Patterns

by Chris Koza

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1.
In the high winds on the plains of your milky skin in the ice your grandmother sleeps through the herds of my hands and your naked feet all my life turn me on midnight rose red violent eyes cut me up good stains that wash away in the cool wind sketches of the past in the name of your mother's kin faces you can't trace in the ice your memory creaks colors that outlast through the herds of my heart and your naked feet all my life turn me on midnight rose red violent eyes cut me up good
2.
wait i'm awake i'm awake i'm awake I can hear the bombs dropping; I thought I was dreaming amnesty poses, shifts in her clothing and she wants to get shopping but nobody's stopping guess i'll get on with my life no one knows nothing it's not worth discussing stop fussing and thinking and watch the ships as they go by people can change they can change they can change no its not an illusion it just needs some practice empathy doesn't exist in a vacuum without a solution, without injustice guess i'll stare into the sun no one knows nothing that's not deconstructing somebody's purpose watch the ships as they go by I don't hurry around pondering money and stature, next fall's fashion or that west coast feeling no, I don't hurry round pondering the limits of knowledge or blind reaction or other human beings no, I'll buy a ticket to Alcatraz and see it for the sixth or seventh time I'll buy a bag of M&M's and watch the ships as they go by wait i'm awake i'm awake i'm awake I can feel my heart beating I can hear the phone ringing ecstasy waits in a room of endorsements of tight pants and short skirts of full plates and one church and a choir sings along but harmony's a problem when the key is an opinion there's just so many questions watch the ships as they go by
3.
If we combine our efforts we might find how small this struggle is, how easy we could rise rise above my little dove rise above my little spark your love is a candle in the dark by some design we're two of a kind who else would wonder why? who else could read my mind? the mind is no place to decide the mind is made up of routine your love is a way I've never seen if we consider all the things making us bitter how many other times will we choose to hide? rise above my little dove rise above my little spark your love is a candle in the dark
4.
Goldmine 04:43
Sitting on a goldmine in a box of pictures here's the friends I know tell yourself for what you wish is what you have, is what you give calling all kids to come and stay out odes to dying young smoking in abandoned lots with crowded minds and hungry thoughts slowly caving in time has made it happen getting in touch with my sorry side you can't have it now sitting in the red dawn west of salt lake morning like a dredge all all the prospects piling up the morning star confirms your luck what the night can say time has made it that way
5.
we're all living in debt but its all right you know honey i've been breaking the band keeping you close, sticking you up i'm going to pay you back go right on with what you do as pale as your hands are they hold some kind of light some kind of darkness, some kind of fight you're just the kind of medicine to keep my spirit up cause sometimes when i'm dying you say fuck that other stuff we're cut from the same cloth we're cut by the same blade in the same scars you and I bear we can follow i'm going to cut you down i'm going to use you up and give you away for next to nothing because i can't give you enough darling, darling, darling you're just the kind of medicine to keep my spirit up cause sometimes when i'm dying you say fuck that other stuff
6.
look left, look right lying on the edge between day and night that small little space it yawns and it stretches; interstate nexus conceives, construes winds around in a scribble by the time it gets through bathing in ink its nothing for sure but a Rorschach tour I don't know what to call it I'd better ask Jackson Pollock I must be dumb I don't understand where money comes from and why its so hard to spend it on lessons instead of transgressions instead, instill a trust in tomorrow the Good Uncle's will he's taking care that if you need crutches they're handing out toothbrushes and milk and cheese good energy food, the mutual keys stocks in soup cans connected by strings and six degree flings and then at three in alphabet town what comes after 'z' ? a brand new start that's better than clever tornado weather I don't know what I took I'd better go back to Seabrook look left, look right lying on the edge between day and night that small little space
7.
where did you get that brand new step? I bet you've been holding on to it come here and show me how you move how your little secret got so smooth so, come on come on don't make me wait oh no, I couldn't go on this place is a hopeless satellite mamma bring home the world tonight swinging for fences, batting those eyes moving the right things at the right times so, come on come on don't break my heart oh no I couldn't go on no no no no, please don't stay out alone I know what I like I want you to come back home where did you get that brand new step everyone's catching onto it how does a whisper reach such peaks? how do you know what never speaks? so, come on come on don't make me wait oh no, I couldn't go on
8.
Family Gun 03:51
as the sun warms my face it spreads the warmth of farmer's almanacs cardboard cutouts, numbered footsteps starched pink sweaters and pressed slacks perfect posture you won't be lost anymore we can dance on and on family gun a hidden place fluoride for the pearls and diamond like eyes the rain is just a part of you a phenomenon of nature 16 billion years in the making smell of seasons sweet meridian, curves to trace charcoal shadows, steady confident lines I know every move you've made a mausoleum of winter sleeping now in summer's shaking right foot forward
9.
Patterns 04:10
television blizzard burying the storyline the stolen route, the suicide knife I carelessly leave sitting out myths of scattered ash the aftermaths the standing lasts in painted caves in tidal waves is the twisting fabric of doubt well it came and saw and it conquered all and the greatest plan was a flash of love, of luck, of lightning tucked away in molecules in vestibules in schools are obscure rules, electric tools and a method to this madness so we opened our mouths and started asking questions pointed telescopes at planets, pointed fingers, pointed weapons and predicted our demise with our own imaginations tombs we constructed for future generations I thought it was clear, I thought I was dead I thought that I was going to hell and I would never see you again I thought it through and I'd rather change my mind that behind the starry curtain there's nothing left to find
10.
Jellyfish 02:29
pull apart from you old magnet drawing closer old deeds and sayings clothes are different too the high winds breed an ease for merging circles jellyfish wading in shallow waters lingering blue, a ghost of a tune thought of you on that afternoon lingering two, asleep on the dunes waking up to a sliver moon I wandered off slow bullet from the cannon old deeds and senses dissolve in my transparence you don't know what it is I saw you don't know what it's called
11.
bleeding streaking skies plotting your demise does it matter when you say what you say you're still limited by laws of language and its flaws anyway nobody else could make me feel this way counting secret miles take off for awhile does it matter when you go when you're gone and your words are obsolete and strangely incomplete when you say nobody else could make me feel this way
12.
The Departed 02:45
I've heard you now are finally getting out of this town that you've been living in of this place you've been staying and it's just like old friends to wait until the very end to drop on by you know that they'd be here has it really been all of these years?

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released April 1, 2006

Engineered by: Paul Marino and Joseph Logsdon at Pachyderm Studio in Cannon Falls, MN
Mixed by: Paul Marino and Chris Koza
Produced by: Chris Koza and Paul Marino
(c) 2006 Chris Koza, ASCAP Little Radios

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Chris Koza Minneapolis, Minnesota

Both solo and with his band Rogue Valley, Chris Koza has supported and shared the stage with artists such as Brandi Carlile, Ingrid Michaelson, The Jayhawks, Neko Case, Kathleen Edwards, Dan Wilson, Stephen Kellogg, This is the Kit, and Tift Merritt, among others. His song (Rogue Valley) The Wolves and the Ravens was featured in Ben Stiller’s film The Secret Life of Walter Mitty. ... more

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