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Song of the Neverending Ugly Lizard

by Pith

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ABGESAGT The atmosphere on this album is mostly dark. The instruments are great. I totally fell in love with this album. Tell me a track as good as The Rainbow. Favorite track: The Rainbow.
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1.
do not raise a hand against yourself hold the hand that toasts your health feel the dress that caresses the form confess to the flesh, it'll make you warm but then i saw her in the crowd when the evening got loud she held in her hands a stable heart that she threw in the air in the dark in the deepest depression her hair flashes by as light as a dandelion, clear as the sky shading you with wings of grey rain makes night of gruesome day no you don't need to leave hold the wrist that fills the sleeve flowers wash up on the shore never seen this many here before so you can paint it on the corners of your eyes a black triangle on either side there's a string there, it's being cut it's in your eye, it's in your eye, it's in your eye and the blood in my veins is painted blue forever flowing pump one two she's the fountain of condition she's a field, she's a vision she's a flower made of petals she's a tower made of metal see her here, i see her later see her at the elevator and i don't know what's wrong with me i guess that province is where i should be though all it is and all it's ever been is a black triangle, a simulation
2.
Say Hi 06:24
crossing these borders, these mental boundaries and ducking our heads into different spaces different people from different places and oscillating flowers hair pulled tight, skin like drums tarmac teenagers dragging pilons discussing something, arms moving, wild, long, among the giant birds for hours say hi to the wind that blows say hi to the grass that grows say bye to the people underground they are framed by hanging lights the snowstorm outside is getting vicious i wish this kiss wasn't so suspicious as it lingers on my senses chewed up lips are saying words the afternoon is opening like fragile petals trying to make sense of the fields of metal because your great uncle built them say hi to the wave you missed say hi to the eucharist say bye to the pall beneath the mound but don't be scared, the world is your mother energized by the threads within you your threads do nothing that they don't mean to can you fulfill them? spirit chasers on the tarmac i wonder how the mother allows such perversion could be the insertion, or some other version of carving tragic trenches say hi to the crashing rapids say hi to the re-enactment say bye to the small blue room but don't forget, and don't despair the goddess of may is gonna ask you for something cutting it down, a whole lifetime of stumping is emanating this shanty let it act however it wants let the haunting spirits that guide you do whatever they decide to if they choose to come out of concealment say hi to the muzzled heart say hi to the stranger parts say bye to the hot electric room speak to the wild grey land around you subsist in this soaking wet living landscape spread your spotted wings and take the fleeting for a ride there's something going on in here i know it's true, don't hide that secret if i sound far too eager, it's because i can't accept that they can't see say hi to your meager future say hi to the hands that touch her say bye to the love and the lawn did a little bit of suffering cause the growth of all those horns and claws? could it be that people's flaws determined where the seal went? and he ducks his head back under the water and she and i slip into sleep and the walls of the quarry are crushingly steep and in our tent we hide say hi to the misery say hi to the mystery say bye one last time and you're gone
3.
The Rainbow 12:12
the rainbow the moisture the shame of your effort your deal your subject the veins in your chest hurt the call the wall the man in the jail cell the clock the birds the ground where the hail fell the push the pull the blood of the camera the pain the time the national anthem the stride the smirk the smell of your body the twitch the hail the air in the lobby your heart your head the lies of the feeling her hair her curve her touch is appealing the death the rebirth the reason for smiling the water the bathtub she drinks what she's hiding the snake the squirrel the calm on the mountain it's sleeping don't wake it every calm's a renouncing the cops the crops the tractors at midnight the plane the ceremony daughters of insight the rollers the ghosts the scum of the city they're laughing they're squeezing they're making it pretty it's dusty it's rusted it lives in the shed the book the look the side of her head she's tall she's shy she stands in the entrance the myth of the raven is back with a vengeance they told you controlled you made you their equal but are you a raven or are you an eagle? the sunlight the author the pain of remembering the glass floor the pond the water for tempering alberta regina the path of the greyhound the garbage the crescent mysterious lake towns the places the faces cathedrals and quarries dispositions titles and saying you're sorry the white light the fear the dust of the other the satellite spinning society's mother the true vine the fake one the longing for jesus the forest the chorus she does as she pleases she's walking she's changing into a canopy into an undergrowth out of humanity into an orchid on the side of a tree trunk a bus full of honey a solitary monk a frayed edge a collar a wall to collide with the ground here is opening i'm going inside it her face the stories she's standing right next to me it's not a pollution to think of her sexually the shortage the portage the online memorial the skin the cut the feeling's primordial it's setting it's set in stone just for you it's coming it wants to open the door for you the rainbow is breeding it's only a breeder it's twitching it's chasing it follows the leader dissolving evolving becoming a heath exploding eroding destroying