Birds We Should Know By Name

by Parlor Voice

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written, performed, mixed, and mastered by Johnson Cochran, August-October 2016

recorded at Casserole House

art and layout by Johnson Cochran

cassette design by Stephen Hoogewerf and Johnson Cochran

credits

released November 18, 2016

Thank you Stephen Hoogewerf, Sam Steenwyk, Megan Galvin, Grant Stiles, Morgan Hayden, and all my friends and family who have supported this project. It means the world to me.

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Track Name: On the Road (Have We Passed Woodstock?)
On the road to a place that I know
There will be critiques of motive
By the court of cotton noses

Someone you love is dying
And others are flying
I spent a long time driving
On the road
On the road

On the road to a place the cotton grows
Off to prove my rhymes
To impatient power lines

But the set is defined
And it's time for goodbye
And it's too soon to cry
On the road
On the road

Someone you love is dying
And others are flying
I spent a long time driving
Track Name: Giants vs. Stealers
Roswell giants
So hard to watch the end
Of a fight not right
And the crowd is with them
But no one leaves free
From this arena

Buy my a dragon's venom
And a virgin corndog
Time will be a healer
Or a stealer

Just a little fertile
Cavern where you sleep
Seek the lake of sorrow
A pressure cooker of spoiled meat

Like the mail isolation comes
Slipping under the door
To believe in flukes
Too ridiculous to be true
Track Name: How's My Flying?
Transporting midnight schemes
To a lonely moon
Rising off the streets
From your beating wounds
Telling white lies to your pride
While you're barely conscious
The heavy smell of midnight
The way it holds you tight

No smiles greet you
Only weird scents
And birds we should know by name
And south of town the freaks are out
Filling vaccines yeah

How's my flying?
Track Name: Chamblee
So come on out and bring your toys
The war will not be fought by choice

I slept in your bed
I heard what you said
I need to figure it out on my own

You lack verve my cosmic dud
Be a bird in the next life
Trade warm milk for wormholes
I will die before I fight...
Track Name: Trucker's Gaze
It was a bad day for memories at large
What you said as I got on that jet
Finally hit me
Dulcet foxes plant their sad rhymes
In baby brains
Extra regular cardinal flowers
Grow in lines

And I have a trucker's gaze
Every city is full of dancers
And then I roll away
Sitting on my plans to love again
Track Name: The Poorhouse Is Now a Fertile Plain
(sorry we couldn't see it one more time)
Track Name: View from Peachtree Plaza
Outpost 09
Where I belong
You sent a violent code
To send a flower to my love
Brookwood lights
First star on right
You left the routines of life behind
Now you leave a second time

When I first saw you
I was a chicken scratch deep-space diver
You signed off charmingly with your heart farm
Running you out of town
To your home
To be alone
You left the routines of life behind
Now you leave a second time...
Track Name: Plantations of Golden Souls
Hey is the man at the covington station
Looking my way
Now he raises his hand
Says he has a plan
I left everything I own
In an earthy motel
For some golden souls
And the rockets you understand...
Track Name: Coronations of Queens
Good weather for plum orchard shut-eye
Will it find you supine
Sweating bullets in case of a fight
Good weather for plum orchard shut-eye

In a normal life all the faults are exposed
So I took the space train home
When I wander who will remind me
Though I leave I'm returning
To coronations of queens
And brightly-colored kings

Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?
Where are you?

Time will forgive these humid places
Time will destroy these faces
As our memories turn into god

Good weather for plum orchard shut-eye
Will it find you supine
Sweating bullets in case of a fight
Good weather for plum orchard shut-eye
Track Name: The Church in Dunwoody
The church in dunwoody
Resembles the age of man
Hot lizard scales the fortress
Plaster walls inside
The eleventh plague is coming
Third baptism tonight
At the caucus of right