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Mr. Loon
03:36
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Verse 1
They call me Mr. Loon,
Won’t you listen to my tune,
I’ve got a tall tale.
Another story to tell,
About a freak who’s bound to break the spell.
Chorus
They call me Mr. Loon
Tilt back your head and howl at the moon,
Yeah, they call me Mr. Looney,
If you focus real hard
you can see right through me.
Verse 2
I’ve got a shop of my own
Filled with items you’ve never known,
It’s a nice shop.
Knickknacks and doodads,
But what I’ve got, it simply just ain’t enough.
Chorus
They call me Mr. Loon,
The keeper of luck and the master of swoon,
Yeah, they call me Mr. Looney,
Pull the wool from your eyes,
There’s no reason to fool me.
They call me Mr. Loon,
Mr. Loon, that’s what they call me.
Verse 3
What is this machine?
Its something that I’ve never seen.
What does it do?
It’s the strangest thing.
What’s the secret, can you give me a clue?
Chorus
They call me Mr. Loon
Try to find a conclusion, we’ll get there soon,
Yeah, they call me Mr. Looney,
Wouldn’t question my ways
If you really knew me.
Yeah, they call me Mr. Loon,
Mr. Loon,
Mr. Loon,
Mr. Loon.
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3. |
Chapter 1 - Tall Tales
00:50
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The tallest of tales can be found in dreams,
stories before and after our time.
Peculiar smiles, the windswept machine,
Would happen to stop at the drop of a dime.
Here, Mr. Loon, with his silly flat cap,
Collected a rare and strange artifact.
Observing his prize, he gave it a slap
And waited for steaming machine to react.
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The Spectacular Machine
02:58
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Verse 1
What is this strange thing I see before me?
Does it have a place to plug some power?
Did it come from out the sky or underneath the ground?
Need us not wait around and waste away the hour.
Chorus
Have you tried to ever form a reason,
But you can’t explain the things you’ve seen.
With a tip of the hat,
All the people lining up for the spectacular machine.
Verse 2
What do you think it’s true purpose is?
Is it meant for making sandwiches?
Seems like it’s meant to hover in the sky.
Then again, I could be wrong.
Chorus
Have you tried to ever form a reason,
But you can’t explain the things you’ve seen.
With a tip of the hat,
All the people lining up for spectacular machine.
Verse 3
Ah yes, I see what it is now.
A vehicle for air travel.
Bring me to the limits of the city.
What does this button do?
Chorus
Have you tried to ever form a reason,
But you can’t explain the things you’ve seen.
With a tip of the hat,
All the people lining up for the spectacular machine.
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Polygon Shapeshift
01:09
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Evergreen Forest
03:04
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Verse 1
In the twilight of her eyes,
Glowing all around.
I would never leave,
I would never leave,
I would never leave you there.
Silver water flowing through
Deep from underground.
I would never leave,
I would never leave,
I would never leave you there.
Chorus
Evergreen,
Growing through the long years
with melody in your ears.
I would never leave you there.
Verse 2
Mystic scene of morning dew
Whispers gentle sounds.
I would never leave,
I would never leave,
I would never leave you there.
Chorus
Evergreen,
Growing through the long years
with melody in your ears.
I would never leave you there.
Verse 3
Far beyond the sunken caves
Lost until they’re found.
I would never leave,
I would never leave,
I would never leave you there.
Float away on amber waves
Fly before we’ve drowned.
I would never leave,
I would never leave,
I would never leave you there.
Chorus
Evergreen,
Growing through the long years
with melody in your ears.
I would never leave you there.
Evergreen,
Growing through the long years
with melody in your ears.
I would never leave you there.
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Out of a thick fog came a howling storm taking Mr. Loon and his machine by surprise. His engine was no match for the gales that bellowed forth their mighty current and all he could do was pray.
The machine plunged from the sky and crashed into a sludge pit bubbling with rude gasses and mud. Mr. Loon peeled himself away and swiftly ran past the fire brush and tall tree promenade. He heard whispers drifting from a nearby cottage, surfacing like some forgotten lure of a field mouse in search of breadcrumbs. And that’s when he realized he wasn’t lost; he had been there before.
He walked towards the whispering, gently summoning him forward into a grand light. The warm sensation touched his soul and melted his mind into a pool of liquid thought. Jaw dropped and star struck he raised his hands to shield his eyes from blinding. And with a sudden calm the light grew dim as someone came approaching.
A figure in a mask walked slowly toward him, as Mr. Loon, weary from travel, felt broken. But as the figure removed their colorful guise, he realized she was none other than the famous Mrs. Trinket.
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Verse 1
Free falling, tumbled out from the sky.
Breeze calling for me to come back and fly,
It all seems so high.
Chorus
Where is a place to stay?
Mrs. Trinket’s Bird Sanctuary.
What is it that you say?
Mrs. Trinket’s Bird Sanctuary.
Just like a bird of prey.
Mrs. Trinket’s Bird Sanctuary.
Catching a worm, an earlier rise I have
Another reprise made out for live one.
Verse 2
Free falling through the tear in her eye.
