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soft plastics - st tosh the actor lyrics

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i heard the towers
twelve elevators
the smoking rotors
winching the actor up into the pyramid’s caw

there acts the elder
stock ill grandfather
spittling orders
spitting reflections that break up the flood’s murky top

he builds on order
a clear forced order
exile and border
but i’m hot in the day and i’m hot in the night

i’m here for colour
market pigments
parks and fragments
squeezed and boiled and run through the finest of cloth

and that’s my dollar
colours for dollars
to paint such squalor
bog land, yes, festering open and un+bordered swamp

heteronymous, the painter of fire
burning colours being squared into style
little darkness in the corner
that aisle of ferns
it’s umber+ochre green and officially banned
i’m followed
i comb the stage
for my friend, the actor
jonah st. tosh from ten thousand muddy miles away

he speaks the truth, man
skies open up
torrential cameos
rain run amok

and then for one minute
glory the world wobbles
one stunning minute
the play that never stops comes to a sunny+stop

we watch the light beam
st. tosh cries “a new scene!”
all hail this new scene
all hail the sunbeam golden and sent from a god

all the players start their praising and chant
“welcome sunbeam, you shall wake up and plant
holy seed into a city that slants
into the shimmering image that it seeks to supplant”

out in the forests there are priests who alone keep a chant
they congregate
around a golden bell
a crack in its crown: no longer a hanging golden cup
their tsar, he did frown
but lo and behold
wet angels
and the concept of redemption puts my cheek upon the ground
and i’m moaning and furiously gnashing a foolish longing

and i’m fine, and i’m done
exit the city to let it run
i won’t fret at this world, i am too much for this world
i am followed and hurled into a deep raining pit

and in the darkness, i envision a light
questions golden and infused with my light
light is inner and it lights up the heights
and people gather and sing, i was an angel

that’s right

- soft plastics lyrics

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