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They’re in the mohave among the flat-top buttes
There is wind in their boots
Their faces suited with hankerchiefs
With paramecium motifs
The black sky spins and Marcel’s wonderin’

Marcel, never mentioned the friend

They wanted to seize this for fatal disease has entered the fray.
Oh, Jesus, here there was no Messiah
Yet there was a fire that centered the brave

MARCEL!!

He wanted to soothsay his imminent doomsday for gauging this trip
For the time to take in all of those good things before he slips.

And this trip has gone astray.
The story might have slipped and gone its million ways.

It’s like a slipshod display, it’s got some teeth.
Congratulate me for facing this thing
But please don’t berate me ‘bout that song I’d like sing.
It’s like a quick shard cuts me so deep.
I can’t get this guitar out of my head, just take my keys.
Won’t you please play that song again today.

I have come to dispense all pretenses
Since I can’t bring my defenses.
I’ll have to leave my gear in this world of appearances.
The black sky spins, and Marcel’s wonderin’.
What should happen concerns me,
‘Cause I can’t discern the space from the fear.

Here, we’ll make us a fire, begin to inquire.
It’s easier here… to disappear.
Marcel… will turn to third person before it’s clear.
(Please come here, I think it’s really near.)

This ship has gone astray.
Health has slipped, it’s now in disarray.

It’s like a slipshod display, it’s got some teeth.
Eviscerating and ill-fating this thing.
There’ll be no satiating but to hear them sing.
It’s like a quick shard,cuts me so deep.
I can’t get this guitar out of my head, just take my keys.
The disc is in the glove compartment, won’t you please.
We’ll make a quick stop to praise your flaxen trees.
The Viceroy Butterflies just prayed for the deceased.
I’ve got to convince Sky to play that opus please.
Cause…it’s like a slipshod display, it’s got…

…it’s got…
it’s got...

Maybe please one more shot…

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from Eleventh Hour Shine, released June 13, 2014
Words and Music by Steven J. Lawrence

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Pragnus Gray Collective is a music project featuring songs written by Steven J. Lawrence with a rotating lineup of contributing musicians and recording artists.

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