sloppy music to feel dreamy to

by Fat Transfer

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for sensitive weirdos stuck in rural america


released January 1, 2003



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Fat Transfer (2003-2011) is the former project of Tieraney Carter.

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Track Name: aguas de marco
*Song written and composed by Antonio Carlos Jobim,
A stick, a stone, it's the end of the road;
It's feeling alone, it's the weight of your load;
It's a sliver of glass, it's life, it's the sun;
It's night, it's death, it's a knife, it's a gun;
A flower that blooms, a fox in the brush;
A knot in the wood, the song of a thrush;
A myst'ry of life, the steps in the hall;
The sound of the wind, and the waterfall.
It's the moon floating free, it's the curve of the slope;
It's an end, it's a bee, it's a reason for hope;
And the river bank sings of the waters of March;
It's the promise of spring, the joy in your heart.

A spear, a spike, a stake, a nail;
It's a drip, it's a drop, it's the end of the tale;
The dew on the leaf in the morning light,
The shot of a gun in the dead of the night;
A mile, a must, a thrust, a bump,
It's the will to survive, it's a jolt, it's a jump;
Blue print of a house, a body in bed;
Car stuck in the mud, it's the mud, it's the mud;
A fish, a flash, a wish, a wing;
It's a hawk, it's a dove, it's the promise of spring;
And the river bank sings of the waters of March;
It's the end of dispair, the joy in your heart.

A stick, a stone, it's the end of the road;
The stump of a tree, it's a frog, it's a toad;
A sigh, a breath, a walk, a run;
A life, a death, a rain, a sun;
And the river bank sings of the waters of March;
It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart.
Track Name: thoughts explode
thoughts explode like land mines inside my mind a million times a minute. what do they do inside of you? i try to find the answer with art affection conversation and other countless hopeless methods. my hopes are low because i know how far away we really are. and even if we were to kiss closeness of flesh could never penetrate the phantom wall between us all communicative limits.
Track Name: conversation between the dead and the living
*Song featuring Adam Healton
Track Name: my eyes get wet
my eyes get wet from the cold when i'm looking at the sky at night, at night. blurry vision makes the stars look like jackson pollock just might be responsible for each dripping light. feeling the wetness of your mouth with my tongues delightful. kissing makes the sparking stars ignite.
Track Name: my heart gets saturated
when my heart gets saturated and i don't know what to do sometimes it is from elation sometimes its from feeling blue i release the tension from my eyes and from my skin so grateful for eyelids and platelets there to seal me up again

when my heart gets saturated there's no more room
when my heart gets saturated i must make room
Track Name: polyamory anthem (worthless)
i'm not as cold as i might seem, you know.
when we're alone i want you. so take me in your shaking arms. i'll be all yours but not alone. all though i can't be yours alone that doesn't make it worthless.