1. |
The Algorithm of Love
04:28
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Silky Words
Slide over her dessert
Teasing her fruity passion
With fresh-whipped anecdotes,
Molten chocolate tales,
Madness molded into Fashion
As foul-mouth phantoms fill the filthy restaurant air
(stealing from the tip jar)
Her date sinks down low in his seat
trying to figure out gratuity,
Pounding on his calculator...
He looking for
The Algorithm of Love, oh,
The Algorithm of Love,
The Algorithm of Love,
He got it,
In his pocket,
But, she still picks up the tab and leaves.
He doesn't even notice.
Nah, he's too busy scribbling madly
with a borrowed marker on his sleeve.
Outside she pops her earbuds in,
Starts to sing and spin
When she realizes
She left her phone back at the bar
(so, what was she dancing to?)
She turns around to go back in
When she crash into a
Musician Djinn
Who just Grins
Wishin'
For a new Guitar...
So he can play
The Algorithm of Love, oh
The Algorithm of Love, oh
The Algorithm of Love,
Well, she turns 'round to go,
moving like in slo-mo
As the Genie wishes for a clean shirt.
She asks,
Are you alright?
He says,
It didn't even hurt!
She says,
Why don't you let me buy you some dessert?
Later...
She wipes some chocolate off his cheek
As he grants her every wish
But, she simply stretches back and smiles, and says,
The only thing I really want
Is to throw out my computer.
I don't need it to calculate...
The Algorithm of Love
...She got it!
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2. |
Escape From the Sunlight
06:24
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Got a premonition,
Lean in to transition,
Learned a new position,
If you give me permission,
How long
Before we start it all?
Hear my proposition:
Listen to intuition,
There's no price for admission
It's a real nice position
For us
How long
Before/until we start it all?
I know a place
Where we can escape from the sunlight
Where those scorching/burning rays will never touch your perfect/naked skin...
...and we can begin
How long
Before we start it all?
V2)
No need for translation
I speak for every nation
Tuned into this station
With all my relations
They wanna know
How long....
Your eyes cut incisions
Across my condition
I've gone into remission
I need your permission
Tell me, please,
How long...
But, I know a place...
[br]
You say you don't know where it will end,
You don't even know where it begins.
You don't even know who you can trust,
Or the difference between love and lust
V3)
So here's the situation
I've been across the nation
Searching for a station
To fuel up with elation
...
How long
Before we start it all
I'm in mint condition
(Just a little itchin')
On a secret mission
looking for admission
...To your door...
How long
Before we start it all
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Share my blanket
On the ground
Feel my naked
Turn around
Let me go
For your skin
Got to know
Let me in
To your hall
So soft and warm
I'll give you all
Just Keep me warm
Another day
Coming fast
We'll make our way
Past the past [end]
I Swore I’d never see that look again
I Swore I’d never get that hurt again
Load my gun
Pack the tent
Time to run
The message's sent
Tattoos cover
Your silky tan
I can't recover
I cannot stand
My bough does break
Beneath your stare
My lungs ache
For your crystal air
Your eyes do shine
Like symphonies
In these ears of mine
With perfect ease
I Swore I’d never see that look again
I Swore I’d never get that hurt again
Can we escape
This wretched noise
Of our minds raped
By screeching toys
I will not promise
More than I can give
You will not miss
The life we have to live
I Swore I’d never see that look again
I Swore I’d never get that hurt again
(repeat first verse)
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4. |
She Feeds Me Honey
05:08
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She feeds me honey
Like a bee
Wraps her wings
Over me
She don’t want money
To receive...me
She love to feed me
To release me
She feeds me honey
[ii]
She feeds me honey
Like a bee
Defies the Law
Of Gravity
& follows waves
Beyond what we see
She feeds me honey
[iii]
She feeds me honey,
She like the sea,
She like the mountains,
& eternity...
She brings me substance,
Sweetens my tea,
I devour her meaning,
Her mystery...
She feeds me honey...
[iv]
I fly to roam,
to take a chance,
She guides me home
With her dance
She feeds me honey…
She feeds me honey…
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5. |
Polly Want a Dreamer
04:00
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Living on a shoulder
Never felt bolder
Sailing on the ocean
Never having any fun
Something to consider
Why I feel bitter
Sailing on the ocean
Never having any fun
Ch:
Polly Want a Dreamer
Polly Want a Screamer
V2:
Heading out of port
Nothing to report
There is no escaping
All the pillaging and raping
All the scum and scallywags
Giving me eyes under my bags
Sailing on the ocean
Never having any fun
Ch:
V3:
Landing on an island
Deserted here without the wind
Slowly die of scurvy
In need of someone curvy
Stranded in the doldrums
Waiting for my ship to come
Sending out a letter
S'possed to make me feel better
Try waving down a plane
Ignoring all my pain
Sailing on the ocean
Never having any fun
Ch:
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Well,
I walked into the meat market
To buy me some friends
Ended up talking to a pork butt, but
Not sure to what end
Looked at the selection
But it wouldn't look back
'Til I caught eyes with a little chickadee
And so, I attacked!
