Hummingcone

by Cannonball Statman

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releases June 4, 2017

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Track Name: Ancient Sound
Blew up the world in the middle of the night
All my friends are dead bodies
Blew up the world in the middle of the night
What a time to be alive

I heard an ancient sound of a French horn from the forest
And there was a dog
Living in a hole
In this tree

You’re standing in the doorway
Growing out your deadlock

You ate up all the floorboards
And spit em out across the Earth
You wanna live in Midtown

What a joke
Maybe I want you
To live with our shadows
CoIntelPro
Get a fucking life

I’ve got mine
And it’s shit
Die in my arms
Prizefighter

Some people are born and live and die to be somebody’s muse
Some people make a living picking songs out of the ashes
Everybody dies somebody’s slave
But nobody goes quite like you

You’re living on the ceiling
Going back to Brooklyn

What a poseur
Maybe I want you
To live through the seasons
CoIntelPro
Get a fucking job

The mysterious army stopped in the middle of a field
To the stench of a thousand lilies
The tree dog and his owl friend through themselves in the air
They’re gone now and I don’t know where
But nobody goes quite like you

You’re walking down the highway
Tearing out your larynx

Where the spirit dies
But I want you
To live in my neighborhood
CoIntelPro
Get a fucking brain

I’ve got mine
But I don’t use it
Tear out your teeth
Track Name: F Train Over Brooklyn
He moved out of the park
Exiled from the school
In the basement

The new magician and his car
Green fugitives
They’ve got the blues

And on the F train
She’s living the life
Waiting for the F train
Really living the life

Still stuck inside the piano
Need to find some way to breathe
Without screaming

Still avoiding her old friends
But she found some new ones

And on the F train
They’re living the life
Sleeping on the F train
Really living the life

And on the F train over Brooklyn
Struck by the light
On the F train over Brooklyn
At the beginning of a life
Track Name: Hummingcone Hotel
You should watch the rat
Circling the cockroach colonies

You should watch the rat
Get hit by a train
Fall on the floor
Start up again

You should watch the rat
Try to fight back
Screaming

“I wanna murder you
But murder’s really all you do
You’re a train
And I am a revolution”

Let’s get a little bit more dead in here
I can’t stand up straight
Let’s get a little bit more dead in here
From a hotel room in America
Anyone stands on the other end of the line

I just met you yesterday
You’ve got a big mouth with nothing to say
You only like me because I’m gay
Shotgun instawedding in the USA
You pulled the wool over my open eyes

Since I left my baby
Oh, I’ve been raising hell
At the bottom of this street
At an overpriced hotel
He’s so lonely
He’s gonna die
In bed with an SSRI

The bell hop’s always crying
The staff is dressed in black
They’ve been here forever
They’ve seen a million sunsets
Out the dirty window
In the lobby
They’ll die
In bed with the FBI

Everybody is so bored
Nothing ever happens anymore
Magician in the station
Told me I’m scared of an extraction
Or an extinction
Die
Everybody die

If you see my baby
He won’t be doing well
Tell him I’m not sorry
Go to rot in hell
Cause he’s so lonely
Like I was lonely in his arms
I’m lonely in the shadow
Screaming in the back
That I just wanna die
And I don’t know why

You say that I am crazy
I won’t give my life to you
No
I’m not gonna give you anything yet
I’m gonna crash your private jet
Track Name: Interstellar Helen Keller
I’m standing in the park
Red leaves hit the ground
In front of your eyes

I’m standing in the park
Red leaves hit the ground
Again

Ever since the Fall
You’ve become half of two people
Ever since

The Earth flew
Into the unforeseeable future
The Earth flew

It’s raining
It’s raining in New York
Track Name: New York, NY
No
I don’t wanna die on the street in Manhattan

No
I don’t wanna die on the street tonight
Track Name: Rockport, ME
She’s wondering if anyone has died here
In this city where people come and go
They’re saying she’s borderline insane
And she’s borderlines away from Rockport, Maine

She’d kill anyone if she had to
To die somewhere else
Night falls on her empty room
And she lies awake in bed
Dreaming of Rockport, Maine

She woke up in the morning
To a call from her best friend
She said

“I’m sick and tired of you
You’re driving me insane
Go call up your dealer
Say you need a fix and fast
Maybe not the usual
Maybe some of that harder stuff
That’ll make you forget your past
Like me”

Her roommate had a dream last night
About trying to escape
She said

“I’ve got some things to do on the way back
I’d like you to come for the ride”

She said

“I know technically
Nothing’s allowed
But my home is close to yours
By the harbor
Where it’s always been
In the village of Rockport, Maine”
Track Name: Stargate Opening Over Oaxaca City, MX
(instrumental)
Track Name: The Final Mission
I saw a man in my apartment
In Brooklyn last night
There was a rainwater explosion
In the window over the backyard

I went to the station
I spoke to my friend Ian
And he said I’d broken in
To the wrong Lite FM station

He gave me a mission
Make an intervention
A house call in Hoboken
I said “you’ve gotta be kidding”

And I spoke to the Siamese twins at the door
Said

“Next time I see you
I’m gonna look at you
With these same suspicious eyes
Breaking the bound Aries”

The jazz band kept playing
That same loop over and over again
The night my friend Ian
Showed me pictures of the mission

Head all gray and thinning
Panorama twisting
Blood all over the kitchen
Harmonicas over the backyard

I was walking in Manhattan
Running East from Hudson
I couldn’t catch my breathing
I dreamed I was a free man

And I screamed up to the ear from the floor
Said

No
I don’t wanna die on the street in Manhattan
No
I don’t wanna die on the street tonight
Track Name: Your Arm
I’m in a daze
I’m sitting in a castle watching
You
From afar

I’m in amazement
Of the distance I can see
From here

Suddenly appearing in front of my eyes
Is a woman from the mountain
With bread and liquor
For the weary traveler
Says

“I live inside your arm
That you move around with
Rewind the tape to your drive through Bavaria”

I’m watching the news
Unfold from my room

It smelled like rubbing alcohol
In the subway station today
These undercover policemen were gathered around
With strange machines
I think there was a murder there

I recognized the homeless man from the train ride
We’d talked about the Olympics and collective suicide
He spoke to the policemen and machines with his eyes
He used his position to ask a question
He spoke to the policemen and machines with his eyes
He asked what they were doing in his station
Said

“We live inside your arm
That you move around with
Rewind the tape to your drive through Bavaria”

I’m talking to a vampire
Who moved into a mansion
To draw blood

He walked into a corner store looking for emotion
And a strange scared soldier sent him to get his blood drawn
And the living asked him if he was dead

So he spoke to time
And he spoke to space
And he spoke to the killer
And his frozen face
He said

“Space is a hummingbird
Time is a pinecone
It lives for everyone
It dies for no one“

I recognized the killer from the train ride
We’d talked about magic and assisted suicide
He spoke to the politicians and lawyers with his mind
He evacuated his position with a grand connection
He spoke to the powers that be with his mind
He removed their power from his situation
Said

“You live inside my arm
That I move around with
Rewind the tape to your drive through Bavaria”
Track Name: Zzaj
The jazz band kept playing