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2002-08-13 | 6:08 p.m.

corduroy licorice pulled a lot of strings to get his promotion at the kite factory.

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different music goes with different times of day. for 'round midnight, pre-bedtime moodaliciousness, i'm all about tom waits' new album, alice.

my favorite song is the title cut. you kind of have to hear it to really appreciate it, but the lyrics are moving in and of themselves:

alice
by tom waits and kathleen brennan

it's dreamy weather we're on
you wave your crooked wand
along an icy pond
with a frozen moon
a murder of silhouette crows i saw...
and the tears on my face
and the skates on the pond
they spell alice

i'll disappear in your name
but you must wait for me
somewhere beneath the sea
there's a wreck of a ship
your hair is like meadow grass
on the tide
and the raindrops on my window
and the ice in my drink
baby, all i can think of is alice

arithmetic arithmetock
i turn the hands back on the clock
how does the ocean rock the boat
how did the razor find my throat
the only strings that hold me here
are tangled up around the pier

and so a secret kiss
brings madness with the bliss
and i will think of this
when i'm dead in my grave
set me adrift and i'm lost over there
but i must be insane
to go skating on your name
and by tracing it twice
i fell through the ice
of alice

there's only alice

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