A Proxy of Noise CD/Art Book 1999 Nothing Ent.
500 made, comes with 10"x10" hard bound art book
1.Silence Blooming
joe/drums,guitars,vocals
jenn/bass,vocals,clarinet
Like a shell it carries the sea
Gentle foam washing to shore
mysteries of the deep
Subtle hum
Breaking up a mesmerizing beauty
Incapacitating radar
Building seasons
Touch controlling
Silence Blooming
In a slow dance
leading
Feel the temp in vertigo
the elements reminiscing
"Well I never"
mutters the feedback
He's in the same booth
as the goddess who bought my ticket
Faiths's ignorance of noise is charming
Abounding growth so rudely interrupted
There's no hiding from that snooty voice
A million eyes
would like to punch a hole right threw you
But that static
riding high on its own purpose of being
Reflects laser eyes
With a critic's cynicism
3. Watching time with the insides
joe/drums,guitars,vocals
jenn/bass,vocals,clarinet
rick/guitar
alan/keyboards
Rebuilding my the memories
A pace closer to repair
Whit faces suck into the walls
While the tide of ignorance copulating with the residence
moves in
Dial light the fire
Crackle of white noise keeps the insides warm
Mute of emotion
Flashback frames the moment
and the starting has begun again
Loose cannon try a gun
Because its never enough with the tongue
Slowdown
10. The Night
joe/drums,guitars,vocals
jenn/bass,vocals
The time goes
replaying time
light up a room
sometimes
falling heavy
gently and here comes the night
The end of dawn
Light up a safe light
In the rooms we use
It helps to play God
Contrast illuminance
Corners carry meaning
Swallowing clarity
Imagination sing song
Frozen under layers again
Shapes to free form
Good night
14. In the Living
joe/drums,guitars,vocals
jenn/bass,vocals,clarinet
rick/guitar
Hello
It looks like you beat me to the other side
The younger the more tragic
And all the rest in varying proportions
I hope you've found something in the afterlife
Wouldn't it be nice
to have all the answers tonight
I've been so close to visiting you
I guess you're going to get a head start
on learning everything
Remembering the ups and downs of conversation
wrapped up in living fury
And I'm not so sure if death frightens me
I try and keep my distance
These funerals of the enlightened
always make my skin crawl
I hope you don't mind my absence
So in this presence of mortality
I sing to all my dying friends
"Can't wait to visit you in the future"
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