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Already Fading On Some Horizon

by Jak Locke

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1.
Raining Song 04:10
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You got my name but I ain't got yours Is there a purpose to walking out of my door I stuck on top the levee with my clothes and all my things If you want to help me just help me sing We singin like this La la la la la la la la la la la la lalala I'm singin la la la la la lala la la la la la lalala If I could I'd join a union and scream for money all day Got nothin to do or think or be or feel or say, whoa I just wanna have some time to myself if that's all right So if you want me I'll be here all morning afternoon and night, right here and singin La la la la la la la la la la la la lalala Yeah come on I'm singin la la la la la lala la la la la la lalala I talk to folks up and down the sidewalk, they don't ever listen what I got to say The same for you and all the state legislature, y'all don't listen anyway You never know until it's past too late which way the world is gonna bend Singin hymns of days long past to the wall and the ocean my friend I'm happy singin La la la la la la la la la la la la lalala Put a smile on singin la la la la la lala la la la la la lalala Even in my own daydreams I never get so very far I had one the other day I got run over by a rich man's car All the EMTs came to get me but I didn't have no insurance I tried to get up and find the first doctor I could but I didn't have any endurance So then I grabbed my wallet and tossed out some change and a card that had my name I said "You can be ensured that this is what they call me" They said "That's not what everybody claim" So then I looked him in the eye as my final breath escaped through the hole in my chest With final words screaming "He who dies richest dies best" I was sittin singin Singin singin singin a-singin singin a-singin singin sing it with me La la la la la la la la la la la la lalala Come on I'm singin la la la la la lala la la la la la lalala Yeah yeah yeah I'm singin la la la la la la la la la la la la lalala I'm forever singin la la la la la lala la la la la la lalala
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May As Well Be An Ocean Between 02:43
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Ridin down a lonesome rail with my new set of eyes Talkin to myself about the treasure I let die For she can't hear a thing I say and now I'm good as gone away Waitin for the moon to rise and kissin off the past I'm talkin to the walls about the love I thought would last But she can't hear a thing I say and now I'm good as gone away Writin songs of solitude in moody empty rooms Repetitions fill my ears as echo voices croon But she can't read a thing I write, silent as the sunrise light Thinkin loud and actin proud about a hope gone bad Leanin on a baseless prayer that I'll keep what I had For she won't hear a thing I say and I can't change nothing anyway
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Blind Man Morris 02:17
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Through the devil night the air blew cold to fill the gap where the blind man stole A mercenary thief was he, claiming his gold most jealously Blind Man Morris with his head in his arms, relying on his effervescent charms The queen and the actress had met before, standing in the jamb of irony’s door She was is sitting on the blind man’s leg, leaves him there to sit and moan and panhandle and beg Blind Man Morris on the side of the road trying to decipher the actress’s code Queen Maureen with her hand on her hip exalting the pride of her sinking ship Blind man watchin the queen from the pier, says “I got a life jacket, it’s stayin right here” The actress, in her coat of gold in the devil night where the air blows cold To fill the gap where the blind man stole, yeah, in the devil night, the air blows cold cold cold cold cold
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Approaching Tide 02:47
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The old worn dirt paths don't appeal the same to me Can you tell me what it's like to live a hypocrisy And society's gavel crashes hardest on the free To the seas we toss your judgments and laugh And the trails will choke the names of them who hang their heads in shame The martyrs with their poison runnin through you And we'll be glowin in the sight of your foundations burnin bright With our torches, shoutin hallelujah Your medals of honor won't fit your neck no more And you'll choke on all the words that you used to sing before And you'll cry to your false gods beggin them to break the door Of your gallery of begrudgements bathed in chaff And the trails will choke the names of them who hang their heads in shame The martyrs with their poison runnin through you And we'll be glowing in the sight of your foundations burnin bright With our torches, shoutin hallelujah In the garden of Eden spreadin a cynical haze Explainin away injustice in your cold clinical ways You'd defend Cain to your death if you were told that it would pay Ridin strapped and saddled to the golden calf And the trails will choke the names of them who hang their heads in shame The martyrs with their poison runnin through you And we'll be glowin in the sight of your foundations burnin bright With our torches, shoutin hallelujah And your price shall be set from the deeds that you did found And your deviant majesty just like the devil you'll be bound And your eardrums will pound from the never-ending sound Of the victory song of those you'd cut in half And the trails will choke the names of them who hang their heads in shame The martyrs with their poison runnin through you And we'll be glowin in the sight of your foundations burnin bright With our torches, shoutin hallelujah
