Mona Lisa Apple (Archaic, Seven Songs and "OS X Lion")

by Grandpa Was A Lion

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released 10 January 2012

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Track Name: In a Dream
in a dream
with white wolves all around you
on a sea
sits blue there without you and toils

in a dream
in a dream i swore i saw
you between two trees and the trees were me
and they fell

in a dream
in a dream i swore we were
two machines at peace in a bed that seemed like a war

in a dream
with white wolves all around you
on a sea
sits blue there without and toils
Track Name: Venus
the doctors wife stood naked
in the doorway looking royal
and talked about the mountain
as if it had been washed on out to sea
war came home
lights don't show
they burn you down
Track Name: Elvis
woke up and got on a plane
i'm writing to you so low
the science in the game
the words inside a frame
the smiles on all the people

and i wanted to believe
and i want you to know

im going to be king
im going to be hardened
a storm this ways a coming
im going to be king of rock and roll

i know you are
dancing on the ceiling
i wish you would
come back down
Track Name: Belgian Waves
I remember
walking around
crossing the bridge
where the car crashed
I remember
a farmhouse on fire
montana nights
in the summer

and I remember everything
Track Name: The Test Dream
she said oh
just let me go
in the storm
gently stoned
in a motor car
in a town where you are
well known
in the store

my body's breaking its shackles
and i feel right as rain
and all this talk about california
my body's breaking its shackles
and I feel right as rain
Track Name: OS X Lion
took down all the deities and demigods from off the wall
10 cent women were stringing up 25 cent words from the ceiling
helped my baby down off her pedestal
we got high in the kitchen
and watched the night become electric
in white

i feel you baby

sitting down here sad as hell
listening to Adele
i feel you baby
Track Name: Childish Untitled Poem # 9. Not A Mirror
yesterday when we were getting high
after the party
you would have liked me
i know you all too well
i said that we can kiss the past goodbye
but you weren't excited
there's no way to fight it
you can stay but shorty here i go

the lights are bright as fuck
in the city where im coming from
amy's dreaming up oceans

the wheels are still in flux
underneath the train im riding on
its keeping us in motion

i've been away too long
haven't i?
Track Name: An Imaginary Conversation with Leonard Bernstein
the television show was a car
and all of my cousins were the houses they grew up in

the trees were all waving their arms
danced for the people
played jazz for the ancients

I want to wake you up
Track Name: Rock and Roll
she calls me on the phone
and talks all about how she's getting out

she rows gentle down the stream
it's a nice idea
just a nice idea

and the bed you lay in is burning

marla i understand now
marla im always learning
marla my eyes are open
marla i understand now
Track Name: Post-Acid
all the lights the city shines are phasing in and out
all the while you sit and smile
its nice to know your down now
Track Name: War
she wanted everything
I laid it all down at her feet
stormed like a hurricane
down by the water

I am my father's son

starting a war
starting a war
starting a war
Track Name: Paris
Paris you are
a farmhouse on fire
the light of new york city from an airplane ride
bare feet on the wood floor
lightning in my hand
words they lose their meaning but you understand
Paris you are
a song up in my head
a door outside off it hinges that I painted red
death as a train
or a box down in the earth
or a nation in the throes of a violent birth
Paris you are
the shape of things to come
a demi-god in a white dress in the evening sun
a failed revolution
heartbreak hotel
sad eyed girls from the city saying they know me well
Paris you are
getting lost in the sound
the piano in the sun room of the sanatorium
the beatles after acid
leaving me in the lurch
the white wash paint peeling off a wooden church
the snow outside my window
light exploding in the dark
the re-evaluation of the world you love
Georgia's slow re-incarnation
your mama's mona lisa smile
sleeping in the garden just for a little while
the love down in the basement
the drugs down in my veins
standing on the front porch in the summer rain
the books we burned together
my morning whiskey bones
just a pretty voice now on the other end of the telephone
so yeah
Paris you are
the 4th of july
floating on our backs down the river
in the failing light