See sawing on the breath of her sigh,
It could make her cry.
Chorus
Where is a place to stay?
Mrs. Trinket’s Bird Sanctuary.
What is it that you say?
Mrs. Trinket’s Bird Sanctuary.
Just like a bird of prey.
Mrs. Trinket’s Bird Sanctuary.
Catching a worm, an earlier rise I have
Another reprise made out for live one.
Chorus
Where is a place to stay?
Mrs. Trinket’s Bird Sanctuary.
What is it that you say?
Mrs. Trinket’s Bird Sanctuary.
Just like a bird of prey.
Mrs. Trinket’s Bird Sanctuary.
Catching a worm, an earlier rise I have
Another reprise made out for live one.
Where is a place to stay?
Mrs. Trinket’s Bird Sanctuary.
What is it that you say?
Mrs. Trinket’s Bird Sanctuary.
Just like a bird of prey.
Mrs. Trinket’s Bird Sanctuary.
Catching a worm, an earlier rise I have
Another reprise made out for live one.
Ah, lemon skin banana fruit,
Pluck the apple from the eye.
One door closes,
Another door opens.
Sweet berry nectar suit,
The talons grip your burial sign.
One door closes,
Another door opens.
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Engine Trouble
04:02
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Verse 1
Go, go, what you say?
I don’t need to fret it,
If you know how to fix it,
Baby, better than before.
Now go, go, what you may.
No need to forget it,
If you just need to set it,
Baby, I had a feeling.
Pre-Chorus
So, what’s wrong with your machine?
Do you think there’s a way to save me
From engine trouble?
Chorus
Merry go round in a Watusi,
Hope you folks have a ticket to ride on.
Got to take a trip to see “what’s his name”,
Patch you up with a hydrogen ion.
Dr. Swindlebeast, one in the same,
Hands of man and the mane of a lion.
It’ll take him a day,
He’ll fix your engine up and
You’ll be on your way.
Verse 2
Go, go, day by day,
There’s no need to panic,
Cause he’s the best mechanic,
Baby, you’re on a mission.
Go, go with no delay,
Time to go out and find him,
On the other side of the mountain,
Baby, we have ignition.
Pre-Chorus
So, what’s wrong with your machine?
Do you think there’s a way to save me
From engine trouble?
Chorus
Merry go round in a Watusi,
Hope you folks have a ticket to ride on.
Got to take a trip to see “what’s his name”,
Patch you up with a hydrogen ion.
Dr. Swindlebeast, one in the same,
Hands of man and the mane of a lion.
It’ll take him a day,
He’ll fix your engine up and
You’ll be on your way.
Verse 1
Go, go, what you say?
I don’t need to fret it,
If you know how to fix it,
Baby, better than before.
Now go, go, what you may.
No need to forget it,
If you just need to set it,
Baby, I had a feeling.
Pre-Chorus
So, what’s wrong with your machine?
Do you think there’s a way to save me
From engine trouble?
Chorus
Merry go round in a Watusi,
Hope you folks have a ticket to ride on.
Got to take a trip to see “what’s his name”,
Patch you up with a hydrogen ion.
Dr. Swindlebeast, one in the same,
Hands of man and the mane of a lion.
It’ll take him a day,
He’ll fix your engine up and
You’ll be on your way.
Merry go round in a Watusi,
Hope you folks have a ticket to ride on.
Got to take a trip to see “what’s his name”,
Patch you up with a hydrogen ion.
Dr. Swindlebeast, one in the same,
Hands of man and the mane of a lion.
It’ll take him a day,
He’ll fix your engine up and
You’ll be on your way.
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Chapter 3 - Great Escape
01:13
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Making their way through a dark corridor, Mr. Loon and Mrs. Trinket moved slowly forward. Only by candlelight could they see shadows before them that seemed to flicker and dance to suddenly disappear.
They dragged the spectacular machine behind them, edging closer and closer to the end of the tunnel. There was a breath of light exhaling from a short distance, which gave the traveling party hope. As they approached their exit, Mrs. Trinket released her purple kingfisher to observe their trials up ahead. But as they listened to its birdsong echo over the hill, a crack appeared in the ground and began to swallow the land around them.
Running for their lives, our travelers pulled the spectacular machine up the hill to safety. The ground crumbled away at their feet as they watched the valley sink into a river of lava. Moving quickly toward the sound of the kingfisher’s song, their destination could be seen unfolding. Their long journey had come to an end, they had arrived at the office of Dr. Swindlebeast.
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Verse 1
On the wind of a hurricane’s wide eye flies an albatross.
Where the ground had fell to a landslide, have to hop across.
With a heap of a scrap metal junkyard pulling by a line,
Mr. Loon moved his other foot onward, shivers up his spine.
Chorus
When its high time you’ve found out
Which way the dominos will fall.
And its high time you’ve realized
It was never really there at all.
Verse 2
Then approached by a nurse in a white gown, he was welcomed in.
Dr. Swindlebeast will see your machine now, the session will begin.
With a head of a green chameleon, and the hands of man.
Used a wrench and a hammer as medicine to cure the malady within.