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Working Man's Dirge 03:53
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Spend your life for the powers that say they be I ain't never worked for nothin see Now that's all of which that we're aware Sucked into the great American nightmare Life ain't nothin but a paycheck in your hand From your sweat to the bank to the government man Start young and foolish, end up old and poor The utility tax man knocks on your broke-down door Childhood memories, hope that you enjoyed them Lookin for a job, you just pick your poison Blue collar sap with white collar ambitions He don't have a chance but just to take what they dishin out to him Class structure shining as it has for years Kept nice and shinin by the workin man's tears Cut the middle rungs out the corporate ladder Workin man, good luck, cuz to them you don't matter anyway Workin man, good luck, cuz to them you don't matter anyway Workin man, good luck, cuz to them you don't matter anyway
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Doubtlessly Monday Evening 04:14
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Old Man Barry walks with a cane drinkin the water straight from the drain Asks for directions for out of his brain, drops his scarf on the Arkansas plain Askin for the answer, lookin for the key Don't matter any, you still just see what you want to see Jim stopped by Mona's where he once had lived before Grew his hair long, Mona said "I don't know you no more" Jim went to pieces and cracked right there at the door Mona said "When you're done, could you please clean your tears off my floor" Askin for the answer, lookin for the key Don't matter any, you still just see what you want to see The camel to the horse asked where the water was Said the horse to the camel "First tell me what that hump does" Coughed the camel to the horse "Why?" The horse said "Because I always wondered what it'd look like to see a camel choke on mud and sand and dust" Askin for the answer, lookin for the key Don't matter any, you still just see what you want to see Erasmus saw King Philip concerning Innocent III Accusing him of poisoning the minds of children with seven dirty words King Philip beheaded Erasmus with the sword that he gird Proving to Erasmus beyond a shadow of a doubt where the poisoning had first been heard Askin for the answer, lookin for the key Don't matter any, you still just see what you want to see Old Man Barry walks with a cane taking directions straight from his brain Findin the difference between here and the rain Goin find Abel so that he can play Cain Askin for the answer, lookin for the key Don't matter any, you still just see what you want to see
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September 03:14
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Ain't no end to the trash that I've seen, fumes of diesel and gasoline Got the axe now I'm all alone fishin for change in a public phone Low and life and high on dope, choked myself with the soap on a rope Cliche advice all insane leavin scars all in my brain Got my whiskey, got my tune, got my soul stuck on the moon Spillin garbage down the road, parked my smile, it got towed Seen the scene been there before slammin my head inside the door Goin wild, goin down, bleedin knuckles, more sorrows to drown Sit and moan and lay and grunt, September's just another month Killin time's what it's now all about, pick me up and drum me out
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No Longer Last Spring 03:51
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When you're walkin down St. Philip Street surrounded by chalk outlines of the martyrs And you find that you resemble more than one Believe me, I relate, but that don't mean that I'll be waiting there to save you When you see shadows are dead without the sun When you've seen the darkest hour and you still can bear to hold hands with the timepiece There's nothing I want more than that for you, but only in the cruelest way When you're tired of your losin streak from rounds of seven card stud with the devil Ante up again my friend, pretend you ever had a choice to play Well you're drowning, it's clear and what's worse my dear Is that you really think you can breathe under the tide I told you before, I won't tell you no more That the path to hell ain't narrow, and yours is twice as wide And yes, my dear, I tire of you wailing all these pointless nothing sorrows Some siren drifting lonesome from their home And yes, my dear, there is a ladder out of every hole, even ones that you dig But this time you'll have to build it all alone All alone, all alone, all alone, all alone
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Gallows (On My Mind) 03:19
