1. |
Winter
03:30
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There's a winter hanging out
on the other side of the mountain
she's draped herself
in crystal just for you
but don't sing too loud
or she'll hear
and drift herself
in snow, for show
CHORUS:
She'll give you something to show:
thousands of eyes that blink in her snow,
brought back from the brink still glowing
still going still growing still...
the rolling hills
have written to her
love letters filled with earth
and rich green ferns
the grasshoppers, they whisper it
the beetles, they glitter it
But she doesn't understand
Darwin's temples must unhand
their colors, to become clean and then
she will call to you,
but not before that
no, not before that,
for crying is a crime for her
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2. |
100 Years East
02:06
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Cain is not able to cry
he sits at the table with
a cloth to his mouth
as his hair outgrows his shirt collar.
His brother works in a cellar
with meat-blood caressing
his hands all the time
where there really should be grime
Chorus:
Oh when the moon slices herself
Katie aims for burning targets
and she claims the wild evening
but her chest is hollow as a cave
In the broken fields
he does not wait, he does not wander,
but he stands all together
and stares straight to the sun
Behind him three kids
one greeting the other
the third stitching sadness
to his eyes
No woman with tired eyes...
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3. |
Locomotion
02:29
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I walk among the oceans
swinging through seaweed
till you see me
We walk among the grassland
your hand in my hand
our hair in the sand
Chorus:
We ride out from the sunrise
blueness in our eyes
when will we capsize
You run from the undone
whisking to and from
the cage of an old drum
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4. |
Owl Moon
04:11
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I was walking from the curb
to the moon when I saw
there, looming, the face of an owl
just like the one we saw greeting
us like a headline, it beat its wings
seventeen times, singing, stinging in our ears
Chorus:
The war goddess seems to be
the harbinger of electricity
birds stitch their microphones
we all were wasting time alone
Some nights, grapes grow
along my lips in rows and rows
they stitch the skin with winding vines
In the morning I’ll wake to them
falling to the ground, splashing open
into cool white wine
We will hide in a garden
underneath the leaves
among the plants and feathers we…(again)
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5. |
Poem 10
03:31
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In the evening
something blue
slowly pursues
the downy fur on her cheeks
In an instant,
her hair outgrows her elbow
and she lets her back wallow
Chorus:
In the dry cascade.
In the morning,
she feels strings of beets
winding through her teeth
aligning with the leaf of her laughter.
The sun and the moon and the evening light
pluck at the sinews
stretched behind her eyes
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6. |
Sympathetic Vibrations
02:40
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In the violet tides
where we met
I remember...
looking at the back of your head
I remember...
Violent tides
call for purple crimes
I remember
how the sun followed us
by the shore
we were melting at the core
of the sun
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