Telepathy

by Les Hayden

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neilm199 Love it! Tunes to keep positive to (while testing negative!) in these “strange and unusual times” etc.
Another excellent job Mr Hayden👌🏻
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1.
Come Untangled There is no sweet relief here Scratching that itch just makes it worse And those thoughts won’t come untangled If you flinch every time they hurt Knee deep in the woods is where you see this through You see neither tree nor woods until you see this through Knee deep in the woods is where you see this through You see neither tree nor woods until you see this through Now come untangled It’s nothing but a knot in your head That you pull tighter With every backward step And here we are once again There is no sweet relief here Scratching that itch just makes it worse And those thoughts won’t come untangled If you flinch every time they hurt Knee deep in the woods is where you see this through You see neither tree nor woods until you see this through Knee deep in the woods is where you see this through You see neither tree nor woods until you see this through Now come untangled Geppetto made a doll out of wood Now cut these strings and move of your own accord How I would If I could Shake this off and wake up
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Sinister 04:05
Sinister They say left handed means generally smart Cus when they’re babies they work extra hard Cus the world isn’t built for them, right down to opening doors So things that come to most with natural ease Become a problem in the brains of the weird And the extra hard work is a boon in their formative years I think my brain was glued in back to front I like so many things that most people don’t I have always been what the kids at school call weird But you know that cavemen started roaming in mobs Maybe the loners are just highly evolved Smacked up like Lance, breaking away from the peloton Well, people are cruel sometimes You’ve gotta learn how not to mind Or otherwise you’ll change yourself to fit within their lines They’ve got brick walls for eyes When they shout ‘weirdo’ it can feel like a curse But I can think of at least one thing that’s worse Let your weird light shine so the others can find you And they say that names are unlike sticks and stones But you are more than just the sum of your bones And I hope you don’t break from the weight of them calling Things evolve Problems solved by mutation, genes gone wrong We came from the sea through happy accidents Through vocal cords that learned to speak by mutation, some shout ‘freak’ The irony is lost on some The ordinary overrun But the beauty of the world lies in the freak They say left handed means generally smart Cus when they’re babies they work extra hard Because the world isn’t built for them
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Spurious 04:46
Spurious Wait around for lazy saints and burn the eiderdown There’ll be no distraction, neither sight nor sound Waltz around like kings and queens, proudly glimmering Of the flesh you own and the rot that won’t set in Darkle, tinct, may I be frank, that you do still run Though our story ends the protagonist goes on Wait around for lazy saints, I hope you’re doing well Because your disciples can’t decide themselves Mother Mary, drop me a line Your son’s been out all night cold and crying And I can’t get the fix out his arm in the dark He checked my spine for a watermark And I came up spurious I always knew I was a lie God failed the polygraph Everything’s broken inside Mary Magdalene, what’s going on? You and your boys and a squadron of dogs That ate the body and drank up the blood Just like any good follower should, well Did they get halos? Are they up there in the sky? Wagging their tails A hungry look in their eye
4.
Deuteranomaly Camouflage colours side by side If blue and green seem alike that’s Due to deuteranomaly But maybe the sky is green We see alike in ways But It isn’t quite the same Sugar razor, bite the hand away Old Albert watched a running clock Sat on a yellow bus and He wondered, ‘would time itself be right If seen at the speed of light?’ And, of course, he was right It isn’t quite the same Sugar razor, bite the hand away
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Anona 02:48
Her name is Anona, but she doesn’t answer to that A soul like an ocean and grin like a Cheshire cat She squeaks when she speaks in a voice that is made out of jam And all Occam’s razor would say is there’s another, the end I don’t know why I don’t know the spell I’m under is only a veil Beneath it the sweetness has faded away I don’t know the spell I’m under is only a veil There’s nought wrong with speaking, we’re friendly, I’m barely aware There is no commotion, an ocean away from affair But between the lines there might be something more that was said And I’d be a liar if I hoped it was all in my head I don’t know why I don’t know the spell I’m under is only a veil Beneath it the sweetness has faded away I don’t know the spell I’m under is only a veil I don’t know why I don’t know the spell I’m under is only a veil Beneath it the sweetness has faded away I don’t know the spell I’m under is only a veil
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Golly Gosh 04:09
Golly Gosh Roll away and hide And burn away the lie Everybody loves sweet Carol-Anne She got everybody eating out of the palm of her hand And her mother and her father are never gonna understand Boxes for the books And keys left on a hook Everybody love that jelly roll But every now and then you gotta get the engine under control And the truth is I’ve not seen this ever before Is Divers mine or yours? I’ve never been sure Oil on the drive as she’s pulling away You know it’s a mistake but it’s far too late to say You can keep it, I don’t need it anymore Those songs are broken They just sound like a slamming door Golly gosh, it got a hold on you You couldn’t stop now if you wanted to You’re falling out of grace It’s as obvious as the nose on your face Have a lollipop, you little child Doing what you want without compunction The gum lost all its taste Used and thrown away
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Victor 06:20
Victor Victor, mate, this is long past a joke Your dear monster’s not pulleys and rope Unaware of the rules of behaviour for where he’s been thrown Built from parts like a substitute pet Limping round with a bolt through his neck Like a beacon that screams to the world that he shouldn’t exist Tell me, how can he talk without lying when born into this? And the mob acts as mobs always act Kill the monster with fire and axes Attack and think after the act has redacted the flaw Well I saw what they did, I don’t feel like myself anymore Justifying the game that they play With their stories of devils and flames Like a sermon delivered by robots, no stake in the game So detached from their actions, and proud of their merciful slaying Burned alive Windmill afire Through heat haze both focus and blur are entwined As one world lessens… …one arrives From my first life A woman I loved kneeling down at my side Soothing apparition Blur the line The violence is mine Born fully formed, but confused as a child Everything forgiven She takes my hand like we’re at the Grand Curtain drawn, opening chord from the band Then the light flickers… Victor, mate, this is long past a joke Your dear monster’s not pulleys and rope Unaware of the rules of behaviour for where he’s been thrown

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released November 10, 2020

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