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Gallows on my mind It all just comes and goes by gallows I'm defined Not the way I'd have chose but gallows close behind Is where I'm bound to go, to gallows I'm resigned Just as well I suppose Losing, lazing, phasing, stasis Nothing, nodding, knotting the gallows on my mind It all just comes and goes by gallows I'm defined Not the way I'd have chose but gallows close behind Is where I'm bound to go, to gallows I'm resigned Just as well I suppose Losing, lazing, phasing, stasis Everything else just bores me Losing, lazing, phasing, stasis Nothing, nodding, knotting the gallows on my mind It all just comes and goes by gallows I'm defined Not the way I'd have chose but gallows close behind Is where I'm bound to go, to gallows I'm resigned
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When The Devils Prophesy 04:44
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Mesmerine, she is so careless, she wears her crown so well In the housing project campus untouched through her porcelain shell Yes I knew her that way long ago, to her I bear no ill I know of none that would die for her but I know plenty who would kill To Mesmerine across the shore, I bid a fond goodbye Cuz you never ask for nothin when the devils prophesy The seat beside me vacant in plaid Napoleon's lair I had to fill it up with magazines and pretend that I don't care And Germany with her hair cut short and her youth a dawn away Asks me for some more advice like she does every day And I myself I'm raking dust in the calm before the cry Listening to photographs as the devils prophesy Deridder waits up on the docks blowin smoke rings in the air Writing questions in the water and dreamin of the one he left there Saint Peter on the barge approaching he wails a lonesome song Not knowing in his self-ascribed position that he's singin it all wrong His seraphims sound trumpets and never wonder why They're unknowingly playin the score for the devils prophesyin J.D. Salinger in the dance hall, he wears his pain with grace Yeah he missed his prime some years ago and had to drop out of the race "Salud" he announces to no one takin a long pull from his drink Then he puts his head down in his arms as the room begins to sink Salinger he racks his body nightly with his rye But even drunk you can't escape from the devils prophesyin Now Medea, she is weeping for time has passed in vain As Plutarch sits on the balcony out in the rain They shared a common interest and discovered it too late Medea wails an apology even as she evaporates And Plutarch left behind, he hopes the memory soon will die But hope's a useless venue when the devils prophesy
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All Too Mid-January 05:10
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You can feel the moans from all the pitied wastelands You can lean your head and taste the bitter wind You can substitute your fields of gold for plywood You can fool yourself into believin you're there again Now there's another derelict along the highway Whispering gently into Van Gogh's ear Anti-fashion scars on the cadaver That occupies the space my soul has cleared The supposed independents march their cadence And flingin all their sense out to the air They ask me if it even makes a difference And me I don't even care to care Believe them that your words'll make a difference Wonder if the last word gives you power Let me tell you if you think that it's really gospel There's sixty just like you born every hour Yes Eve, she touched me deeply with her smile Caressed me like no other had before And Solomon, divisive now as ever Ensures me that she won't be back no more Now some orchestra of sea-sick demon railmen Scores the setting close behind the gate In the midst of all the statuesque regalia To drown would be a pleasure far too great Now dreams are but a playground for the foolish Who still believe hope's not a passing fad Some outlaw marionette behind the alley Rusted cords, no mind left to go mad Now Kerouac is plucking the piano strings As Judas puts his arm around my back Majestic in the graveyard at my doorstep My ever-ceasing rest between the cracks And I alone you can call me Tiresias Because seeing's more right now than I can stand And I never knew the true meaning of empty Until nothin's all I could hold in my hand
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Dark Windows 03:57
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Many times passed, many farewells cast Many returns to the streets in the city where we'd meet Now there's vacancies that greet when I arrive There's a new chill in the dawn All the friends I ever had are gone Hazy fog around me like the ragged ruins of my memory There's a scattered wind of change blowin leaves across the range Like the empty soul that's strangely still alive All the water has been drawn All the friends I ever had are gone Phantom kisses touch my cheek where all the dry tears leak Strangers I once knew, the past a shade of blue With a year becomin two then twenty-five Well I keep on movin on All the friends I ever had are gone

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released February 5, 2003

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Jak Locke New Orleans, Louisiana

Jak Locke is a multi-genre songwriter and performer based in and native to New Orleans, LA.

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