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Rabbit Holes

by Rags & Bones

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1.
Rabbit Holes 05:29
Rabbit Holes We forgot the teachings, we lost the artifacts, But we discovered science, the art of facts, Ain’t nothing we can’t measure, we’ll know it all someday: How far it is to heaven, how much does one soul weigh? But the closer that you look the less it all makes sense All those particles and waves sittin’ on the fence And every time you try to find which one is which for sure They wink at you, trade places, and slip on out the door Don’t matter how far down you dig Can’t find no solid ground It’s rabbit holes and turtles, all the way down It’s Cheshire cats and vampire bats And the eerie silent song Everything’s been singing, Everything’s been singing Everything’s been singing all along But hey, who listens to the background music anyways? Ain’t we way too busy planning out our busy days? Days that always end up shy of what you think you’ve got Left to try to untie your tangled knot. The closer that you look, the less it all makes sense It’s all so full of empty but it all looks so dense Each time you cut a thinner slice from the mystery of life You’re gonna have to find a little sharper knife Don’t matter how far down you dig Can’t find no solid ground It’s rabbit holes and turtles, all the way down It’s Cheshire cats and vampire bats The eerie silent song Everything’s been singing, Everything’s been singing Everything’s been singing c Phillip Rosenberg
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Smokey Joe's 04:23
SMOKEY JOE’S It’s 4am on sunset the traffic’s movin’ slow, The purple neon flashes: “Come on in, we never close.” Outside, the line is forming, the wannabees all flirt They buzz around the doorman, liftin’ up their skirts Inside the royalty reclines In the afterglow The congregation’s gatherin’ downstairs at Smokey Joe’s There’s Mr. Clark and Johnny and everyone can tell Those smiles that they’re wearin’ are illegal as hell They’re slicing red tomatoes, the home grown variety And laughin’ like those good ol’ boys can laugh in Tennessee And guy, he’s drinkin’ whiskey, a single malt, you know, The kind you can’t find anywhere ‘cept down at Smokey Joe’s Bobby’s quite the joker, you cannot pin him down Between those devil’s horns he sports a dark and thorny crown He whispers to Johanna "Let’s get out while we can Before they turn us all into statues made of sand Yeah come on, lets go fishin’ I brought my line and pole There’s always something bitin’ downstairs at Smokey Joe’s." Lenny’s old ‘n horny and in his holy way Perfectly imperfect he removes his clothes to pray And everybody’s bowin' to gods unseen again For every drop of golden ink that passed down through their pens Yeah, thanks for "What’s it to ya" and “Everybody Knows” They’re singing “Hallelujah” downstairs at Smokey Joe’s Tom parks his ol’ ’55, slips on his hat and coat He takes another swig o’ wine, he takes another toke There’s paparazzi everywhere, but Tom walks in unseen They’re busy interviewing the home comin’ queen Well, her lips are fat as oysters but the doorman, he says “No That ain’t the look they’re lookin’ for downstairs at Smokey Joe’s." I know its unappealing to see me on my knees Beggin' like an orphan “Just a crumb, sir, if you please” But who else can I turn to in my hour of need To save me from the oblivion of mediocrity Now, who are you to criticize? I saw you with your soul Whisperin’ to the devil out behind Smokey Joe’s. © Phillip Rosenberg
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Windy Day 04:31
Windy Day Just when i got my arms around it, I lost my grip and let it fall Just when I thought I’d finally found it I found it wasn’t what i wanted after all I thought I had it so together Watched it all blow away Seems a man can spend forever Sweeping leaves on a windy day You know I try to keep my chin up I try to look on the brighter side Go out and buy another trinket Like another trinket might satisfy I thought i held you close enough But i let you slip away Trying to keep a hold on love Is sweeping leaves on a windy day. I watch the world going crazy Watch it spinning out of control Watch my friends trying to change things Well, trying to change things can take it’s toll. Man, we fought that revolution, Maybe these chains are here to stay Left me broken, disillusioned Sweeping leaves sweeping leaves on a windy day c Phillip Rosenberg

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released August 10, 2016

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