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The Mediator Between Head And Hand Is The Heart

by No Time To Think

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1.
It is my deepest desire is to writhe in my own empire To fathom the distinction between the fools and to thwart my invisible enemies Rocking uncontrollably to mire all the precious things To insulate the frustrating civilness that kept away my dark side And love, love, love is all we ever had The sum of all we were to start out with Adhesive to the cosmic flow But you take it away You take it away It is my deepest desire is to writhe in my own empire To fathom the distinction between the fools and to thwart my invisible enemies Penetrating the restricted domain of deepest urges To stock away the drum that beats the inner darkness of my ego And love, love, love is all we ever had The sum of all we were to start out with Adhesive to the cosmic flow But you take it away You take it away I hope you are happy You have done so well Pleased to see undoubted success Good luck Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck you
2.
Slowly Dying 04:11
You say you hold all empathy for the world And it’s breaking down your system You say they said life isn’t worth living Why not just live it to prove them wrong? Look at you, just a human being crying You wonder are you still alive, or are you slowly dying You say they cast you out for the curses you wear And all your institutions are going down But you keep bathing in hollowed ignorance Inside the shadows of everyone’s minds Look at you, just a human being lying You wonder are you still alive, or are you slowly dying You say the caressing of the man is holding you away And all you earned has just been dumb luck And you keep starring into the fading sun Thinking if you’re lucky you’ll see someone Look at you, just a human being sighing You wonder are you still alive, or are you slowly dying You say salvation comes from above And I am doomed to fall so far But you have never have stopped to think To think of what have you become Look at you, just a human being trying You wonder are you still alive, or are you slowly dying You talk into the phone, into a dial tone You go so far to show yourself you’re not alone And you keep coming back to a place Of ruined pathways and colorful vagabonds Look at you, just a human being denying You wonder are you still alive, or are you slowly dying
3.
It’s getting late and I’m feeling that old spark When I used to be a rock star Cuz I been thinking of my high school friends They can now see me all the time I helped children to grow up And now they don’t need me anymore For neither my parents or the executives Ever warned me that things sometimes get old Now it feels really strange now To say that I have to start living a normal quiet life My face isn’t melting off my head anymore And my name is no longer worn out And the only pain that lingers Are the questions that won’t leave my mind Who was I singing for when I was touring? Why can’t I listen to my old records anymore? I'm finally free
4.
You sell them paper They live in cages A dream is only a dream to them At the most inconvenient times Sometimes they go fucking crazy They can pretend to be anything they want Then they breed And their kids wanna kill themselves Why is it confusing when you're old? Their mind’s abused And the whole family's patiently waiting In places with copywrited products Now there’s a hole That their minds are trying to hide So they buy things To get temporary positive emotions They pay people to express themselves To communicate to others They find loyalty To superficial things And that is how they choose to live They have eyes and ears So do I It's a small world after all
5.
How am I supposed to approach it When I'm so unused to it I don't want the scenery to change Just start it for me I don't have the guts And I can say that's what I want Cuz I just did I know you are better than me At some things, this especially I get really nervous playing games To which I don't understand all the rules And I can say that's what I want Cuz I just did You should know what I want by now Without a word from me I know you're good at reading people Just this once give me some charity Please don't remind me I know I'm not perfect You should know now Before it's of no use Her lime light, silk skin Wakes the dead buried within Close mind closes the door Turns a red cheek and your freedom into war Memories go impressions last So no use trying to fix a broken past Carnival of things that could go right or wrong Is that what is taking so long? Yeah I could really like her If I really wanted to But she doesn't need that now I'll wait Curious killed the cat but the cat's killing me Everybody trying to tell me what to believe Air's too dry, dust on the shelf Does this pretty girl have anything left? Yeah I could really like her If I really wanted to But she doesn't need that now I'll wait She'd let me know if it was too late She wouldn't answer her phone if it was
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Fantasy 07:11
Ever escalating is the writer in his fantasy cage As noble and dramatic as junkie trapped on stage Barred as the patient waiting neural spell Strong as my affection like a child’s dream in a wishing well Fried like a prophet’s hold of control Unsure of things like how refuges are consoled Rotted like an eye’s mystery unraveled Endless like the earth the wind has traveled And you could let it go And pilot away from tyranny And you could change Escape into the free But it’s just not good enough for you Concrete as the plastic on the harlot’s face Celestial like the angels of outer space Overwhelming as deepness of your thirst Fresh as the infant whose spirit is nursed And you could let it go And pilot away from tyranny And you could change Escape into the free But it’s just not good enough for you Blessed like a killer on the day of his doom Eternal like the god buried in his tomb Determined like a beast from the wild As pure as the evil of a child And you could let it go And pilot away from tyranny And you could change Escape into the free But it’s just not good enough for you
