[ti:The Modern Adventures of Plato, Diogenes and Freud]
[ar:Blood]
[al:Child Is Father To The Man]
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[00:00.00]The Modern Adventures of Plato, Diogenes and Freud - Blood, Sweat & Tears
[00:14.27]Father of my morning
[00:16.33]Once my child to the night
[00:19.53]I see that you have minds to cop
[00:22.40]And I can only watch
[00:24.54]With sickened sorrow
[00:30.93]Little do you know of
[00:32.98]The progressions that you teach
[00:36.25]The people that you reach are tired
[00:39.08]Of livin' in a world of elastic towers
[00:47.48]You dance with them
[00:48.54]And sing a song of changes
[00:52.70]And talk with them of life and all its dangers
[00:58.07]Surround yourself with now familiar you strangers
[01:03.09]Who kiss and who hug
[01:04.43]And eventually mug you of your time
[01:09.13]And the clock on the wall is a bore
[01:12.04]As you wander past the door
[01:14.67]And find him lying on the floor
[01:18.34]As he begs you for some more you frozen smile
[01:39.62]You cannot ever picture me
[01:42.30]You know me by my tourghts
[01:45.05]A file for your travelogue oblivious to the night
[01:49.84]The fog around you
[01:56.27]The germs they are ridiculous
[01:58.89]They bother you at night
[02:01.62]The blood that rushes to your brain
[02:04.37]The ticket on the plane you're never catching
[02:12.14]The price you pay exclusive of your taxes
[02:17.56]To chop you up inside with tiny axes
[02:23.14]The girl looks up to you from floors she waxes
[02:28.63]And speaks to your belt with tears among her eyes
[02:34.91]And the clock on the wall is a bore
[02:37.93]As you wander past the door
[02:40.54]And find him lying on the floor
[02:44.11]As he begs you for some more
[02:46.58]You frozen smile
[03:05.42]The metaphysic wrinkles
[03:08.15]In the face of what you face
[03:10.86]Are hidden by the fake-up man
[03:13.71]Who lives inside the Sterno can beside you
[03:21.89]Now climb ye to the mountains
[03:24.50]As the sun is almost gone
[03:27.58]Escaping from your other selves
[03:30.49]Your brothers hide among the shelves inside you
[03:38.74]The games that people play can only bore you
[03:44.12]But only those that know you don't ignore you
[03:49.73]And how many times have
[03:51.14]I come there to restore you
[03:54.68]And caught you lying
[03:56.52]On the couch with father time
[04:01.34]And the clock on the wall is a bore
[04:04.37]As you wander past the door
[04:06.91]And find him lying on the floor
[04:10.51]As he begs you for some more
[04:13.05]You frozen smile