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Womb Without Cover
02:56
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Words from the kitchen
Cooking fine
We were promptly seated
Down to dine
A feast of friends
on a sacred night
A warm embrace
And a fading line
Then she said...
“Love is just a distraction
From all of the pain and the acting.”
“No, love is a womb without cover,
A notion that you’re different from others.”
Memories on the tip of the tongue
Slips away like a dream
Eclipsed by the thought of a stuttering sun
Tears seep through the weakened seams
Then she said...
“Love is just a reaction to all of
The desire and attraction.”
“No, Love is just the reflection
Of all of our hopeless conceptions.”
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2. |
April Vacation
03:06
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She said “like so what? It’s done.”
A sort of song like silence and loss
I said “Like so what? That’s love?”
A sort of spellbound gaze with lust and then some
Of wanting too much
You were too much
I wanted too much
We were too much...
And the death of my “darling” and I
Is caught on the outside
And truth be told, this is getting old
So then why
Is the goddess of ends and a ghost
caught on the inside?
And if it’s relevant, it was a day well spent,
I said goodbye
To you
I meant it so much less
When I saw it on the curbside in the West
How these moments become memories
Become the death
Of me here
It’s always near
It feels clear
When you're right here
And the death of my “darling” and I
Is caught on the outside
And truth be told, this is getting old
So then why...
Is the goddess of ends and a ghost
caught on the inside?
And if it’s relevant, it was a day well spent,
I said goodbye
To you
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3. |
A Way in Which We Grow
02:21
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We, you and me
Aren’t working no more
I thought this before
But now see, you and me
We don’t need each other
It’s plain to see
And though blessed
Our love is dead
So go on and fly free she said
All the healing you need
Is sewn right there
A heartbeat and staircase that
Leads upstairs
Up to the room with
the stars and the moon
On the ceiling
Gone, when you left
I looked all around
and this I found
I said “now, here and out,
I can feel you close,
that humor in you”
And though blessed
the pain is there
But I’m no longer scared
All the healing you need
Is sewn right there
A heartbeat and staircase that
Leads upstairs
Up to the room with
the stars and the moon
On the ceiling
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4. |
God's Blues
02:23
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You could choose
A way to view this plane
Of dreams and lost refrains
And countless bodies
I can see that you’re a lot like me
And seeing blind can be
more rewarding in this space
Why do you occupy
Every heart and mind?
Why do you always say
"Just wait there for the day"?
Why are you so sad?
Why are you getting mad?
So sorry stoned and sore
Just to be reborn
We can be together it's not the end
And death begins again
over and over my friend
We all pray on bended knees to stay
So sane, but can we look
into our mirrored eyes and realize…
Why do you occupy
Every heart and mind?
Why do you always say
"Just wait there for the day"?
Why are you so sad?
Why are you getting mad?
So sorry stoned and sore
Just to be reborn
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5. |
Girl on the Shore
05:21
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Oh the girl on the shore
Will she find what she's looking for?
She looks to the tides for her calling
They’re ebbing in answer she's falling
Slowly...
Her eyes meet my eyes
We both realize
That her sighs and my sighs
Mean just the same to passersby
Oh the girl on the shore
In time she stands just as before
With closed eyes and beside her guest
You know now she decides the rest
Surely…
Her eyes meet my eyes
We both realize
That her sighs and my sighs
Mean just the same to passersby
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6. |
Sea and Sky
03:57
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When I saw the sky repeating
I swear it held me out
A sort of lilac worn
for my better half
When I heard the sea receding
I swear it held me out
A sort of letter worn
for my better half
When I saw...
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7. |
Ghost #7
02:05
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(Instrumental)
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8. |
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So far I’ve seen rooms
Halls large with masses of values and books and cinema
Phantasm, camera lens
Hills with blinking lights
Flash the shiny bolt out and
Over yonder there,
Meshed perfection to the enth degree
I’ve been nauseous on the outreach of transcendence
I’ve floated over you all
Dropped back and dizzy
Arms of a kinder soul
A catcher of sorts
I’ve seen doors opened
And closed
Pathways compelled and completed
I’ve had ups and turn arounds
I’ve thrust the last orgasm into oblivion
Blasting and gassing the last remembrance of your children’s age
Into the hands of sewer waste
I’ve kissed the rings of monks
Turned fire to passion in hope of
captivating something more or less of value
To you O vastness
Gaping deep and wide
With ye power stance on the edge of inferno
Your yogic abilities stretched emitting Sunday vibes for days,
Likened to the woman that needs to run and hold and gather
And us who must hunt
I’ve seen you forget
And fuck and forget again
I’ve seen passengers on boats to who knows where now
To who knows where is the shadow of tomorrow
I swear
I swear
I’ve had dogs imitate Buddha in front of my very eyes as my brother
Asked me the very same question presented with the very same ribbon a top
Ice cream slightly melted and dripping
Into pores of good will
And I’ve been your slut for the last straw
I’m tired of these boots
Wash me rain and finally end it for no evils,
or even exile my mind to the 7th vaporized pigeon hole of a plane,
on the cusp of language
Or starting a religion
I’ve had enough.
I’m leaving.
I’m going home.
Goodbye for now,
It was nice knowing you forever
And to this...
Nothing
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