1. Wise Crow
2. The Regulatory Commission
3. Aiming High
4. Heat in the Underground Mine
5. Greased Wheel
6. Return of the Puffy Ducks
7. Fermenting Lobster Compost Coupled With The Power of Rancid
Ancient Slurry Composed Largely of Fish Assholes
8. Squaring of Circles


"The Regulatory Commission"

Compliance - these days...
Is clearly all the rage.
There's nothing left to skirt around.
A black mark on every page.
Freedom well it don't belong -
Where private ghosts become so strong.
Don't deny the ties that bind decay.
Pushing 2K times each day.
We have trouble meeting faces.
We can't trust the data.
If it comes from unknown places.
Self today wears many hats -
A pinch of this a dab of that.
Behold the shared device
Retina once - password twice.
Access.


"Aiming High"

Paint yourself into a corner - you know that shit will dry.
There's no mirror you can shatter that will change their mind.
Pissed off people are feeding on the carcass now
There's no way that you can get it off the banned list.
We have all the metrics and the numbers say enough for us.
There's gonna be a racket be and a cover up and broken homes.
And the inquiry goes on and on for years.
And all that comes from process is the sound
Of three card monte and your future and your past arrears.
All rolled up together now.
But here's a torch and ice just in case.
You'll need to try harder.
A whole lot harder now.
There's another feedin' coming up this season.
Right around the corner out your back door children...
Don't forget to pack your teeth.


"Greased Wheel"

Walking through a city
Where it's clear there's something wrong is such a trip.
Revolving door a metaphor for all the little mishaps with the script.
Blatant execution -
it was planned while you were sleeping off the drugs.
Permanent solutions to the issues that will sink you with the flood.
The tide will erase you.
Nation building exercise - sleep deprived and paranoid as fuck.
Monetized and self aware supplying us the business end of luck.
Targeted "recovery" as so often it will happen - on and on.
And on....
We stockpile the hostile
Just in case you think you might not need a bomb.
The tide will erase you.


"Return of the Puffy Ducks"

How many times should we let this go ??
Take what you need and be gone.
Hold onto hope you can breach divide.
Here's to the failure - to the ailing broke inside.
Break your problems down so we can flesh 'em out.
At least we'll fucking try.
No great solution comes upon another - ever.
When it's needed the most of all.
Take - take another dose to make up.
Move yourself up along the chain.
Re-map the neurons - change the placement.
Graph the numbers on Cartesian plane.
Splice "corrections" in the framework stat.
Make a lovely noise.
In case of fire - you know we got your six.
Deploy!
There's a good chance - when we go that far...
We could alter time.
Temporal logistics be damned...
All will always be fine!
Every future in a trillion lines.


"Squaring of Circles"

If you must be a ghost it's not so bad.
You always fit -
There's always room.
Never cold and never hot -
The seasons change -
You decorate your tomb.
When all the jokes are over -
And the music's on but you can't hear the tune.
You know something's missing -
But you can't care like you used to -
When the moon it took forever to descend into the never
And I am there but you don't know.
And you put on a first rate show.
We fly away and laugh again.
The morning air is clear today.
Despite the deep regret you keep in tow
It's nice to know that I will stay.
And you can keep on keeping score.
It appears you've made so little -
It won't let you past the riddle.
And in the end the circles bend
And all the water flows along.
Stretched into ellipses
All the business we've been dealing with goes on.