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Know
04:48
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Sunrise sun is out, late against me
I’ve known my contours on this body
Stoke a chill down lines of heat I’ve known
Bordering your body
I’ve known
A bloated figment crushing mine
I’ve known
Until your hands touched my body
I’ve known
But who am I to dislodge dreams
I’ve known
Right away
What are all these skies?
Brass and copper plates
But a dress mid-flight
(Stroke)
Across your face
Pour your lines out
Land against me
I’ll know the orders of your body
I’ll know
All of the seasons of your face
I’ll know
The scriptures of your body
What are all these skies?
Brass and copper plates
But a dress mid-flight
(Stroke)
Across your face
As the wheels take flight
Heavens rearrange
You inside their lights
Haven’t changed
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2. |
Sensation
04:45
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Dreaming with the lilac squad
Burgeoning over you
Watered by the wishing wells
And the images they spew
Falling through an arduous fling
With hummingbirds in spring
Handled by the narrow clutch of youth
Headwind
That would force my eyes until I see
A natural sensation taking me
A natural sensation taking me
Reeling through the fields of life
I’m sucking in the room
Sewn in with a heavy thread
All the images in bloom
Push the weight along the aisles that no one shares
Only waves composing me
Push the water
So precious to lay your hand upon the burning sand
Lay your hand up on the burn
A natural sensation taking me
A natural sensation taking me
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3. |
Nothing Is Holy
04:53
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This
This leaden sky
Stamped into it, didn’t I?
Imagine I could see it
The secret spilled and watering down all the blue
Past Adam’s moon
Spit, bubble-stars and such all pour down
All pour down into me
And nothing is
Nothing is holy
And no one can hold me
(Tonight)
This time you capped the leash
Cut flower
Iron-eyed
Just like the winning scale that is answering to some other gravity
Nothing is holy
And no one can hold me
(Tonight)
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4. |
Air
05:13
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Everything in me is new and light like air
Every thing is freed
It is new and free of care
A dead start
True longing heart enters your hand
For I weave the way this one will turn out
To be called
To lose and mend and what I see
Every ache in me is air
Scrapes of the morning stuck to the days i knew too well
Count all the ways that I got lost with you
To be called
To lose and mend
How did my hand wipe all of this away?
Oh
Is this being lifted by a prayer?
No scream, no flare
Every ache in me is air
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5. |
Ribbons
05:53
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When I see you
I see you completely
Each and every part enticingly flies around
Long fingers, turned gestures
A soul fleeing
I’m a seed, you spine
To drill into the clear of
Your eyes
Tear me to ribbons
Tie me to your eyes
Tear me to ribbons
Tie me to your eyes
When I feel you
I feel you concretely
Oh my banging heart excitedly ties me down
Long fingered, humming gestures
They draw me in
I know that you tried
To break into my heart
Your eyes
Tear me to ribbons
Tie me to your eyes
Tear me to ribbons
Tie me to your eyes
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6. |
Thrashers Swath
04:08
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Wait for me
Throw the hourglass
Wait for me
Wait for me
This here life it is slowborne
Naked as the day you were forlorn
Was a thicket-day and you got so far
With the edged mind ploughing on like the thrasher
There’s shrugged out, rugged coats worn down to the linen
Surveys in the field that eat the seams
I think you meant something to someone somewhere and that’s what kept you gone
Passed the long haul little mower
But you wish you never looked over your shoulder
In a swath cut by a ricochet that silver lining won’t pay
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7. |
You (Everywhere)
04:57
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I knew you would get me
Right through the cracks of life
Your face in all summer
Rationed through specks of light
Take me don’t spare me
Nothing but your own right
Wake me, unwarily
Of all things but your own night
Every way I move
All is full of you
The night hours and the days
Are spilling out your face
Everything’s the same
Is carrying your name
Tell me just how dare you be
Everywhere
Take me don’t spare me
Nothing but your own right
Wake me, unwarily
Of all things but your own night
Every way I move
All is full of you
The night hours and the days
Are spilling out your face
Everything’s the same
Is carrying your name
Tell me just how dare you be
Everywhere
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8. |
Burdens
04:42
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Something has toppled the infant seat
Something has bell punched the shell
A word lit in the oil pool
Don’t sweat it, don’t tell
Something is pressing efficiency
Rolled up sleeves choking the well
Confessions feeding on the knees
Go get on, get well
Like a dead beat lost survivor
Like a burden to yourself
Like an unrelenting striver
That is burdening with self
Oh yeah
Something has toppled the infant seat
Something has bell punched the shell
A word lit in the oil pool
We’re sweating like hell
Something is pressing efficiency
Rolled up sleeves choking the well
Confessions feeding on the knees
Oh well
Dead beat lost survivor
Like a burden to yourself
Like an unrelenting striver
That is burdening with self
Oh no
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My fear is but a looting game I was set to play
And if I had known what it would claim I would have gone the other way
Suck night till you’re pacified and dive beneath the wheel
But you ain’t and you fear god in a puff of air
But it ain’t
Share your dreams and share your goals for some might realize
Some might have compromised your soul as they flare under the guise of glory
Hallelujah, glorious
They are just like you are
But they ain’t, are they baby?
No they ain’t
Share your love, share your heart with me
Share your love, share your heart with me
Shed your tears and cry
Hold your heart
Hold your heart into the sun
But it ain’t an easy one to swallow
No it ain’t
No it ain’t
No it ain’t an easy one to swallow
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10. |
One Star
05:13
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Hey you, what have you done?
Piercing through the limelights pasty skin
Are you feeling better?
When the white hits you right
Nails you to a rag dripping with night you are a star
Oh you’re a star now don’t you see
We’re all stars, you and me
Hanging up in the skies, twinkling
This spot has gotten narrow so you took to the road
So used to travelling but you’re not used to the load
Called for the bearer but she’s on strike
Called for the shearer to cut this thorn of bright white worry from your side
Waving your arms around the pampa
Entrance: the travelling salesman riding on a temper
Sugar-coat anecdotes
Here’s a cobbled way with words, why take a left on a line of thought
When the sky is littered with them
Only heavy hitters make it to the end
We’re armored stars
Oh we’re poor little armored stars
Clip it, rip it
Make it fall apart
Rip that armor off your heavy heart
You won’t need it no more
Throw that armor away
Look me up if you want to
That’s fine
Half-way station along that aforementioned line
Recollections of how and when?
Oh they’ll turn to tarmac if you go over them again
Cried a little
Lost my pride a little
Went and tried committing
Tastes so good the lips in the morning, every morning now is how and when
Upward glance
Sifting through the heap
Lord, all I really need is one star
Oh give me a star
Give me
Oh give me a star
Why don’t you let a star fall down onto me
I’m standing here with my open arms ready to catch it
Ready for an embrace
Why don’t you give me that star
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