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Sakura High
05:20
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I wander temples
I stalk the moon
drink nice shochu in smoky rooms
play toy keyboard by the Kamogawa
my sense of cosmic power.
How about you?
Shall we have a drink or two?
I ride on trains, endless stations
clouds and coats and consternation
government says, Don't worry about radiation
but I do
Everything and nothing and you
Do you feel empty too?
Sakura High
Sakura High
Sakura High
Living the dream takes dedication
I'm yoga poses, procrastination
Fill me with your poetry
In you, can I find me?
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Tall ice cream, mountains, sky
Music in a tent but we're too shy
A funeral, a wedding, a party?
We crept on the edge of eternity
Silent rhythm intoxicants
Peaceful and innocuous
Beats fluttered in our soul
Feeling you'll never grow old
A Buddha rock band
The best in the land
I wanted to shake their hands
Clapping and singing and fans
Taiwanese Mystery Dharma Band
Let's make Buddhism electric
Zen you never expected
Shake your booty to enlightenment
There's lots of Twitter excitement
Anything but what's become normal:
a president with a vacant soul
Ready to rule the world until it breaks
Beginner's mind doesn't mean we ignore mistakes
A Buddha rock band
The best in the land
I wanted to shake their hands
Clapping and singing and fans
Taiwanese Mystery Dharma Band
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3. |
Looking in the Shadows
07:54
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Soul’s a wild cat
So hard to catch
Stuffed in like a match
When I unlatch, hold me
What is a home
When you’ve always roamed
Eating stardust and stoned?
Maybe it’s right under my nose
Home, home
floating in a concrete gray sea
Hope, hope
Treasure locked away with a key
Raw, raw
Memories of a place you didn’t need
Dig, plant
A barren land that grows a fear seed
Never gonna find it that way, you've been looking in the shadows
Mind once was pure,
now insecure
delusional and sure
Eating clouds might be a cure.
Maps on a wall
Faded and small
Lines and colors call
Maybe if I fall, I’m free.
Breathe, breathe
Tree shedding all your pretty leaves
Whole, whole,
you’re letting go the things you didn’t need
Time, time,
pulls away at your tethered soul
Smoke, smoke,
curls in lungs to fill up all the holes
Never gonna find it that way, you've been looking in the shadows
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Santa Dharma Tokyo, Japan
Santa Dharma is a Tokyo-based experimental pop duo formed in 2012 after a chance meeting in a tiny hookah bar. Their nostalgia-infused DIY sound mixes 80s toy synthesizers, fuzzy electric ukulele, retro drum machines, and field recordings as a backdrop for lyrics about reincarnation and space travelers. They create an energetic live electro sound without the use of computers. ... more
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