It's one hazy panoply Recount this halcyon age I turn to Anthony When he turned to Karleinz and Cage
But no one's really there Does that mean it's done in vain If no one really cares I'm back to acting strange
Like Daniel Johnston in Texas At some point in the eighties Passing out his cassettes with The j-card that he drew oh did he ever expect it I guess it's just what happens when the music's a respite The world is so appalling and you come to detest it
And you could say that I was nervous then Fairly awkward now Leave the speakers loud When you feel self doubt If there's any chance That we'd still hang out We could detail dreams While we stare at passing clouds
Those modal masterworks Atonal oeuvres it seems When I ask afterwards All message lost inbetween The shifting aperture Depicting sun-soaked scenes I guess they resonate
That's Universal Consciousness Take two of Ascension The Shape of Jazz to Come and Laurie Spiegel's inventions O'Rourke or Zorn and Oliveros all deserve mention You're dancing in a room and no one's paying attention
Addressing my reception with a focused eye To the passing clouds I'll be there for you When you're feeling down Any given day You can find me 'round In a despondent way In a study best called brownTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