the beach i love you i need you can you read what i'm writing? the dawn the dream mysterious sightings dust saints riddles deciphered the morning the yearning the husband and wife are together embracing choking their sorrow dreading hating breaking tomorrow this song is for louise this song is for norman please stop laughing while i'm performing the rainbow the paintbrush the underwear dream the gleaming city we're on the same team the country the flag the national poison don't wake the giant your singing annoys him jesus is here and he's sick of your body the landscape the red grape the thousands of parties the rainbow is bending back into a shaft the great forest spirit is making its crafts and the world is undoing all of its knots it's giving and taking everything you've got you are a plaything a measly distraction a vessel for suffering a rune of inaction the rainbow is speaking it's telling you lies it's no longer a rainbow just look in its eyes and the mist is parting and the birds fly away the ground is rippling the people can't stay the raven is calling the eagle will answer the shoes are shackling the beautiful dancer the ground is shaking and the earth is moving the eyes are looking so very soothing press your head on the chest of your love the rainbow is growing it towers above there go the buildings there go the beasts stay with me, darling or hurt me at least i can't be pure when the rainbow comes through i can't endure what the rainbow will do but what is death but the loss of a pulse it's just a minor change it's nothing else it settles upon us it turns us all rainbow feel the cool tingling where did the pain go? let neither of us flaunt our masculinity let neither of us flaunt our femininity i'm ready to speak in the interview now the rainbow is wondering what to do now
4.
son of a hill tribe a fissure in ant hide a six foot leg in the end we will pick sides green stick on the freezer you love her and leave her you can't accept the feeling that you've fallen for teasers he's tasting the day now she's racing away now she's pushing and he is all faded and grey now It's killing the dogfish which leads to the west mission no fun is had in the land of the selfish the water is growing the water is showing us why we can't swim with the weight we're stowing the thoughts are turning to rose words are turning to blows the man in green is getting himself composed the girl in pink is on fire her body glows like a pyre burn the dead in the heat of her fresh desire the truth just flows, it is endless cut until they can't mend this let it flow all the lies will defend us so let the animal feeling fall apart into stealing after all, though the touch is appealing; it's just another truth of the body it's just another truth of the body it's just another truth of the body it's just another truth of the body now the window is broken all the birds are now choking yeah, they are young, but the ground is open it's a magical moment when you're sitting there hoping she will smile as you're pathetically groping but won't the future prevail? no, you've already failed it's all gone, head on back to the rail find yourself in the night light find a woman with jeans tight and low and pretend you're alright you said you'd be there forever she said she thought you were clever she was wrong, you just couldn't deliver it's time to ready the pistol the song they're singing is wistful and as they sing you burn the crystals now the feeling is torture and the day is a scorcher take it out, put it deep and divorce her make her hate you with malice take a look at the palace watch it fall, she's gone way past being jealous you're her slave, you're her victim you don't care that she picked him aw but she can't excuse your evil addiction now the lawn is unfolding what the fuck are you holding it's a condom and the desire is molding the whole world is rotten bleeding into the cotton pull it out and pretend you've forgotten expose yourself at the bar sweat and speak in the car change your mind once you've gone too far so now you're touching her hair now you're playing with bears now get ready for the wasp because nobody cares now she wants you to die you're making love to the sky it doesn't hurt things that hurt make you cry this is a brand new emotion to be vented with caution hold it in like a sick devotion now imagine her suicide imagine her love inside dead in vain like the last scrap of your pride drown yourself in the caffeine take it with codeine every single dream is better than this scene now the breasts are speaking and the eyes are leaking and then in naked horror you realize what you're seeking is just another truth of the body it's just another truth of the body it's just another truth of the body it's just another truth of the body it's just another truth of the body it's just another truth of the body it's just another truth of the body it's just another truth of the body
5.
apologize apologize it won't do any good you finally broke it, no surprise it was just polished wood now you sit and stare at snowflakes now as things creep in your seat you shiver and you wonder how you let him on your street now a thousand things all break at once you're standing in a storm the blazing weeks roar into months and it's years since you were born it's years since ringlets curled themselves it's those times that grow grey you realize as you try to spell why those kisses made you hate aw the kisses that you plant on her are as good as you can do but the pile of organs wrapped in fur no longer barks at you you want it to come back the sweat walks down your back the nails, they claw your back the darkness wants you back now the silverware is bending well the flame appears to you it blazes like a flying hell like a drowning heaven too and the things will always happen the bags will sink like scars and the sound of his tongue lapping is crushed by a thousand cars the images fade like tombstones the moments are gone for good once again you're all alone it was just polished wood now the love will not convince her she's realized you're not worth the time you never give her you'll never be what she deserves yeah she sees what you are lacking and you haven't seen it yet now the fingers that you're tapping are just burning cigarettes they burn and send the smoke away it's time for you to walk away you've ruined it, it's gone away it's gone away
