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Ahshington square
04:20
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ahshington square
ahshington square afternoon well you say as i may discover, as i may fa-la-la pull push push me pull you to we to woo to we to woo to we to we to we to we to we. balling buildings our calling are all round us, here’s the bus. calling taste teach touch me to thrill. hold you flying and i ain’t lying to fall away from all the lies as your perfume lullabyes and this breeze carries our eyes into revise. all the fantails our falling children are right round us on the hill crying taste teach touch me to thrill. hold you flying and i ain’t lying to fall away is all she lies as your perfume lullabyes and this breeze carries our eyes into revise. walk with me everywhere talk with me everything what do you say. 1979-04 – 2013-12-09
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Faithing and telling
06:03
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faithing and telling
friend wish i could be with you whenever i choose! of course you’re right to need to go. i know it sounds mystic as i say we met we lowered the fence and hey all foreverness of our song seemed our way. and when we are northing together, and i innergaze in a room of strangers apart whoa-oh i can’t stop feeling sure that you are here in my lonely heart. of course, who can say whether you really are or nay? except as in my faithing and telling. i true you and me, here - here - here each day 2011-04 –
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Annabella
08:31
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annabella
i stole a little piece of you. you know, i’m gonna keep it pure inside my chest so buffed up it’s all i can do. i have carried you away through the elton pines olé down to the shore of the lake to make love to you. but this satyr can’t ignore i’ve failed you and now the honest truth has got me up on alpha centaur. whoa-oh. annabella, annabella, blue baby ajar i’m here in the door. / what a summer we are offered, sierra lakeshore camp teaching little kids how to sing or swim these big kids sure get amped friend who is the craziest faun as we party on the camp porch is it between girls camp and boys camp, or are the kids simply asleep on their tent platforms? r2 you’ve got elton singing philly freedom out your electric blue chevy doors! o r1 you are wise young as we play hearts and i grab your one. good dude you and r2 you hold the mirror as i dance, for my babe to play guitar in. i got carried away with myself, it’s a shame to make amends but how i wanted and how i’ve wished that we could still be friends. / we all could still be friends. / gonna work it out, gonna work this through, can you work it too? forgive me. annabella, annabella (on the bridge / each so alone) you’re r1’s queen (trying to get home) you are light as a feather, and how i wish we could be together, gonna let you go forever. annabella (on the bridge) annabella (i think of you) you’re inside me (and i wish you well) forever. / annabella, annabella, blue baby ajar i’m still in the door. blue baby ajar, i’m still in the door. annabella, annabella, r1, r2 – wish i could be with you. now i’m through. 1977-08 – 2013-08-29
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Little boat 99
06:02
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little boat 99
little boy in his boat is out upon the waves floating until the shore is left far out of sight in the middle of the ocean, he knows he is safe, it’s not at all a question of having to be brave now he has stepped out of this time forever. little girl come upon him in a midday dream, you both have got lost and you’re so far away from home but you talk to a bird, how unconcerned he seems. in the sun the wind’s a sailor song you learned from ancient greece, now you have stepped out of this time forever. you never had a chance of crossing the sea that lost your mother’s child on its own breast that knows not what it does any longer than your days but now there are no wakes of liners that can swamp your little craft on the waves, and the real son has stepped out of time forever, he holds you laughing in the middle of the waves ah-ah-hahhh. dive down in the blue water swim down deep, you just see those shapes you can’t see the bottom, i know you’re scared of sudden whirlpools that could suck you into touching all these fish they taught us about they always swim in a school and you try so hard to be graceful as we’re swimming but it’s not a matter of subtlety is it as you go down to see, as you come up to breath. in this reef full of life forms vying with our feet in sand, fingers flowing we can be happy with our feelings for they can touch you but they can’t hold you, how could they think so when we’re far away where the real son has stepped out of time forever he holds you laughing in the middle of the waves 1978-05 –
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I'm glad for time
07:32
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i’m glad for time
i’m glad for time to be close to you now that you’re dying to break on through we kiss in hair cavern, sun blazes through and your face turns molten. status of cars carry old friends away as we crumple the carton up, my old blue jeans meet the draft. lines take my message to points up north and your face turns molten your face turns molten, am i too close for pain, i’ll always be distant i’ll always remain. black coat i lean through the driver’s window to your excited face of wide-open bus ads! we’ll own a home of stone we’ll phone, it’s time to sigh it’s time we lie! we owned a home of stone, i phoned and now i think it’s time we fly. / dad as you drove your three sons up the coast and i sat in the back seat playing an old guitar. mom how we wrote, but i never did say how clouds march huge overhead in blue sunset sky. how i’ll ignite a crowd in a street full of cops making love to a spotlight on a plainclothes stage, teaching transmission repair with criminal night minds shouting out the bus window at someone else’s land. and your face turns molten am i too close for pain i’ll always be distant i’ll always remain, and your face turns molten, it’s a look we have known where we’m always closer though i’m always gone 1970-06 –
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My world
06:18
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my world
