Of Light

by Tommy Santee Klaws

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released 11 September 2012

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Track Name: Straight Lines
I feel so alive, my body consists of straight lines. The cartilage, the cold flesh helps form straight lines. My throat, my chest, my cough, my rest form straight lines. Sleep-talker, sleep-walk away and form straight lines.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

My lows, my highs, my resin in pipes form straight lines. The thread in my clothes, ooh, nobody knows they form straight lines. But my body knows the foam out of my hitched-back mouth foams straight lines.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. I feel so alive.
Track Name: Nobodies
Ow, ow, ow.

We were told about wisdom that comes in light; what wisdom don’t come don’t hide. It don’t try, it don’t come close, but their bark is worse than their bite.

Ow, ow, ow.

Covered up in white, white gauze and bandages soaked in salt. Let my body drain for forty days--for forty days and forty nights. Organize my organs into jars; organize my body out of clothes.

Ow, ow, ow.

We don’t need no bodies. We don’t need nobodies.
Track Name: Eye Lights
Lay your body down, lay your body down, lay your body down now.

Come through the waste line, up through the pipes, shot out your mouth, man, and lights out your eyes.

Lay your body down, lay your body down, lay your body down now.

You took your time ‘cause it took its toll. Long breaths go a long way; don’t tarry, go.

Lay your body down, lay your body down, lay your body down now.

Breaking down the easy come. Breaking down the easy go. So don’t tarry, go.

Don’t tarry, go.
Track Name: Bed of Hair
Blanket us, bury us, in a bed of your hair. Twister twists in slow motion as we wait in lie. Waste in the wind colored the sky, but only for a moment. I hear your voice and I know you’re here. I hear your voice and I know you’re here. Driving slow, speed, pink, morning, it doesn’t matter the fine. You took it back, your white bandana; I thought I’d asked you to leave. So blanket us and bury us in a bed of your hair. I hear your voice and I know you’re here. I hear your voice and I’ve got collapsed lung.
Track Name: Lighthearted
I’ll be anyone but me, I’ll be. And you will lay the guilt down hard on me. I saw you broke your back for sympathy. Some fake blood and a brace for injury.

He cried out, cried out, cried out, cried out.

We don’t learn from our mistakes, do we? As if we’re brain-dead, dumb, and on the brink. Gnashed my teeth and spread out on the floor. Your face, it shined and terrified me so.

He cried out, cried out, the light broke, light broke.
Track Name: Pillared
And I don’t even care about that, mama. ‘Cause I don’t want to live like that, mama. El Shaddai, please open my eyes. The reflection off the glass cuts like knives. So I lay it out in straight, straight lines. And breathe the body of pure white light. You opened fire, you opened fire, you opened fire, the pillar of light. And I don’t even care about that.
Track Name: Little Doggie
It’s not real, the love you feel for me. It’s not real; it’s on the surface, not deep. It’s not real, the love you feel for me, the life you drained of me, the love you take from me. It’s not real, the love you feel for me, the life you drained of me, the love you take from me. But it’s not me; it’s in the way we speak. I’m not a real man, a strong man, a be-a-man kind of man. I won’t articulate for the sake of being kind. But I swear you’re in there somewhere making a fool of me.

Ah, ah, ah, ah, little doggie. Ah, ah, ah, ah, my best friend. Ah, ah, ah, ah, little body. Ah, ah, ah, ah, my best friend. It’s not real, the love you feel for me, the life you drained of me, the love you take from me. Ah, ah, ah, ah, little doggie.
Track Name: Blood of the Lamb
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na- na-na-na-na-na-na, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.

The dark is deep, the dark is wide, the fog rolled in and you turned white. Then my body, it fell flat. The dew was warm, your face was wet. Wisdom fails ‘cause war’s the word. If it’s not love then it’s not yours. So don’t wait, don’t wait too long, ‘cause he’ll be coming when the sun goes down and the night is long. But you wait, you might be damned, ‘cause I’ll be bathing under the sun in the blood of the Lamb. Oh, my body is not mine. I’ve become obsessed with what’s outside. I will be your lightning rod; will you be my lightning rod? So don’t wait, don’t wait too long, ‘cause he’ll be coming when the sun goes down and the night is long. But you wait, you might be damned, ‘cause I’ll be bathing under the sun in the blood of the Lamb.

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.

I told you everything, everything that I told them.