Keenwah 2

by KEENWAH

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Mastering by Isaiah Rolow and John Klawitter
(Except for Track 6, mixed/mastered by Jonathan Modell/Tririlla Recordings)
Artwork by Nadia Dubova

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released September 2, 2013

KEENWAH's tunes are brought to you by :
Adam Bretall - Guitar, bass, organ/synth, vocals
Isaiah Rolow - Guitar, bass, organ/synth, vocals
John Klawitter - Drums, acoustic guitar, synth, vocals
Connor Hughes - Alto saxophone

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Track Name: Dank to the Bank - The Hardest Decision Warrants the Most Consequence
Summer nights moths flit 'round the torch
a silence from the beast beneath the porch
viewing the fields from my rocking chair
waiting to smell the harvest in the air

But harvest neither run nor waits for man
harvest will come when she can

I am just a shadow all alone
empty school ground to call my home
and just because I am stuck to the ground
doesn't mean that I can't make a sound

On screen, with the time slots, dot dot dots, cue cards, and programming blocks
scheduled between the fabulous five dancers and a solo set by Ricky Rocks
of the Tunderdome's great malice, and the colossal mossy phallus
Palatine planets and "We Have It's", imbued with the feuds between those who begat it
so long, yes adios, to the aforementioned Holy Ghost
slipping, sliding, slithering, tied to a proposal upon which Abernathy makes a toast
to all the human beings he's seen, demoralized by the space between dreams
may the assassins, cons, and rapists, complacent, from the tit of prophecy finally wean

We can see the infinite light forever
ecstasy can be the only endeavor
we can talk 'till language fades away
we can learn to feel and not to say
Track Name: The Provider
The Provider hangs leary over us all
gentle but the giver of many gifts and met needs
a young mind sustained off of sound and nothing else
causes a rift and a shift in his grand scheme

Sorry that I'm not stronger
sorry that I'm wiser
if we all me the same demise
what's the point of even trying?

Even though I know that I'm worthless
tough love from you isn't worth shit

hollow hands that were forced to nurture
closed arms were all i found, when I found what i had searched for
the young mind sees the doubt but learns respects it
the provider stands stout and tries to redirect it

Even though I know that I'm worthless
tough love from you isn't worth shit
Track Name: Seagulls
Distant islands
none of them of paramount importance
resisting silence
all the while trying to find a sense of balance
a self-proclaimed watcher of the skies
who may not even be able to feed his children today
equivalent exchange then comes into play
when you strip a family of their own away

Los ríos que fluía una vez ahora
se diluyen con veneno
reemplazo de la menta
con una segunda opinión nublada

You were taken that day from my arms
and forever cradled in his bottomless grip
all these shattered bonds seem like simple snips
and the flow of blood, now rapid, shifts from floods to drips

Fat swarm of locusts
a harvest moon rising
scarecrow nacho supreme
fat man he lookin' lean
archaic computer stained glass calculator

Mothership, mothership take me Home
home
home
home
home
home
home
home
Track Name: Rivers of Gold
One day my pool it will be sand
every machine, cat and tree they understand
pretending just might change the fact
that's why the web is where it's at at at at at at at at

To be done with the day
to be over it now
to be old to be cold
to be absence aloud
Track Name: Corridor Slither
Marveling at these grand scale walls
draped and adorned with enticing curtains
as I linger at the entrance of the corridor
the force of her hand beckons for more

As a man with no rhyme or reason
and one that has nothing to offer or give her
amidst the throbbing and pulsating grip
I make my leave by way of the corridor slither

A simple feat so easily performed
the moat and iron doors in view
barring my exit with blood dripping
down from gripping his blade
stood child hand of a weeping man
destined for reprisal and vengeance

As a man with no rhyme or reason
and one that has nothing to offer or give her
amidst the throbbing and pulsating grip
I make my leave by way of the corridor slither
Track Name: My Habibti
From the Jasmine smell of your skin
to the blank stare in those eyes
from the way that you run your hands through my hair
when I'm pressed between your thighs
soft little breaths, even softer little moans
slowly seeming like I'm dreaming rather wildly
brilliant flashes of a future where I am
waking up pressed against you smiling

You've spent your days
giving and giving and giving
to those who don't care
if you're dead or still living
no more excuses for their anger and jealousy
because now matter who wins in the end your the one that's left hurting

You've spent your days
giving and giving and giving
to those who don't care
if you're dead or still living
in these arms you find, nothing but mutual need
a safe haven that will always be warm and welcoming

My Habibti
always soft spoken and polite
you would have never ever guessed
there was so many crossed lines yet uncut ties
mapping out, the quest for affection
looking to those to cast her out or take advantage
I can't offer much but my heart and your protection
no longer used, abused, or taken for granted
Track Name: Robotz! A Pixar Film
On the walkway, they keep shuffling
assembly lines of endless sucking
inside the domes
along the walls
empyrean holes
thin, wide, or tall

In this place the will means nothing
among the clouds, pleasure means suffering
there is no god,
nor watchful gaze
it takes one thought
to leave this place

These robots, none have left before
I guess I'll be the first to go

Just one more day in here and I'll be,
just one more day and I'll be out for good

These robots, they're all but common whores
they'll be there 'till they can't take no more
these robots, they're slaves to their human gods
these perverts and businessmen and agents of the law

These robots can't understand just what they're for
overheating, they ossify their cores
they march in and out of the pleasure domes
above me, behind me, my stratified home

These robots, from whom I'm now freed
have left me with an insatiable need
Track Name: Tattered
Tattered clothes
covered in scattered holes and split seams
you've battled foes
and shattered those who halted the flow of the slipstream
permeate and delayed
a drastic siege against the temple I built for myself
reincarnated for now
but hollow as it passes

Not even transatlantic seas
or volcanic eruptions
I won't ever go without it
and nothing will disrupt it

Blankets are
weaved and sewn
for you sweet lover to cover your
brothers and sisters
the threads, made of shallow regret
they will understand the helplessness
as you begin resist their demands

And as your past recides yet
the tears begin to fall
you're going to soon realize that the
sandstorm is gone
the desert floor returns to what it once was
a new rebirth from rust to shine, like a protostar
Track Name: Suspended Orchards
Chasmed amass
before you had a chance
telling stories of how
the days used to pass

Pulled from half a stump
glass will make it slump
and the saddest thing of all
I can hear it fall

How is one to know
the timing of the figural
when suspended orchards glow
in the lanterns behind your eye

How is one to know
the timing of the figural
when suspended orchards glow
in the lanterns behind your eye

How is one to know
the timing of the figural
when suspended orchards glow
in the lanterns behind your eye

How is one to know
the timing of the figural
when suspended orchards glow
in the lanterns behind your eye

Chasmed amass
before you had a chance
telling stories of how
the days used to pass

Pulled from half a stump
glass will make it slump
and the saddest thing of all
Track Name: Gutter Hit
I’ll close my eyes wait for it to pass
to dream of brighter pastures
how it all comes down to event
every unit spent up on false

Thought

But who's to say who's to say
who's to say who's to say who's to say who's who's to say
self control enslaved to release
defenses full of nothing but seeds

Seep

Every second wasted on things that are not
say you want to leave the sun in your shed to rot
voices rise man in the mirror slide out of voidal womb despise

Synthesize

Materialize

Crown is feeling light and synapses twitch freak tuck slip
endless prisms unlit, no one else can see you gutter hit
crown is feeling light and synapses twitch freak tuck slip
endless prisms unlit, no one else can see you gutter hit