...no looking back
[dm, G]
Gimme some flesh
I’m a carnivore, baby,
I drink blood, I eat meat
Ain't no baby, babe, But I still like to
suck on a teat.
If you freeze, I'm gonna git ya
If you run, I'll chase you down
You know I'll devour you I catch you
Gonna savor swallowing you down
...goin' to town!
Gimme some flesh
[br]
Like Lestat buried alive for a thousand years
Like a piglet on a spit's pointless tears
the patterns of the python,
I'm gonna wrap my body around
yours,
And devour you.
[V]
Oh babe, you know I,
I live on blood
My body's fully aroused,
Wanna Taste your tender morsels
Elicit passionate sounds
Let's blow this smoky sin-hole
And go make our own sins
Forget about all the bullshit
It's time to dig in!
To Soft & silky skin...
[ch]
Gimme some flesh
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Oxygen deprivation
clouding my judgment again.
A high-risk situation
driving me to the end.
Get to emergency station
Hook up to life-support
Just ignore the elation
Of using up my last resort...
[Ch}
Let me take
a breath
Before I go making a fool
of myself again
[v2.]
Brazenly blaring bells
Bang on my burning brain,
Baby face breaking blue,
Just ignore the pain, just ignore the pain
Inferno inside my lungs,
Don’t know where my self-control went.
Gotta get a grip, gotta get a grip, gotta get a grip
Before I unleash my torrent.
[ch]
[Ch2]
...trying to make a friend...
...of an empty wind...
...Searching for oxygen:
[Coda:]
Let me Breathe...
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Last thing at night,
First thing in the morning
Searching for the torch light
That inside your eyes i see burning
Soothing sight
Elegance defined
Kneeling at your side
Tracing the delicate line of your neck
That was the chair we shared
Conversations going knowhere
I saw when you looked in my eyes
There was something you liked about my style
About the way I keep telling you:
[Ch]
You make it
Easy, so easy
To tell you you're beautiful
To tell you you're beautiful
V:
Just One more dance,
every day
For the rest of our lives
I have been saved up
For the perfect moment,
The perfect wave 🌊
The comes crashing to you
I've already
Been to the beach,
I've seen our graves.
Stones in the sand standing
side by side
Connected by the vines
A wreath, a leiea,
Tiny candles burning through the
Night and day.
As if to say...
[ch]
Passing constellations,
Gravitational tides
Light bends when it passes you by
No use explaining to
The uninitiated
who
Can never grok
The shade beside the rock
You provide
To the
select few
Who do know
How exceptional the view
Of you
Why you gotta make it so easy...
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9. |
The Afterglow
06:45
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I want to see you in the afterglow...
you know I’m gonna take it nice and slow...
You know I know exactly where to go...
I want to see you in the afterglow...
[V.: ]
Contact...
Making connection.
Complete
Electrification.
A cut of silk slips away...
An invitation to stay?
[ch]
[V2]
Come back
In my direction.
Combat
My disconnection.
A silky shoulder showing bare,
A smoky, smoldering stare...
[ch]
[coda: ]
Contact…
Contact…
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10. |
Wishing Well
03:42
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Wishing Well
[A- bmin; bmin-A]
I held her voice,
She held my eyes,
Deep inside a dream ...
I heard her cry
"Are you gonna be mine…oh, oh?
Are you gonna be kind…oh, oh?
We can leave it behind…oh, oh…
Down at the wishing well, Oh…
Down at the wishing well.
[G, A]
"I'll meet you in a reverie
Where we can dream the same dream
I can
see you slipping through the seams
Won't you dive into my Stream...?
[ch]
"I'll meet you in a reverie
Lying in bed up in a tree
I miss you like you're missing me
Are you gonna climb up here and kiss me?
[ch]
G, A
“Dancing in the endless sea,
Breakers breaking waves all over me,
...Sand bar tripping at your feet
Won’t you Lay me down back on the beach
[ch]
"Meet me in a reverie
Breezes rustle through the leaves
Kissing me so tenderly,
Never gonna let you leave
"Meet me in a reverie
Unfold for you my Mystery
Entering so secretly,
Crying out repeatedly:
"Are ya gonna be mine? Oh, oh..."
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11. |
Tattoo
04:33
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Ink stained fingers,
Wanting to let my gaze linger
On your dermal decorations
Igniting my imagination...
Trying not to stare,
But wanting so badly to go there,
Colorful swirls on your thigh...
A masterpiece, to my eye.
[ch]
I want you
to want to
tattoo your name
on to my skin.
I want you
to want to
tattoo my name
on to your skin.
I want you
to want to
undo the clasp (x: Pull back the veil)
and let me in.
I want you
to want to
tattoo my name
on to your skin.
I want you
to want to
tattoo my name
on to your skin.
[V2]
Find your favorite artist
With an unequivocal eye
Let her pick her favorite needle
Under a phosphorescent sky
Sanskrit or Egyptian,
Holographic Haiku,
Floral geometrics, Kanji
Any style will do...
