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The ocean doesn’t want me today, But I’ll come back tomorrow to play. The riptide is waging And the life guard’s away But the ocean doesn’t want me today.

Tom Waits

I’m always looking for sounds that are pleasing at the time. The sound of a helicopter is really annoying until you’re drowning, and it’s there to rescue you. Then it sounds like music.
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Drowning Music Rescue Sound Time Yourself
Time is just memory Mixed in with Desire.
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Desire Memories Time
I have an audio stigmatism whereby I hear things wrong – I have audio illusions.
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Audio Illusion Myself Sick Wrong
I like vocal word stuff. But I don’t always write with an instrument, I usually write a capella. It’s more like drawing in the air with your fingers. It’s closest to the choreography of a bee. You’re freer.
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Fingers Freedom Instrument Myself Vocal Word
Got a head full of lightning, a hat full of rain.
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Head Rain
I’m just trying to make a buck like everyone else.
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Money Myself
I sold a quart of blood and bought a half a pint of scotch.
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Alcohol Blood Myself
When I was younger, I wanted to be older. Now I am older, I am not quite so sure.
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Age Myself Old Quite Young
She’s got the whole dark forest living inside of her.
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Forest Herself Live
I like turning on two radios at once. I like hearing things wrong. I get a lot of ideas by mishearing things.
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Hear Ideas Myself Wrong
When you’re writing‚ you’re conjuring. It’s a ritual‚ and you need to be brave and respectful and sometimes get out of the way of whatever it is that you’re inviting into the room.
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Brave Conjuring Invitation Room Writing Yourself
I’m the type of guy who’d sell you a rat’s asshole for a wedding ring.
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Guy Ring Sell Type
I think all songs should have weather in them. Names of towns and streets, and they should have a couple of sailors. I think those are just song prerequisites.
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Couple Myself Song Thinking Weather
We are buried beneath the weight of information, which is being confused with knowledge; quantity is being confused with abundance and wealth with happiness.
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Abundance Bury Happiness Information Quantity Wealth Weight
The big print giveth and the small print taketh away.
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Away Big Small
I did my time in the jail of your arms.
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Arms Time Yourself

The ocean doesn’t want me today, But I’ll come back tomorrow to play. The riptide is waging And the life guard’s away But the ocean doesn’t want me today.

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The ocean doesn’t want me today, But I’ll come back tomorrow to play. The riptide is waging And the life guard’s away But the ocean doesn’t want me today.

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