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all i have is a hammer
now everything looks like a nail
you can use your truculent manner
either way you still might fail
when you lack the means of persuasion
you can motivate with fear
you can heal the wounds of a nation
or put poison in their beer
but all i have is a hammer
now everything looks like a nail
it looks like a nail
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Minting Angels
07:36
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race to the bottom
at a breakneck pace
fear and suspicion
occupy your face
follow the outcome
but deny the cause
busy defending
never taking a pause
weaponized good guys
they sit on their thumbs
try to look fierce
but the oeuvre is dumb
go to your corner
and you mumble your chant
reaching for logic
but you see you just can’t
we’re minting angels
cranking them out like a broken factory
we know it’s painful
still we continue
we think it makes us free
so we cry
and we scream
proud and disdainful
and dying in this dream
still minting angels
twisted and shameful
the endgame of extremes
leaders who follow
policy pays
lovers of profit
this domestic malaise
killers and children
grownups and death
exceptionalism to their dying breath
we’re minting angels
cranking them out like a broken factory
we know it’s painful
still we continue
we think it makes us free
so we cry
and we bleed
proud and disdainful
still dying in this dream
still minting angels
curious pastime
a debt we can’t redeem
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Syllable
06:56
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frozen
chosen
broken
spoken
motion
chokin’
stolen
swollen
lotion
colon
woven
roman
open
cloven
oaken
token
omen
potion
bowmen
no one
boson
showman
ocean
slogan
goes and
toes and
foes and
pros and
hose and
rows and
those and
pose and
reopen
implosion
corrosion
devotion
demotion
commotion
emotion
explosion
pavlovian
below one
formosan
abdomen
in motion
unbroken
fallopian
promotion
custodian
cambodian
newtonian
smithsonian
utopian
jacksonian
draconian
mongolian
interwoven
locomotion
metazoan
mesocolon
oxytocin
semicolon
protozoan
ibuprofen
theologian
patagonian
babylonian
amazonian
oregonian
ethiopian
jeffersonian
nickelodeon
it’s in the word
it’s what you heard
and anyway
it’s what we say
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Up To Me
05:51
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got a feel for the feeling
got a taste of the beat
now I stand in the foyer
seeking sources of heat
i can see through the window
for an hour or two
playing nasty percussion
don’t know else to do
and I see
and I see
it’s up to me
totally me, to me, to me
up to me
up to me, in the melody
up to me
up to me in the harmony
i can hear what is missing
i can feel what’s wrong
taste the words and the rhythm
feel the feel of song
and I know, I know it’s derivative
and I hear, I hear, it’s not provocative
it’s up to me
it’s up to me
up to me
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No In Betweens
03:53
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lost the current
flow the tide
cling for life
i quake inside
it’s in everything
but nothing still
how your love exceeds
my strength of will
i can feel your breath
it surges free
in a susurration
next to me
i am swept away
i swim and ride
the intoxication
of this tide
through the days
as i walk my road
i can see the banks
that overflowed
the force of life
your love exceeds
is undefined
by other means
no in betweens
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Moment Of Reckoning
05:08
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no need to worry
if eagles pass you by
you can see their cartwheels turning
dark against the sky
i’m past believing
my faith is in my hands
no time for grieving
for those nonexistent lands
imagined geography
places i’ll never see
no need to wonder
it stands before you now
you have achieved it
without even knowing how
peace for the giving
and comfort for the strong
the final days of those
who never could be wrong
the moment of reckoning
move on to a better thing
with the threat of hell
if we don't behave well
it's a carrot and a stick
and a ringing bell
and they tell me to look
at all the truth in the book
round and round and round
until i'm overtook
it's a leap of faith
coming out of the gate
my credulity is strained
i have to speculate
all this pie in the sky
it's where you go when you die
but it kinda makes me wonder
if they're telling a lie
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Axe In The Attic
06:06
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an axe in the attic and
a room in a tree
easy protection from
the rising sea
i walk in the sand and i
leave prints in my wake
passing reminders of
a legacy break
once in motion and
twice devotion and
thrice the ocean and
four more to go
coming nearer than
that broken mirror that
makes it clearer than
you'll ever know
an axe in the attic and
a raft in my bed
damocles ocean held
held back by a thread
i look to the sea and i
build bunkers to hide
muted reminders that
we pass with the tide
red for blood and it's
blue for the sky and it's
black for exctinction and
we all know why
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We Linger On
04:20
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one more is gone
we linger on
invented face
we see the place
you push the row
you see them go
we pass them by
we say goodbye
we catch their eye
we don’t know why
you push the row
you see them go
one more is gone
we linger on
we catch their eye
we don’t know why
you push the row
you see them go
we pass them by
we say goodbye
goodbye
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Face That I Knew
05:40
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pieces of eight and a
and a room with a view
heated debate but i
i don’t know about you
i can believe that you
that you don’t really care
venting your rage like a
like a a rouge khmer
i can believe in my
in my owning my side
in so many ways you were
just along for the ride
still when the storm came i
i was shocked and dismayed
you laid out the mayhem like
like a holy crusade
a crusade
i can do battle, yes
yes, and i can do harm
i can make noise like a
like a fire alarm
but you go to war chanting
like a song of kali
emotional bloodbath
that tints the sea
i am afraid of the
of the man i became
burning with rage in an
in an ocean of flame
violent stranger with
with a face that i knew
anger’s contagious and
and i got it from you
from you
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all i have is a hammer
now everything looks like a nail
you can use your truculent manner
either way you still might fail
when you lack the means of persuasion
you can motivate with fear
you can heal the wounds of a nation
or put poison in their beer
but all i have is a hammer
now everything looks like a nail
it looks like a nail
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Michael Fisher Dallas, Texas
Michael Fisher is a multi-instrumental songwriter and composer from Los Angeles, living in North Texas. His music, a tuneful and textured variety of electronica that draws influences from all across the musical spectrum, is available for publishing and licensing. ... more
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