Nighthawks At McCoys

by Time, Maudlin Magpie & A Thousand Vows

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[Time] Well he’s drinking his coffee just to get a warm up Diner food and the road has his stomach tore up Caffeine tolerance enormous, this diner is his fortress Working class reflection but the mirror says your gorgeous Credit card debt and bounced checks but he walks like he’s Forbes list Just another poor kid, smoking weed trying to bloom into an orchid Him and his friends made big plans on their childhood porches Action they ignored it, stagnation is what a corpse is Little did they know that passion is an orchard Dreams of fancy cars never knowing their heart’s were red porsches [Maudlin Magpie] But the thing about the heart is that it only speaks in silence and its purity wills one thing through a landscape of violence the sign says exit his heart wanders windswept for a lonely hunter it will be its blood a risky fuel to burn this percolating phoenix in Molina’s ashen urn through caffeine clarity he sees in dried coffee stained reflections a soft valence of growth ring like old trees longing for direction discerning patterns but no final lot was cast the coffee grounds amassed like tea leaves they settle to the surface his mind leaves hypnotic eyes soaking specters of discarded flint left sparkless in booths abandoned though a glint of hope remains burning forever, these dreams of infinite mass countering the weight of coffins buried deep under his mask desires in abeyance falling towards the undone in the ether a chaos carving space among a growing wilderness of wonder
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B.R.E.A.M. 05:36
[Time] Never was there a darker night for intelligence They marinate the truth in lies and call it relevant You fell in love with the fiction and married the addiction Divorced your emotions, reality is missing A cure in a pill, remedies that kill Intimately atomized, society's ill The train's brakes sound like a million phantoms Our DNA dances, braided in tandem Intimate in our strangeness, nothing is random Alone in front of cameras they blink so candid We no longer dance, our dance is labor Our smile is photoshopped, we believe in saviors Our teeth are time cards, we floss with time sheets It's snowing chalk, this world's a crime scene We vomit bounced checks, we cough bills and sneeze debt We fill up bankrupt cups and sip regret Furnished nothingness in a foreclosed home We set bonfires to Panzers and unpaid loans If you admit your misery, you are not a patriot Work until you die, even if you hate it We're online trolls we're the new barbarians Why don't rappers talk about being vegetarian? Banks rule everything around me, B.R.E.A.M Get free, burn the dolla dolla bill YALL [Maudlin Magpie] Destructors broke into the place burning bills flew in our face the dark night of the soul sealed our scars so old we’re superficial in the deep [Time] People go to jail for having a weed stem But banks are drug dealers they lend money to them I'm writing S-A-M-O on a rusty wall I'm in a decayed phone booth waiting for you to call Foreclosed ghosts want the grave to admit them The economic hitmen are coming to get them Communities decompose in front of the TV We're in Plato's cave no one wanna believe me I caught uncle sam tagging IMF He had a whiskey slur with blood on his breath They say you can buy freedom with the help of a loan But there ain't no water in the wells fargo by my home I'm alone, on these genocide plains I roam This isn't a song, it's a death squad poem Welcome to the spectacle, please don't think Just keep on paying your service charge to the bank Are you a consumer or are you a creator? They put the poor in prisons cause capital is sacred Sometimes you find the truth when you start to live a lie Sometimes you need to die in order to survive If the limbs infected, sometimes you got to cut it off They say follow the money but I think I got lost Banks rule everything around me, B.R.E.A.M Get free, burn the dolla dolla bill YALL [Maudlin Magpie] Destructors broke into the place burning bills flew in our face the dark night of the soul sealed our scars so old we’re superficial in the deep
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03 03:51