Chorus
When its high time you’ve found out
Which way the dominos will fall.
And its high time you’ve realized
It was never really there at all.
Pre-Jam
Lets see what we have here.
Hydraulic pressure drive.
Supersonic overload conductor.
Nuclear heat sensor.
But it is indeed a sick machine.
Don’t worry your little head.
The doctor is in.
Chorus
When its high time you’ve found out
Which way the dominos will fall.
And its high time you’ve sought out
The answers you can’t recall.
Is the machine fixable dear doctor?
When its high time you’ve found out
Which way the dominos will fall.
And its high time you’ve realized
It was never really there at all.
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Watt Sedation
01:26
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Floating Expectations
03:50
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Verse 1
Wake from a dream, vivid as I remember you,
Born from the realm of a slow, sequined scene.
Shimmering by, try to change up my point of view.
Picked up to vanish, never heard, nor seen.
I wouldn’t know where to begin,
I really can’t be sure.
I wouldn’t place the world on a pin
unless I know that its secure.
Chorus
There is a light, it will shine
a thousand years,
as long as we’ve got
floating expectations.
It is a crystal from a higher guard
dressed in marigold,
it’s a shrine to ones you love.
Verse 2
And with a smile saying all parts were good as new,
The good doctor returned the machine.
Make sure to dust off any grease, slime or residue,
It is important to keep the thing clean.
Getting back onto the wing
And preparing us to fly.
Mrs. Trinket’s kingfisher sings as
our machine took to the sky.
Chorus
There is a light, it will shine
a thousand years,
as long as we’ve got
floating expectations.
It is a crystal from a higher guard
dressed in marigold,
it’s a shrine to ones you love.
The ones you love.
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Mr. Loon returned to Lizard House in search of the forgotten manuscript. Opening the wooden door to a creaking halt, a cloud of dust kicked up unearthing remains of the razed exhibit. He proceeded to walk forward, unknowing and unafraid of what awaits him in the next room. From a distance, Mr. Loon could see the empty cage of what once held the most dangerous lizard known to man.
Shaking and terrified, he wiped the muck from his boots as his site narrowed on the location of the lost text. And with his gaze tarnished by a startling bang, he quickly turned to come face to face with the scaly demon itself. Sick to his stomach with terror, Mr. Loon kneeled to the floor and prepared for his attack. Reaching for the dagger in his left coat pocket, he stared into the abyss of two giant yellow eyes and struck a resounding blow.
After the beast’s unfortunate demise, Mr. Loon grabbed the manuscript and made his escape from Lizard House. He left the scene with treasure in hand, but as he looked back on the reptilian chamber, he could see light vanish from the sky and reappear before him.
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Wings
04:03
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Verse 1
I don’t know what to say to you,
You don’t know what to say to me.
As long as we’ve got company
Nothing else matters.
Doesn’t seem any different,
Different stories will help you see.
When leaving the light on.
Leaving the light on.
Chorus
Roll your eyes closed
And dream of where we’ll be.
Its not making sense at all.
Grow your hair out
And scream until we’re free.
Verse 2
With a modification,
We can ride on in your machine.
We’ll fly along the winds of change
on wings of destiny.
Soaring out of the dark world
A million colors will fill your eyes
When leaving the light on.
Leaving the light on.
Chorus
Roll your eyes closed
And dream of where we’ll be.
Its not making sense at all.
Grow your hair out
And scream until we’re free.
Feels like something went wrong here.
Floating onward
‘til worlds fall at your feet.
Transformation,
the cycle is complete.
Bridge
Take a little trip back to where you started from,
Take a little trip back to where the story once begun.
Take a little trip back to when your mind was on the run.
Verse 3
I don’t know what to say to you,
You don’t know what to say to me.
As long as we’ve got company
Nothing else matters.
With a modification,
We can ride on in your machine.
We’ll fly along the winds of change
on wings of destiny.
Soaring out of the dark world
A million colors will fill your eyes
When leaving the light on.
Leaving the light on.
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16. |
The Other Way
02:33
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Verse 1
Here’s to our bitter end,
As far as we could see.
Looney was a brittle man,
Didn’t know what he could be.
But as he narrowed his sight,
He could see the other side.
Holding on is worth the fight,
It had come time to decide.
If he should go the other way.
Verse 2
Trinket, with her nightingale,
Sang a song to take her leave.
Entered mouth of killer whale
And was swallowed by the sea.
Mr. Loon cried through the night,
Didn’t know where to begin.
But as he turned on the light,
He began to look within.
It’s the machine that’s giving life,
To the valley and all its in.
Should we go the other way?
Should we go the other way?
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A Means of Egress
03:18
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Scene is concluding, the characters played,
Now, play out the trumpets and join the parade.
The moral is written, the notion is made,
The story is ending, but don’t be afraid.
Over the mountain the river does flow,
The farther you follow, the more you will know,
But there is an exit for we all must go.
The curtains are closing the end of the show.
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Tyler Kamen New York, New York
Tyler Kamen is a guitarist, singer, song writer, and music producer from New York, NY.
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