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Machine​-​Made​-​Hand

by Michael Mooney

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1.
Dog 03:53
Dog I'm following the boy, running by the church chasing his dog for all hes worth sitting there a man catching the sun Say "there goes me when I was young" Lady in the park Painted like a bird Comatose lust of a rented girl she lost something nameless hes losing his friend that dog will run like the world has no end Down by the willow tree we all hide under the willow tree see her aching to kiss his red face Dont let it get you down an act of human kindness somehow got behind us Dark clouds around you just keep on smiling at the silver lining boy crowing at the sky, unintelligible words sense of helplessness we watch crop circle sensations white crayon in mud somebody somewhere sees what we have done down by the willow tree we all hide under the willow tree no i dont understand but im ready to lend you my hand Dont let it get you down an act of human kindness is coming back to bite us you turn your jacket inside out its made of un-stitched bindings and a silver lining its all about the timing
2.
these are the broken lights these are the traffic signs these are the pretty little things this is what they bring, there is a silence here these are the folks you know they'll watch you as you grow, they will see you standing standing tall these are the books I've read be careful what you put in your head it stays around til your back in the ground And it's a weight around my neck im wearing it like a crown chemicals do there rounds dangerous close to insane But there is a hook there is a line one inch in my eye so stay here by my side and listen to the driving rain im really glad you came these are hard fought lows this is an ill got good there is a ladder on the wall i been on every rung im shaking my fist as i fall counting every hair on your head trying make a tally of what is left cause all the rest up and left and it's a weight around my neck wearing it like a crown hope it dont bring you down dangerously close to insane but there's a hole there is a line one inch in my eye so stay here by my side listen to the driving rain im really glad you came and you wake in the dark of a dream keep your head, but you cant find your feet and you know, you could tell all your friends that were all gonna die on the way to the grave you could set them all on fire my love i will wait for you like a dog at the gate these are the broken lights these are the traffic signs losing my feeling like falling asleep in the snow these are the books that ive read be careful what you put in your head it stays around til your back in the ground and its a weight around my neck wearing it like a crown hope it dont bring you down dangerously close to insane there is a hole there is a line one inch from my eye so stay here by my side listen to the driving rain im really glad you came
3.
Night Map 03:23
On my third attempt of walking through the wall got my nose out of joint theres a lesson here I'm sure I want to love you but its getting hard Hard.... following our night maps in the dark Someones pulling our strings Im jumping all the time you dont blink at nothing a plastic hand thats clutching ice dont want to hurt you but I think I might try trying is always half the fun (The fun the fun the fun) somewhere in my mind its already done how my mind bullets fizz and they hit their mark your plastics melting and your tears they will run I am your father now I am no longer your son I can feel it inside your weakness I touched your heart Our night maps are redrawn....
4.
White Weapon 03:10
white weapon another year has come a year has gone another trip survived around the sun keep me together with a paperweight a folded man afraid to drift away im happy here in my electric chair fumbling in the dark one hand on my heart and that white weapon took a long time to make only a moment to break every year i try to shake it off the fear i'll lose the things my father lost setting fire to his paper planes he always destroys the things he makes happy their in his upholstery chair he is never gonna put it down fingers tight around that white weapon took a long time to make only a moment to break that white weapon
5.
getting diamonds out of stones woman I can hardly wait for the edges to erode were making our escape my mouth is raw its been talking so long hesitating on the edge Were looking through the looking glass just let the hours come and pass love is a terrible truth gotta let it go total control getting closer as we go woman you are out of your mind is that how you got untied can you unravel mine my heart is sore its been pounding so long stuttering like a horse at the gates were looking through the looking glass just let the hours come and pass love is a terrible truth gotta let it go total control Im watching the sky im letting it go let it pass me by shes letting it lie shes already gone just let sleeping dogs

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released May 12, 2011

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Michael Mooney Montréal, Québec

"Michael Mooney manages to echo Brian Wilson, The Beatles at their most psychedelic and Radiohead, all the while carving his own sonic identity amongst those apparent influences. [...] The four songs (and interlude) that make up Another World’s Sun are uniformly fantastic, leaving us eager to hear what’s next for this guy." ****
Kevin Laforest - Hour Montréal 01-12-2011
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