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Uncle Aqua
05:30
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I didn’t see it, but I heard the impact from my home
It altered the structural makeup of the town.
They said we need it, this whole place is too overgrown
This scratching and sneezing will drive us all out
I opened my window (*but pronounced “winder”) and heard a man whisper - “It’s Uncle Aqua”
When it was first built, this deep sea set fortress was clean
The town planners didn’t anticipate this
So then as time passed, the place got too fuzzy and green
It clogged up the plumbing and made us all itch
He’s done in one hour. We need it, the power of Uncle Aqua.
“Oh! What have we here, another place in need?
A common problem this is, oh yes indeed!
Oh! Are you surprised to learn of on what I feed?
A prized and coveted treat for my particular breed!”
You should have seen him have at it - the algae and dulse!
A frenzied explosion of feathers and scum.
Purify waters once murky and glum.
DIVEBOMB IN, SIMPLY DEMOLISH THE DIATOMS — RELENTLESSLY PECK AND WITH SUCH RECKLESS FERVOUR HE’S DONE!
More “bunga”, less “cower”. The next time you shower, thank Uncle Aqua.
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Every day I wake up in the morning and I FAIL! FAIL! FAIL!
I’ve got it easy, man how can I resist? It’s a life of abundance.
So what if I don’t live until a hundred and ten, I’m still ready for anything
Those doomy thoughts concerning why I exist are so easily silenced!
And I know there’s things happening in my body that are ugly and so dirty
I try to tell myself I’m fine as I am, I try to do the very best that I can
And I’ve established that I have a problem with keeping well
Every noon I head on out the front door and I LOSE! I LOSE!
I'm not contrary, I just never agree with anything ever
I never take advice that’s given to me, hey but I’m down for whatever!
Feelings of fun and general good happy vibes can turn easily violent
And I know that my friends are only trying to help, but when they don't, they’re enablers!
Around the corner is another onslaught of other perfectly edge-cutting retorts
I’m so addicted to the chase for some sort of victory
Every night I crawl back into bed and I’m WRONG! I’M WRONG! IT’S ALL WRONG!
I’m glad, I’m fortunate, I love that you’re here to witness my bullshit!
Just let me gorge until it streams from my pores! I can’t get sa-tiated
I need to learn to plough on forward and go in reverse at the same time
And I know these things can only change in my life if I’m ready. Am I ready?
Is there a fuse short in my hippocampus? I haven’t been there but I’ve read the pamphlets
Can you blame me if I want to damn this all to hell? All to hell. All to…. Hell.
Every day I wake up in the morning and I FAIL! FAIL! FAIL! FAIL! FAIL! Etc
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We all lived in the moment, from one right until the next
I had no other plans, we had no other choices
They all struggled to find us, it was easy to miss us there
We existed alone in a city of millions
You started as children, I can recall so vividly
And I was a child too, we grew up together
I stayed in that moment For some semblance of stability
I tried to hold off -
Now I hold in that mouldy sigh..
Try to collate what’s important
It could be a tough goodbye, even if
Nobody even really liked it in there but me
Is there a lesson here somewhere? What if I’m sick of learning things?
What if the lesson counteracts other lessons?
I have so few answers, and you’ll be learning that more and more.
We resisted so long, all the standard conventions
Have I been made redundant? Is that how I can really tell?
If I’m doing my job well, why am I no longer needed?
Will you rent in a moment? Or can you afford your own?
And what is the payoff
When you pay off a stranger’s dream
Move on and do the same thing
I’m starting to get over starting over
When nobody even really liked it in there but me
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Quit Forever?
04:14
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I had a dream I was gone
Not dead, just uninvited from a new day dawn
Though I wasn’t there, how did I fare? Well..
You seemed to hold your applause
It’s not hard to not know what never was
And sure, time it takes, and yes I’m awake, I believe
I held that dream
But now I'm up alongside it, and it's hard to hide, let alone see if it's me, or how I've envisioned it to be
It's whatever, and it's never
Is it better to quit forever?
I can no longer speak, so I mime.
I watch all your faces, I fill in lines
I hope you all care, but yet I hate your stares, well..
I guess I'm not sad anymore.
But I don't want those things I've searched my whole life for
And I guess that’s ok, I’ll just go about my day
holding night, dropping sea - under the moon but o’er the trees
Drop it, please. But hold it tight! For one day you’ll blink out those stars in your eyes.
You remember your endeavour?
Is it better to quit forever?
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Toehider Melbourne, Australia
The work of musician Micheal Mills and artist Andrew Saltmarsh.
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