[Maudlin Magpie] Twisted limbs broken from wind Ian Curtis’s Eternal within sealed in blood under parchment it waits walking up through the skin cursive lines fill my veins this murky fury burning inside is there a moment or just second hand lies? [Time] The hands on the clock are choking me Threw her ashes in the open sea Hate brings us together love tears us apart But she’s at the bus stop so I’m back at the start Traffic moves like clouds, I move like a ghost I’m stuck in this window with fantasies as my host I’ve never been too good at drowning But here comes the storm, I’m glad fate found me [Maudlin Magpie] I close my eyes and wait for the rain a clamour of sound and the silence begins deep in clay the warriors wait exhumed from trenches we’ll watch their escape [Time] That’s not a wave that’s a goodbye It’s a farewell for the good guys They were gadflies for the bad guys So bury them all with the dandelions In this organized disaster we call society Emotion went extinct along with sobriety Some saw a murder, some saw a poem People gather round a corpse that is their own [Maudlin Magpie] As they become the unsung the milk rose up in garden plots I love her thoughts they ignore social order there is no time just this singular mortar and there's no fear when history’s waiting nowhere in nature to contemplate the mind’s making distorted truths in sane minds capsize ‘til the skies filled with fish coral clouds scrape the eyes [Time] Death laid eggs in the wound Routine’s a mass grave, no one gets a tomb You can’t make bones for a jellyfish No spine in the back of a sel-fish Don’t you waste that blood on a blush Nothingness is up and the gold leaves rust We wrote nostalgia in wet cement As America drowned in machines and lament [Maudlin Magpie] All failed attempts collapsed in their forms bled out in time ‘til their beating’s unknown but what is lost and what is just sleeping deep in pause you can hear its heart creeping [Time] Your body's an island, your fingers are peninsulas We used to be pangea what has gotten into us? We’re all in the same place, trying to be alone Worst part about it in your mind I’m not known She was a flower, we let her wither We watered her with bitter words in the winter There was truth on my tongue but I couldn’t taste Now I’m waiting for the termites to eat my wooden face [Maudlin Magpie] As they walk on past the bus stop and death rose up to cast our plots
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[Maudlin Magpie] I dreamt of your familiar stalking shadows of things as mastodon mandibles rattle their teeth from trees the teeth fall and chew the earth's sprawl time lapsed and lost under blankets of rot, fertilized in mulch, gestating for naught we'll slough this bark and bear our mark [Time] Are we alive or are we dead? I fell asleep in the garden bed I’m not a rose and I’m not a weed My mind is dirt, your words are seeds Give me room and I promise I’ll bloom And we I die just dance on my tomb In the future I’ll feed the worms We’ll all be dust, you’ll get your turn My heart is quartz, my soul is stone We’ll all decay but never alone Sometimes silence can be a poem I feel so fake like styrofoam Wanna live forever like mastodon bones Wanna live forever like mastodon bones Wanna live forever like mastodon bones I’m a live forever like mastodon bones [Maudlin Magpie] We crawled out of a mud bath a primordial soup this slipstream reality revealing the fruits of process once fraught not lost we watched at Chihuru began placing the eggs at the center of the mouths open gaping decayed we watched our death and creations brea(d)th [Time] Are we alive or are we dead? I fell asleep in the garden bed I’m not a rose and I’m not a weed My mind is dirt, your words are seeds Give me room and I promise I’ll bloom And we I die just dance on my tomb In the future I’ll feed the worms We’ll all be dust, you’ll get your turn My heart is quartz, my soul is stone We’ll all decay but never alone Sometimes silence can be a poem I feel so fake like styrofoam Wanna live forever like mastodon bones Wanna live forever like mastodon bones Wanna live forever like mastodon bones I’m a live forever like mastodon bones [Maudlin Magpie] And there i break the urn and breath the ash inhale remains of these carbon ghosts these artifacts they stain my lungs i cough up earth amnesia
5.
Lake Pets 01:44
[Time] There’s nothing in this lake but a bunch of lonely bones I’ve been looking for myself, I’ve been lost inside my home Been atheist for a while now I’m losing faith in me I’m on the highway to hell but I can’t afford the fee I hear the crickets in the thickets and the frogs on the shore I carry around this axe to turn logs to doors I’ve been doubting myself more and loving myself less My clout is on all fours struggling for its last breath But I don't really give a fuck what you think I don't care I write these songs for sad people so they know I’m there You’re not alone with these poems it just feels that way sometimes These letters are just stitches some medicine that rhymes I told death all my problems he laughed until he wept Not out of sadness just divine comedy i guess I wanna fill this lake with the bones of all our pets, cause they were our friends So we can reanimate their corpses and hold them once again
