me a drink Of that old wine, come before it’s too late I filled my heart with bones and burnt debris 'til all looked on and never really see And if I’m lying, come and pour me a drink Ready my old pipe, and call my fiddlers three And If I’m cold, I can count on you to bless me Like some firebrand, ready for your testing And If I’m crying, come and pour me a drink Of that old wine, come before it’s too late
6.
Brother sun, I’ve been with you on the run Traveling so long, I’ve been wasting precious time Sister moon, if you’d like I could sing the same tune Stirring up these troubled tides in the ocean blue Run away behind the sun, hide away behind the clouds Behind the rocks, behind the hills Beneath your fancy, beneath your thrills Hide away behind the moon, hide away behind the glass Behind the trees, behind the leaves And all those things you do Sister moon, I’ve been walking down this road Collecting pebbles, still it’s getting oh so cold Brother sun, if you could come down from your wall I’m used to looking at you, now I can’t see at all Run away behind the moon, hide away behind the glass Behind the trees, behind the leaves Beneath your covers, beneath your sheets Hide away behind the sun, hide away behind the clouds Behind the rocks, behind the hills And all those things you do I’ve been dragging around so long But I haven’t found myself Run away behind the sun, hide away behind the moon To your lover beneath the sheets, that you fancy yet still you flee Run away behind your doubt, behind the words of your mouth Beneath your bills, beneath your riches Beneath your fear, beyond his reaches Run away, run away
7.
Race 05:18
How we go, and we go so fast And we don’t want to get there slow And we know, and we know so much That our heads are about to explode And every friend and every foe But know that I don’t really know You cut their throats and burn them goats But know that I don’t know for sure But no, I really don’t know right now 'cause I don't know, no I don't
8.
Will you dance over, dance over me? Oh how I long for some semblance of sleep If I ever was free, if I ever did sing Then I sang in the palm of your clutches In you there’s a darkness In you there’s a blindness In you there’s a hardness But I know no better name In throes of sleep lies violence intent Inside castle keeps, my furnace will vent 'til the walls of delusion and walls of deceit Come bearing down in front of me And you want it all, but I am just dollars and cents Pulled apart like soft bread and I’m spent And you want it all, but you will not settle for less Than a life half empty of rest Yes I want it all, and I just won't settle for best
9.
Little beasts won’t you come inside and be Safe and warm with me? The human pawed his head as he watched us play With the see through wall he made You see the elements will pierce your back sides So won’t you come with me confide? Inside is our out as your out to our in Come see where you begin The wind and the rain and blown down power lines Are nothing compared to a mechanized shine With the box of people you watched at night They’re nonetheless fantasized Too many of your kind have fought and died So won’t you come with me inside? You wear our brother’s skins to hide Won’t you cast them off and come outside Don’t worry, we’ll show you we’re fine We’re sure you’ll be fine
10.
Thanatopolis 04:34
Like the thinly layered fragrance over top your head Like the faintest apparition hov’ring round your bed You've got a cricket for a conscience and a chamber full of closets of rags And every single thing that you want to do Gets put in the corner like a pair of shoes I’ve sent my application in for a chair on the convent of nails And I’m this crazy, unprepared After every premonition that you couldn’t heed Still the fires in his eyes provide the precious seed You are a master and a servant and a trend, and maybe a friend But when I slept with fishes it grieved you so And when I watched my chest cave, bargained for the role Of the potter turned debris, the needle in his perfect hands And I’m this crazy, unprepared Now I’m lost, I will pay the cost All around me, I’m yours After every spark of light has left your tattered home When you shake the loamy soil from your tired bones Still he sleeps inside the threshold fire, waiting for that day to arrive Will you leave the city gates for a gentle spring? Will you trade your trinkets in for a foreign king? Can you see far past the pyre heap, the beauty laid in store for your eyes?

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released March 7, 2013

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