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Each Word Was Like a Bullet

A note to fans of the Radio Orphans Podcast: we were hugely flattered to find ourselves leading off the latest episode (#332) but we have to admit, we were confused by the nice things Jaw Knee and Finneaus said about the video below, which, we’re afraid, is pretty boring, since it’s just a slow crawl of lyrics. We couldn’t help but wonder if perhaps they hadn’t confused it with on of our other, still-less-than-zero budget but more eventful videos (below or elsewhere on the site). But, nonetheless, we were excited to find ourselves in the podcast!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DY7-2lTSdUE

Each Word Was Like a Bullet

Each word was like a bullet
shot into my breast
Eacfh look was like a dagger
stabbed into my chest

Each tear was like a river
carry’ng to the sea
Each time I looked back to the shore
she was looking at me

My sins can’t be forgiven
My crimes won’t be undone
My shame it is forever
Peace for me… will never come

Each time I think forever
it’s tice as cold and long
each day I go without her
is a thousand lifetimes long

Each night goes on ’til never
and the morning just won’t dawn
Each time I think I’ve killed the pain
I remember that she’s gone

My sins can’t be forgiven
My crimes won’t be undone
My shame it is forever
Peace for me… will never come

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Time for Another Flood

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For a long time now, I’ve had a couple of extended works in mind. One of them I’ve mentioned before: the Codename Baby opera. (I just made that name up, just now. Whaddya think? No, I didn’t think so, either. Still airballin’.) That work, of course, as envisioned, will cannibalize a bunch of my songs featuring the Baby character, drawing a tragic arc through those existing sets of lyrics. (I mean, it’s opera, right? You ever hear of a happy opera? Right.)

Anyhow, while I didn’t have it specifically in mind when I wrote this grim jeremiad, another project bouncing from the back burner to the warming tray and back again has been a novel or other work built around a powerful mega-preacher. I’ve toyed with it as the story of a crisis of faith, a murder mystery, a love story, an end-of-times thriller, a Faustian spinoff… I try to be flexible.

After I wrote this song, I realized it fit the fuzzy extended concept of that project, which eventually became known as the Flood project.

Approach it within whatever context your own mind cares to wrap around it — including that of a plain ol’ mad-as-hell rant against mankind, which, of course, at core, it is. (I get paid by the comma. You knew that, right?)


Time for Another Flood

People think heaven is behind the sky
People thinking crazy things and not thinking why
They think the answer’s going to fall from above
I think the answer is another flood

It’s time, time for another flood
It’s time, baby, time for another flood

People live in wickedness and dwell in greed
They’ll murder their brother to get more than they need
They even rape the Mother and swim in her blood
I call on the Father for another flood

It’s time, time for another flood
It’s time, baby, time for another flood

All of this truth has all been a lie
Our immortal souls have already died
The time for salvation has come and gone
and all that’s coming now is another flood

It’s time, time for another flood
It’s time, baby, time for another flood

(C)1991, TK Major

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