1. |
Panacea
02:48
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You’re going to plant flowers all over their face.
With neither fear nor care; make everyone yours.
Every day she screams you’ll never be there,
Back in tune, you’re black and ordered and rare.
Waves push in
Rain always bleeds out
Snow falls in
Wind always rips open.
Leafy little promise rooted deep
Washing in salt; waist deep
Every night she knows you’ll always be there
Back in hiding; tried blue and eaten red
Waves push in
Rain always bleeds out
Snow falls in
Wind always rips open.
Panacea
Panacea is in the trees.
Waves push in
Rain always bleeds out
Snow falls in
Wind always rips open.
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2. |
Yellow
04:19
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I’ll pick up those few spilled petals
And you’ll grow seeds where my touch
Bruised
Yellow
And I’ll tear up so many different petals
And you’ll glue leaves in where there’s holes
All
Yellow
Things like time spread inside
And noises blossom through
Words like eyes fill with air
And I know I have everything
And I’ll throw the same piece of petal
And you’ll qualm and wonder why
It’s
Yellow
And when I finally melt them to one petal
You’ll have already been sure; glowing
Yellow
Things like time spread inside
And noises blossom through
Words like eyes fill with air
And I know I have everything
Yellow turns to rock
And rock turns to rain
And then the rain fills up
Every single thing
Every single thing
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3. |
Senescing Away
03:07
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Senescing away; Awe
…sheets of bark
…glitter and falling
…covering it all
The sun and clouds were birth.
Lungs all full of sky
God’s and force fold you up
Taking turns while being
No time as an animal; Awe
…heart all wide
…ears full of earth
…eyes were air
The sun and clouds were birth.
Lungs all full of sky
God’s and force fold you up
Taking turns while being
You
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4. |
Ocean Mate
03:58
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Waiting on time
Craving time
Floating around
Bleeding down
Wanting an illusion
Roots gushing over
The earth is walking away
Words cause purging
Want to plant them in forests
Forests of clay
You all have eyes to you can breath
Living in meadows
Fruit from sky
Wading so deep
Liquid seed
Like loving a painting
Leaves spreading inside
The ocean mates for life
Who is aging?
Want to plant their hands in soils
Soils of sun
You all have eyes to you can breath
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5. |
Watercolored gods
04:12
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I always find you in trees
Red is the only truth
I always find you in trees
Reminds me there’s something there like time.
Sometimes the rain, it won’t come down.
Sometimes my mouth won’t pry open.
And sometimes God feels like paint.
I always find you in flower
When you’re pink and soft
I always find you in rock
When you’re fish and black
Sometimes the rain, it won’t come down.
Sometimes my mouth won’t pry open.
And sometimes God feels like paint.
Sometimes the rain it won’t come down
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6. |
Perpetua
01:01
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Sometime I think I am
The tree that blocked your path.
Sometimes I think I am
The tree that lit your path.
I am the tree that caught on fire.
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7. |
50% Bird
04:14
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She asked slowly, “Where are we going?”
He said something
Like rocks and water
In the sun, she was his bird
In the star, a weary fish
Then there was the time of stars
He wandered the earth in search of her
She was never found
She was in the lie
He found ways to keep warm
Meanwhile her time as fish
Grew ever thinner
Then one day she was his earth
And in the star, a sleeping earth
In the sun, she was his bird
In the star, a sleepy earth
Then there was the time of stars
He wandered her earth like fire
She would always be found
She was of the earth
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8. |
Malaise
02:10
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When I sigh
I’d rather sleep
When I die
I’d rather sleep
I’d rather sleep
I’d rather sleep
When I sigh---------I’d rather sleep
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9. |
Good Ice
03:30
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She had heard about bad ice
And how the salt water’s always unsafe
Shapes, angles
Painted down her spine
She heard he was there
Where the ice was always good
“I like when you call out for me.”
“I like when you call out for me.”
“I like when you call out for me.”
She walked around the turtle shaped earth
A wide search for a certain god
An offering, land and sky
He was where the ice was good
She knew the ways of earth
Life as a collection of pieces
“I like when you call out for me.”
“I like when you call out for me.”
“I like when you call out for me.”
He had heard that they were changing
The weather
He told her to lean to the side when she stands
And that her spine should mimic that
Of twigs, stones, and ants
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10. |
Kinnaras
04:22
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When I think of him
It’s all sunlight and little bits of green.
Fierce drops of water
With bared teeth and soft lips.
He sprouts from my guts at first
My eyes and my hair like light
He keeps me in jars
For light
You have the only hands that could rip me in pieces.
The only sort of eyes that hold me in place
Your energy milks me thin and fragile
Your water weathers away my paper soul.
He sprouts from my guts at first
My eyes and my hair like light
He keeps me in jars
For light
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11. |
Bee Keeper
05:12
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Way up high
Way up high
Way up high
Way up high
He knows where there’s bees
He knows where there’s bees
He knows where there’s bees
He knows where there’s bees
Way up high
Way up high
Way up high
Way up high
Apiary gold sweet troglodyte
Solitude hot green erudite
Solitude hot green only ersatz
He knows where there’s bees
He knows where there’s bees
He knows where there’s bees
He knows where there’s bees
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