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7.
10,000 Years 07:54
one winter night in 2012 we were threading silver needles and talking to ourselves and leaning on the big black piano was hell it was the sickness we were wallowing in that could have made us well reaching around in the cavity of us a latex glove, an expression of disgust we felt our way through life, our beauty blooming just so we could sell our pretty bodies to the fear and the lust that night there was passion being metamorphosed on the northern wind that blew through our holes on the dog's matted head, on the cushions that we chose it crept into the house while we were tearing off our clothes the room was wheezing by 2:00 sharp we covered up our bodies with cotton woven tarps in the shadow of the door, like a wooden escarpment that we fastened with a hinge the hinges were creaking as they loomed into view on the edge of the door that will loom over you the sky wanted your body, the ceiling did too it shook like a rattle, waiting for you and i can't stop going out into the rain cause i'm without a woman's name does it matter who? i don't mean to flatter you so you're sad too well it's a popular attitude carved deep into my heart where i forget to check the parts so red and wet so now i'm chasing you shouldn't i be erasing you? shouldn't someone be wasting you? the stasis we are lacing through is old gnarled and magnetic, i'm a loss, i am pathetic, so shrug it off the kiss is poisoned let's not be disappointed i've heard the voice in sequence 10,000 times the wind is blowing hard, straight in our face, pull out the card, the water's laced with empathy i haven't had the strength to be any kind of empty hole since i was 17 where are you now? have you been found? did you get lost? i wonder how, over slush and moss we found each other how you found her older brother safe in other arms of other people we were rediscovered tonight something's about to end, do you feel it too? do you feel your friends? how their shadows grew against the wall i don't feel at all here it comes, it's early fall so step out into the hall you most of all would know that what we started in the snow so broken hearted is ending the light the moon is lending is suddenly sending back an impending answer to what you wondered in montreal, there in your blunder, there in the fall sunday morning cold as a stone she died so you'd have an excuse to be fucked up everything you once thought foolish now will sing a ghoulish hymn to your mother, the arms of the other, this time it's really over nothing left of us to rediscover try again and you will find you'll lose your friends, you'll lose your mind again, you'll see in the end of the sea of black in the eyes of your last chance to die in the arms of a real live person who feels who gives you what you need to live and sees you through so take this net and catch a fake marble it's not yet the time to lie in sleep, i'm buying in to this freezing cold place this burning season, my face is old, and awfully white it's time for mold, it's the dim light that pushed you away that let you feel it in the bathroom, on the floor the bathroom wants you more than anyone, say goodnight fall asleep, you're done, you're tight you're losing you're in a pile of leaves you're bruising your wrist the wrist will be bruising for 10,000 years stretching over your hometown as a rain of tears no it's not a black hole, it's your reflection in the mirror it's you, my lord
8.
i believe in your beauty beyond haunted black crusts under fingernails and beyond shallow water and cold sand as they cringe at their duty cold boughs and windigo stories make frail the once soft, and once rough hands god is an instrument to lay upon the covers and the arms stories about dying come through they're all i have left now, goodbye beating heart you are what he most truly was goodbye hard sunlight made to reimburse brutalized membranes, this is the start of her undeserved and derelict love your hair is all lopsided and you don't seem to, you don't seem to mind i believe in your beauty i believe in concentric lines under the neck i believe in a beauty that is trying to stop itself and this beauty fails into beautiful mercy into dark circles and eyeblack of red lipstick this is the arena he was talking about howling at the moon eyes reflecting the dying stars your beauty is a cancer that flares up in the presence of the tall and shiny buildings against that void the hollow air following an answer the ruins of an ancient and parasitic love crawling up the leg of misshapen joy now she's gone she's gone she's floating out in space and we're here looking for looking for a trace of this mysterious frightening affection the love is in need in need of a dissection we're here and i see you walking ahead and you whisper in my ear and i remember what you said you told me in hushed and perfect words that there was no reason no reason for the curl i kissed you i kissed you kissed you in a dream woke up punched the bed and clutched the ceiling's wooden beams and i'm trying trying trying to forgive myself for letting those moments live oh jesus christ let me float across the room it's taken all my effort to save it for sometime soon here we go we go we go down the drain i love you i don't know i don't know what i'm saying

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released June 30, 2014

Recorded in 2014

Cover: "Resurrection" by Gerald Trottier, 1963. © CARCC 2014
Used with permission from Irma and Denise Trottier

Recorded and produced by Cam Steacy

On this album:
Chris Love: Guitar and vocals
Damjan Markovic: Bass
Josh Scammell: Drums

Featuring:
Seif Gaber: Synthesizer
Chris Mong: Violin
Kelsey Miki: Backup vocals on "Shallow Water and Cold Sand"

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