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[Time] Sitting here under another starry night I’m trying to get my mind right, thoughts took my sight So much to do, so many to listen to But I’m just trying to be in the moment and show love to you I mean how many breaths are we guaranteed? One second you’re heart could be pumping the next it might not beat I’m just trying to keep seeing you blinking I want to see you keep breathing, never stop is what I’m thinking Are just mammals or is love real? Or do animals know what love is and humans got a bad deal Is it human nature to hate you or want to be your neighbor? Would I kill for food or kill others to save you? These are the questions I ask myself while the crickets sing Am I eternal soul or just a carbon thing? These are the things I ponder, I’m sorry my mind wanders We’re taught to love messiahs but I’ve always loved the monsters [Maudlin Magpie] This blood orange sky and Rorschach blossom mind returns from unknown sonic webs your thoughts untangle threads [Time] If it wasn’t for these nerves would I even really feel? If it wasn’t for these eyes would I see myself steal? If it wasn’t for these ears would I really hear the lies? If it wasn’t for this tongue would I taste the salt from your cries? If it wasn’t for this nose would I smell the leaves of the seasons? If it wasn’t for these words would we even have a reason? What’s a body but a symbol, what’s a word but a symbol? What’s a symbol but an attempt to understand reality? What’s reality but a misunderstanding? Without instincts, chemicals, and blood were stranded Took the hand of my ancestors to my family tree I admired the tumors, broken branches, and golden leaves I asked my grandmother where the fruits are? She smiles and points at my heart and says where the roots are I start digging for the truth, my identity and me I find a coffin in the roots, inside’s a mirror, my face is all I see [Maudlin Magpie] This blood orange sky and Rorschach blossom mind returns from unknown sonic webs your thoughts untangle threads
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[Lakewalkers] These photographs can’t stare back The crows stole your eyes, as the gavel cracks Your friends are statues made of wax The tears sound like laughter and the sky rains black [Time] Tentacle face, greed in a suit Burn all your money you’ll get closer to the truth A picture’s worth a 1000 epiphanies Megalo-Maestro radiation symphony Here comes the mothership, let’s write a new bible Let’s make a new religion load up the rifles Peace is impossible like Escher’s triangles They speak in spectacles and write their lies in gold [Maudlin Magpie] With the skeleton key, we're ascending the sea's shelf as the magma stairs climb high to the surface watch the ice nine earth die under each footstep our bodies carved bone, like trees through these winter worlds... [Lakewalkers] These photographs can’t stare back The crows stole your eyes, as the gavel cracks Your friends are statues made of wax The tears sound like laughter and the sky rains black [Maudlin Magpie] and it's this gold flaked pain is why Elliott walked out knuckled clouds reaching through this nuclear drop-out Thing is cradling the new economy's cop-out a sea of tears, tank of fears, will it ever clear??? hypercolor / technicolor, eyes need tracking batteries are charging, keep those veins in the caffeine the continent will drift and send Blackwater packing skyscraper, fear of death, the earth mother's gasping! [Time] These buildings look like Dali was playing with Lincoln Logs But they’re just mausoleums if you look through the fog Adam Smith’s hand will usher you to the plank Cause that wasn’t gods blood that was dogma you drink The drones killed all the butterflies in my stomach Life is open heart surgery these words help me numb it Big brother’s stillborn blame it on the hacking Mother Nature’s in the hospice, the humans left her packing [Lakewalkers] These photographs can’t stare back The crows stole your eyes, as the gavel cracks Your friends are statues made of wax The tears sound like laughter and the sky rains black
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Annie's Moth 05:12
[Time] And here we are right now sitting in the cafe Your telling me life sucks and this is your last day I guess we're all cigarettes, the coffin is the ashtray Life is a movie don't leave early you are not a matinee Regardless if god is real and we all have souls I'm heartless I just want to see you smile and achieve your goals and spark this I see my reflection in your scar, you're in the sky, the sky is starless I'm dead in the tar pit, blame it on the market, blood on the carpet, I was the target I’m looking at the sun I'm waiting for the moon it's just a balloon, we're gone each star is a tear, don't make anymore I wrote this song just to prove you wrong I'll be dead already, spaghetti through this black hole Tell the witch of the waste, I'll be on Howls Moving castle They preheated the oven to 451 and threw the book of life in and cooked it to crumbs Hold the fire and feel the numb, inhale the smoke deep in your lungs This is how they take you, this is how they bake you They make