we traveled all night to reach here yes my good friend we came down to l.a. waking with you here beside me, the hills glow perfectly this morning shining greygreen out my back window, sun lights you dazzling my mind the lines soften, blown by the wind and i’m glad to hold you in stillness at the heart you’re my world family and friends. mom holds her boy up in her lap, me and my brothers we curve up the slope she says this is all i’m feeling, the hills glow perfectly this morning shining greygreen out my back window – you’re my world family and friends. all these things you know i love so, yes my good friend we’ll have to let go. she says this is all i’m feeling, the hills glow perfectly this morning. 1977-07 –
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Only something
04:44
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only something
i'm going to show you how as we swim forget that blue is blue, and now my special one my love's in you my plans are only something this long afternoon, this long afternoon / where do you roam, honey let's play with it, oh take me on home but strip down before you say that i know you, and plans are only something we play with today / let's steal the kiss of sea upon sand and fly up to the moon and sit in a café and chat with debussy your faun is only something this long afternoon, this long afternoon / where do you roam, honey let's play with it, oh take me on home but strip down before you say that we know you, your faun is only something we play with today / and now we have sailed long on the sea, we still may lay together on the sun-warm deck and hold the one we're with – my i've given you my sun thing this long afternoon, this long afternoon / where do you roam, honey let's play with it take me on home but strip down so I can say that i know you, our past is only something we play with today 1978-08 –
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Are all right
09:30
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Lyrix:
are all right
asking may i play to pray letting myself go and floating light well all right, letting myself go til finally i might really know you and i are just all right play to pray’s so much nice than all that paying, nice as it was to say hey big spender, bitter-ender, falling away til finally i can really say you and i are all right, you and i are all right. / asking myself how i got this way i’m bound to tell you jealous envy had its way burning bright but now we all can see, but now it’s all right for just today. / you say hey how did i get this way? well it’s a tough world to live in tonight, blinded with your darklight. boundaries are so tight but then again, every boundary melts away and who’s to say your sweet shame, is it my name too in the game and what a rigged game i’ve cracked me up to be, too early to be late. to play for free here i’m just ol’ me with you my dear. but now i’m here and once again i hear a whisper say.. . . you and i just are all right.
krishna rama allah-allahlujah, sweet child of light, more wonderful than any soldier, more glorious than any fight. does it make a one like to know ya, if so do i have to blow to bite? is it finally time that i can join you, if so i admit you’ll have to shine a light, i admit you’ll have to shine a light, i admit you shine the light 2011-06 –
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Reflections
11:01
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i leave our bed dreaming dawn as you awake the world feels pure before the heat hits the bay. i run a golden arc along the beach to have my steps so quickly erased ask the mist to cushion and caress the bones of whales ask the suns to steal and heal another day ah. houses on stilts bareback hang over the waves in ten billion three children’s laughter. carssos lost la little cat we look at our faces in ripples falling into the sky, men on the road are breaking the concrete with sledgehammers as you come with your dusty face out of a dark doorway everything shimmers in the heat and the haze. first mate of the panama leans at the rail and spits in the mud and herons. we must go on working as we make jokes you wrestle a god-wing we are gold today ah. and everything turns softer colors turn to pastels as the heat fades from far across the glassy water come reflections. mystery, peace. 1979-02 –
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turn on the jet
we played in a cavern an old factory we prayed to be glamour and were presently! you fake photo dude i kicked you in the chest and turned on the jet and the band played our best, and i sang to the crowd so divine and so loud of belonging so long. rolling down on the ground soaking cold. i’ve been thinking how vodka i am drinking is strong figuring it through who i have to – dude! – to play long got sick. feel old bold, twist, twist and turn, turn on, on the jet. / we thought you were lying – i was, i confess – i thought i was dying and ran to be blessed – and i sang to the crowd so divine and so loud. friend are we kissing? we were done, battle won? rain came down. you said i am gone 33 and 1/3 must turn. are you gonna come? on the platter where we must burn. are you gone? gonna come? on the jet. burn and shout. twist it out. on the jet. burn us out, twist and turn, on the jet. 1985-03 –
friend
friend are you calling no one has spoke i heard you calling as i awoke. friend was it you then (so very near) facing embracing now that we’re here o are we here. friend when your family were photographed long island languid worked so hard to laugh, we each have sailed here from foreign shore shaping from alien bud blossoms pure. o are we sure? kissing, time to confess. goodbye my loneliness. / friend take my hand, friend here’s another thought: we turned on the jet and we flamed them to a crisp. rain’s falling to soak us and i must think clearly. / ama estella your family stardust of calling never leapt free, but in selene’s beams, swift as a doe, cloven and calling come kiss me slow o do you know? presently may we be laughing so languidly sailing on our blue bay here with you for this day / ama estella on cypress slope hü-ür of riyad he has awoke some kind of satyr without a clue where i will end up, beaming with you 2011-05 – 2013-04-07 –
Words and music by nm scoble © nm scoble 2013
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nate scoble Los Angeles, California
Los Angeles artist, writer, and musician / Photo by Christen Buchanan.
Early bands:
• The Blue Daisies
• What Makes Donna Twirl
• Future of Hell
• Mouthsore
• Lovegiver
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