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My Rebirth (American Wings)
Drifting without measureNo point of returnDriftingSlowlyOnly to burnPassing prisonsAnd nurseries of mindLeaving cindersOnly to find That it’s my rebirthThe American wingsThat shineAnd it’s my rebirthThe American wingsSublime I’ve seen it beforeI’ve been one of youThe chains of controlThe carnival fool Falling through the theaterWatching the dogsApplaudingSoftlyPleasing the godsFinding lanternsAnd houses of crimeBathe in ashesOf lovers…
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Electric Cockerel
The life you treat like poisonComes running up your veinsIt’s gonna spread destructionDead fingers reach your brainStop acting like a martyrYou’re not the only oneFake golden age above usLights up a deadly sun Shining on the clock on your wallElectric cockerel starts to glow You’re living in illusionInside a plastic boxNo time for soul transfusionYou…
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Moon in the Gutter
Cold romance, dead arms, cold kissOne way street and one way kidsIn the same old club to the same old beatThey drink champagne and move their feetTo the beat of a perfect pairTo the rhythm of euphoric despair Old loves die hardIf they ever, ever dieOld loves die hardIf they ever, ever die Moon in…
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Harvest
Mirrored sun is blinking downIn numb approaching styleHear the chimes of tomorrowClearly for a whileListen to these bells collapsingInto endless voicesSky-shape silhouetteIs dancing on her choices Children praising for the rayOf lonely distant sunSurrounded by the purple cloudsIn their skywards runSaid and done the master saidIt’s easy to complainThe tempting voice of Lady GrassIs in…
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Peace
I value peace… spitting out pieces of teethscraps of broken vinylI deal with the beaston a kitchen chairtuning my banjo, smiling to the photographof an American PoetessI make coffee – it smells of gasoline, the citycrawls up my veins, the spider-pumpflashes cold electric lightlaying shades on faces behind the windowa gigantic eye collectsthe evidence of…
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A Warhol
When I grow upI want to be a warholpixeldotillegible writing When I grow upI want to be absentgrayillusivefate avoiding If I grow upI want to be a kidstaringat filthygallery wallsemptied outpaintings When I grow upI want to be a warholwhite lightfigureeternally waiting If I grow upI want to be a sleepsoothingwaveofeuthanasiareincarnating When I grow upI…
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Love is a Fungus
I came across this ancient graffitiat the vegetable shop’s wallin fluorescent paintthere stooda statement of attentiona statement to be reckonedwith:“love is a fungusand the street’s where it grows…”it suggested a whole epicafter… there were all these green thingspresentand they sure taste like your bodilyodorsand love is a fungus,yes sirindeed…it reminds me of how are you…
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The Flowers of Vesuvius
can’t pick the flowers of Vesuviusanymorethey’ve become golden gypsy ringsfor death’s slickelegantfingersthe ones which wrote all mypoems they’ve become stones on the roadto nowherethey’ve become the road’scruelcrowningachievements they’ve become the pointlesswanderer’strophythe Polish man of the mountain’slegend can’t pick the flowers of Vesuviusany more then why I still madly hold on tothe emptyclandestinevasein other people’shellcorridorof long-gone…
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Electrocity
City black, future’s cryDirty smokestacks reach the skyHighways serve as the city veinsRepulsive views, they’re still the sameBlack and gray, gray and blackTower blocks in half they crackSociety’s a great machineSenseless, lifeless, cruel and mean The day and the night are the sameLook, the sky’s all shrouded with urban shadowsSo why won’t we leave this…
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Ra?
instant continents drive onlooped foodstudied papers are everywhere: acceptance,the discussed mind; ageand thought as scrapswalls cloud motoridealized, poeticized –climbing aboardhair buses, expecting cage wishesto endwhere highways developclustered tasks and metal Ra – outthere collapsingextra trafficbeing weights nothingnessmere bagfuls of happywhere far eyes have desertionon the rocksin a beautiful uphill housein vacant gardenswatering a took seen…
Adam from Mu
Inspired by Folk, Blues, Psychedelic Rock, Krautrock, Electronica, Punk, Industrial, and Noise Rock I make music alone and with friends since 1998.
Adam from Mu 