you get the ingredients then they eat the cake and say they made you [Maudlin Magpie] We immolate in saffron light our flame, a wick, through chakra’ed spine its taper holds these dreams through dawn’s eternal light phenomena [Time] We started this album 6 years ago the night before I almost died That's a hell of a hiatus Now most my family is dead but fuck it we made it But is a word that was made for the tongue of the jaded On Arapaho land speaking settlers language They don’t teach history cause the truth is dangerous What the fuck does this have to do with a moth let me explain it Shame on you poets for loving death The moth kissed the flame as it’s wings wept Red larva in the gutters, the cycle continues Listen to the screaming cicada within you Break from your shell, your heart’s a cocoon Meet me where the moths commune Let's shoot out the street lights and fly to the moon Tom said the stars are just glitter and doom You can't spell mother without moth Murder the m, it's other and lost Isabellae you yearn for the moon Each lamp is a lie, it's light's not true Just like flags, wings are flammable Just like Icarus' wings were candles Make me hollow fill me with wax My spines a wick, the cedar cracks I can smell the frost greeting the dawn I see ghosts of moths and the webs they've been on On an endless road, there's nothing but the night I just want to burn long enough to pass the light The flame is not a metaphor the moth is not a simile It’s a scapegoat for extinction, I'm a virus entropy [Maudlin Magpie] We immolate in saffron light our flame, a wick, through chakra’ed spine its taper holds these dreams through dawn’s eternal light phenomena
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[Maudlin Magpie[ He walked passed mirrored dining rooms through an empty sea of cascading booths each wave a ghost the dead reef calls it coral home the final resting place for lost and sunken souls the hour of the wolf’s darkness impregnable but there's no exit from the artifacts of North Denver glaring like cataracts in the eyes of new beholders acid bubbles over black lakes like the glistening eyes of tarantulas always refillable, his genius slaked by ancient gravitas he takes the long way home skipping stones across the loam a waft of petrichor through ionized particles pebble and bone constellations made a scroll of stories across dry beds a cemetery of narratives awakened and undead there’s a storm rolling in reminding the willful their rightful place Mother Nature’s a scapegoat for hungry ghost capital unrestrained he often found family closer to the ground their stories in the fertile soil relational migrations abound [Time] On my sixth cup the coffee's stale, I'm one cup closer to the coffin's nail Death to decaf and other cops, when I die just pour out a pot Bloodshot sun the dawns coming, a truck downshifts like Gene's drumming Rhinestone glasses reflect the stop lights, now it's dusk this is not right Tattooed fingers touch the toast, the coffee steam’s a summoned ghost Emotional weather report, 11 o'clock blues and scattered showers The cue ball moon scratched to a black hole, cover me in plaster it's after hours Jaco on the jukebox, Donna Lee, i walked up federal from one seven Wazee I followed the crooning of the Kenworths, creeping up I-70 I see the phantom 309, Big Joe smiles and flicks me a dime It's a rendezvous of strangers in a graveyard charade It's another narcotic night as the constellations parade Nighthawks at McCoys, no future, no coffee, no joy Each diner is a portal, do you create or do you destroy? Tom pushed a piano down the stairs not to watch it break He pushed it down the stairs to see what music it would make

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The album is a collaboration between the rapper Time, singer-songwriter Maudlin Magpie, and the German based producer A Thousand Vows. This concept album is about a diner that is a portal to dimensions of clarity where ruthless capitalism, alienation, depression, and mortality can be seen more clearly. The album also pays homage to Tom Waits.

Maudlin Magpie: maudlinmagpie.bandcamp.com/album/two-maple-keys

All Songs Produced by A Thousand Vows: athousandvows.bandcamp.com

Cover Art by Gadzooks Bazooka: www.instagram.com/gadzooks_bazooka/

Mixed and Mastered by Kyle Jones at Sleeping Brotherhood Studios

Sax by Jeff Miguel: jeffmiguel.com

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released April 1, 2021

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Time was deemed the future of independent hip-hop by VICE and URB Mag. He has been called the Radiohead of rap and the love child of Neil Young and Andre 3000. He was named one of URB's next 100 artists in alongside Drake, Kid Cudi, and U-N-I. He has done songs with Kool Keith, Sole, and Onry Ozzborn and engineering work for Common. ... more

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