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The old drunken man said he had a song in his heart “I got the money if you got the time, I’ve been hung to dry from the start” The prostitute in dirty rags took the note and hid it clean Said “two for a dollar, third ones for free if you can paint my house green” So gimme a new outlook Give me a lucky thrill You got the pills And I got time to kill So tell me what I want to know She would always ask me "which way do the crooked winds blow?” Well the sailor on the Atlantic said I wanna see the stars The captain said "son you’re miles and miles too far" So his first mate, which was his wife, spilled wine on the floor And then said “who needs it? I don’t need to walk anymore.” So down on Broadway, the mistrals of the streets play With all the surrogates and passer-bys blocking the way No one could hear them speak even if they bowed down and tried So they gave up and they drove out to get their eyes on the prize So gimme a new outlook Give me a lucky thrill You got the pills And I got time to kill So tell me what I want to know She would always ask me "which way do the crooked winds blow?” I spoke to God on the mountain, screaming what’s the next scene He said” Boy be quiet! You got years left to dream.” Then I woke up, and spoke up about modern philosophy Just to come back where I started and retry some history The dying man in the pawnshop screams about how he’s been a victim of fate While the stubborn man and the bookworm end the endless debate I’ll bet you my Irish blood the paint on the house is dry While the drunken man begs the trick girl to suck him dry So gimme a new outlook Give me a lucky thrill You got the pills And I got time to kill So tell me what I want to know She would always ask me "which way do the crooked winds blow?”
9.
Just wanna start over Just want another chance Actions pushing me further into the ground Two roads leading me to opposite reactions Best I keep tight ‘Till my mediator comes Just wanna start all this over Just want another chance Thoughts contradicting my body’s mindset Two strangers passing in a murky crowd Best keep quiet ‘Till my mediator comes Just rationalizing all the existential energy flowing Just rationalizing all the refracted complements Just rationalizing my soul’s escape plan Just rationalizing the paranoia cycles Just rationalizing all the abstract addictions Just rationalizing my fragile neurons Just rationalizing all my libido’s convolutions Just rationalizing my innate desire My innate desire To be loved Just have to start over Just need another chance Heart pulling me to deeper waters Two suns at the day’s draw to a close Best keep satisfied ‘Till my mediator comes
10.
As the story man says death The kids act so weird The egotistic is so afraid There’s just so much to fear Nothing is stopping Jack the Ripper He’s got a winning streak It’s been raining since ten days ago And no one’s fixing the leaks The keyholes always been broken To the man with new shoes He knows he will save us all He's sipping a coke, reading the news All the goodbyes in the world Would never do you good Especially when you sitting on top of the world Like everyone should Well Johnny-Boy made a sin He made the whole world freeze He asked for my forgiveness Down on his hands and knees As the socialist holy caretaker Goes off to fight a war Against some strange eastern countrymen The world never saw before It’s nearing 3:00 The drunkards are on the streets And all the loyal businessmen Keep kissing all their feet All the goodbyes in the world Would never do you good Especially when you sitting on top of the world Like everyone should Now a man in a limozine Watching the national game He sips another smoke While giving lab rats new names Far away in the factory That makes everything you buy An aristocratic family man Falls on his head and cries The moon is always glowing Dear Mother gets no respect When I heard you did this What else would I expect? All the goodbyes in the world Would never do you good Especially when you sitting on top of the world Like everyone should As the army is freeing a country The vice-president has a laugh Everyone’s lining up Georgey-boy is giving autographs No, I could not believe it When he spat on my face He said love aint love in here You sir, are a disgrace So I ran home, over a bridge Asking for directions there When a man said go strait I said, there is nothing there All the goodbyes in the world Would never do you good Especially when you sitting on top of the world Like everyone should Muhammad is so annoyed He’s dying to be shown Christ won’t stop complaining He says he’s too unknown The Renaissance is down the hallway They’re all just so bright When they came back to the future All that was wrong was right As the end is nearing The blade's gentle caress Blankets a million fools But me, I’m cold and depressed The words that I’m hearing I’ll hear again in 50 years Not unless I’m watching you That is if your still here All the goodbyes in the world Would never do you good Especially when you sitting on top of the world Like everyone should
11.
Closing Time 03:49
Closing time on my mind Can’t chase it, so unkind You’ll replace me in some time I’m the forgettable kind Can’t shake you from my mind As my roads unwind I’ll meet you in some time Until then my eyes go blind But I feel fine I feel safe alone And my heart's feeling kind I'll make it on my own Closing time on my mind Just begging for a sign Keep lessons close behind Misguided, colorblind Can’t shake you from my mind Cast darkness and you’ll shine Feel my skin, cross the line Don’t worry, there’s still time But I feel fine I feel safe alone And my heart's feeling kind I'll make it on my own Closing time close behind Feel mortal feel divine Can’t shake you from my mind Don’t worry I’ll be fine
12.
Honey Baby Girl you don't need to worry If you don't want to be with me I can always let you go All you gotta do is let me know We all got to be free No one knows this more than me Honey Baby Girl we can still be friends Aint to reason for us to pretend

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released December 10, 2009

all songs written and performed by Seamus Donnelly

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From douchey solo acoustic to doucheier experimental music that should illegal to make to begin with... I lost my train of thought.

How to describe Seamus (said douchebag)... A liberal yahoo who thinks crypto currency is dumb but loves Arby's.
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