[Final CH:]
I want you
To want to
...to want to be my new Tattoo…
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12. |
Take Me For a Ride
05:26
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Take me For a Ride
Through your neighborhood
Treat me like a child
That's been acting good
Afterward, We'll die
Like you knew we Would
Take me for a ride
Through your neighborhood
[V. 1]
Show me the shortcuts,
Show me the twists,
Show me those curves
I can't resist.
Take ya down the alley
Behind the dumpster,
Where I make you my lover,
You make me your gangster.
King of the streets,
Queen of the Night! To stay!
You better clear out our right-of-way!
They can build a roadblock,
But it ain't no use:
There's always a way around it.
We Rule Where We Cruize.
[ch] fly/could
[V. 2]
You take the wheel,
I take my journal,
Dig up my soul,
Stick it with my liver on the window
Next to my lungs,
my kidneys and spleen
What do they mean,
"Why are you bleeding?"
Can't remember
why we came this way
We've been down this road.
It's time to repay
All the favors I gave
That I lived to regret.
Now, I'm grateful for all
I get to forget
[ch]
[V. 3]
Now,
Step on the gas,
Get us out of this town,
Promise me we'll
Never ever turn around
Hit the afterburners
Drive to outer space
Where We can scream all we want
Turning blue in the face
At least we’ll be able
To be as loud as we want
far away from the natives'
Jeering and taunts
And when we expire,
The car will fall like a star,
Shooting 'cross the sky
As campers play their guitars
[ch]
Coda:
We Rule Where We Cruise
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13. |
Ghosted
04:14
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How am I supposed to feel:
Knowing you toll the bell for me?
A Story I could never invent,
wondering where my body went.
Peering at you pirouette,
My phantasmic hands reaching,
Drawing lusty stares
From my séance chair.
Moaning for your mortal blood...
Barely more than a whisper...
[G, A, F#]
...such ghastly dreaming
Of sweaty stampeding,
[ch: bm, G, A]
I’ve been ghosted
Now you can see right through me
...
Gotta haunt this house for eternity...
I’ve been ghosted
[V2]
As the scent of midnight leaves,
Watching you dream,
I try to tease your nipples,
Metaphysical ripples...
Witness the dervish dancers
Spinning into their ecstasy...
In the corner of their eye
My shadow they spy.
Your curvy, bloody coastline,
Waves break on your sun-bleached shores,
Wracked by your swollen typhoons,
Singing my ghostly doom...
I been ghosted
...wallow in the wailing of this banshee
...wandering the edge of this Dead Sea...
For eternity...
Now, you can see
Right through me...
I been ghosted
I been ghosted
I been ghosted.
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Couldn’t escape my skin, hid in the bathroom stall.
Telephone numbers carved into the dirty wall
Promising everything a lonely soul could want...
Ignore my conscience, whip out my...phone and make the call...
...to an empty hall...
[ch]
Wish I was falling in love,
wish I was falling in love
Can’t ever get enough,
can’t ever get enough
Been chewed up, spit out:
still too tough
Wish I was falling in love,
wish I was falling in love.
(...with...)
[V2]
Phone ring & ring as I sing to myself, but nobody picking up.
Ears ring & ring as I stare at the floor and try to aim into a cup.
So, I throw down my phone, run down the corridor and crawl outside
Take off my clothes, stand alone where I like to hide...
...in plain sight...
[Ch]
[Br]
Though it burns in my Mind
My eyes have gone blind
And as it burns in my heart
I turn my emptiness into Art
[V3]
Feel the breeze on my neck as I step off track
Chasing a thought I thought could help to lead me back
To where...the walls are clean, the floor is swept and my mind is clear
Back to the meadow where I held My Love so dear...
...among the white-tail deer...
[ch]
[ch]
[out]
Wish I was falling in love,
wish I was falling in love...
...with
Somebody Falling in Love,
Somebody falling in Love
...with me.
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What do I do with all these songs?
I tried to write them to right my wrongs,
Imagining you might want to sing along...
What do I do with all these songs?
What do I do with all these melodies?
Written next to you, with our backs to the trees,
Imagining our journeys overseas...
What do I do with all these melodies?
What do I do with all these words I write?
They keep me awake like a siren in the night
Should I reign in my passion? I don't know what's right...
What do I do with all these words I write?
What do I do with all these songs?
I wrote them for you; is that so wrong?
Or for hoping you might want to sing along?
What do I do with all these songs?
What do I do with all these songs?
What do I do with all these songs?
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25. |
Afterglow - Instrumental
06:48
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27. |
Tattoo - Instrumental
04:33
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29. |
Ghosted - Instrumental
04:14
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Jeffrey Rector Texas
Composer;
Singer-Songwriter;
Orchestral Percussionist,
Drummer,
Guitarist,
Pianist;
Teacher;
Bob Ross devotee
Proud father of three brilliant rapscallions;
Recording, musical, and visual artist.
Influences: Arcade Fire, Peter Gabriel, Bob Marley, Sting
“Mountain Tsunami” in oil, by Jeffrey Rector
... more
Jeffrey Rector recommends:
Just an amazing songwriter, that evokes so much feeling with so little effort. Really gets you in the feels. One of my favorite artists.
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