Flower Lynx

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released January 25, 2014

credits for vocals, piano, keyboards, mandolin, acoustic guitar, electric guitar, percussion sampling, other sampling, recording, mixing, humming, tapping on guitar, fine-tuning and heavy cussing at computer freezing go to Flower Lynx.

Additional vocals on tracks 3 and 9 by Venus Smith.

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Track Name: Morning Would
Rustling down your mind
Rubicond nightowls in
Turning, dying light
I found
Corridors of sunny night
Sinking into clouds of joy

Should I not stir from my numb world
Suns dissolving into whirls
Should my body mourn its birth
Should it do you no good
Morning would

Rushing lips on my
Flying, lurid bliss in
Burning, soothing light
I found
Corridors of sunny night
Sinking into clouds of joy

Should I not stir from my numb world
Suns dissolving into whirls
Should my body mourn its birth
Should it do you no good
Morning would
Track Name: Snowflakes
Fingertips over strings, over keys
Rolled cigarettes and relativity
The flowers on your dress cry "deliver me"
Deliver us from instability
I don't know if it's god or Led Zeppelin or the sea
That makes me feel so fucking free

Don't meet me by the lake
Oh, how I'd love to be a fish once more
I'm happy when it snows
It feels so warm out in the cold

Is it because of dust in my eyes
that I can't tell the fields from the skies
Is it because my head still aches
That I lie down between snowflakes
I don't know if it's god or David Bowie or the weather
But I'm feeling so much better
So I thank you for the time we spent together
Ashes to ashes and crimson feathers

Don't meet me by the lake
Oh, how I'd love to be a fish once more
I'm happy when it snows
It feels so warm out in the cold
Track Name: Moses
Feel the grand falling in my hand
Between my brows, the tides never really land
Under a freight train, inside the rain
What a shame

Feel you hand in sketching paper strands
The Józefów pool, the turning of the land
It sounds like an answer, the air where you once were
Leaves in fall

Am I losing something?
Am I doing something?
Pole-birds taking more than they could ever inhale
White and pale go together well
Like moses and a catfish in a wishing well, well, well

See the toads paving salty roads
Switch your face into travelling mode
Eating some fish chips, resting your hips
All in all, can you hear me at all?

Am I losing something?
Am I doing somebody in?
Pole-birds taking more than they could possibly inhale
White and pale go together well
Like moses and a catfish in a wishing well, well, well
Track Name: Coffee, Weed & Cigarettes
Sometimes I feel like a used condom on the ground
The clit and cock of the universe have no need for me now
Been made and bought and torn and used like so many other kids
So many other bowling pins knocked over by the wind

Lord, I've got the walking blues
High or low, you gotta move
Coffee, weed & Cigarettes, it's like a minuet in a minaret...
I take a hit.

Every day I wake up with a different face,
Try to recreate the night's hallucinations
Like in a purple haze where my consciousness strays
I see
Flying armadillos, twenty willows in the sky
And a caterpillar sings the notes that loneliness brings
Sitting on the fingertips of the goddess of light
Forty days and thirty nights, it's alright, it's all bright
Waterfalls of smoke inside an envelope
And a stream of golden sunlight by the fire
Where the squire writes a love-note to a flower
And a flock of twenty-one-year-olds sings together:
"God bless America! God bless America!"

Sometimes I feel like another datum for the NSA
Like it doesn't matter what you say, doesn't matter where you pray
All of our facts are making love in Fort Meade, Maryland.
Track Name: River Calls
A porcelain peacock over your shoulder
Turn to the 2-step and words in disorder
Tell me about the times you'd swim into arrest
Tell me about the days I forget

I could jump into the cold water
Wrap myself inside the river
But not today... it's too nice out today

I can hear those river calls from farther and farther
Turning in circles like fish in the water
Tell me about the things neither of us could say
Tell me about it now -- I'll gladly stay.

I could jump into the cold water
Wrap myself inside the river
But not today... it's too nice out today