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Paradise Flat
04:11
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Strayed from bad towns
Names and stories
Told in airports
Passengers are lost tapes
Gaps in sequence to Japan
Unseen exits
Shine in waiting
Broken arrows
Point through the folds in blank maps
Flat next endless after
How you leave her warm and wishing
Cloud time
Leave for to see her face change
Fair lips far gone
Now here nowhere faster
Eight days later to forget and
Fly north
Fly north
Fly north through the dark of dawn
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2. |
Gimbal
05:10
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There is a machine with too many limbs
It casts hard stares and makes flat paths
Through wheat fields
What wasn't there before is sensed
But never traced
A murmur in a pocket
A breathless weight
The bend in space where two things meet
The place at the end of the listening wires
The searchers wait in violent sleep
In violet dreams conspire
The softness of the deer is not her own
The moving parts of cartridge minds
Will find and take her splendid gaze
Her splendid gaze, splendid gaze
The bend in space where two things meet
The place at the end of the listening wires
The searchers wait in violent sleep
In violet dreams conspire
They crawl on hands and knees
In the thicket full of grace
She's a small enchanted circle
Before silence screams
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3. |
Circulate Stop
02:37
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Basically
Basically the mind is a bug in a tub
Sweeter than a weapon to a fourteen-year-old girl
At the end of an alley meant for words in the mouth of a monkey
At least some or maybe just extras in a lazy-eyed gang of descriptions
The only way to get it done is to get it started
The only way to get it done is to get it started
The only way to get it started is to put the fucker in motion
She growled like a blind man crossing a road in a braille of Plato
To the collective dry ears in caves of a transition of tongues
Would you like to eat?
Would you like to dance?
Come on little children, let us all go ride horses
And the priests yanked them hard off their beds by the arms
Taking them down to the sea where the shore meets the path
And no baby needs peace
Because no baby can breathe
When forever
When forever
When forever is over is where we dream to be
But forever is
Forever is
Forever is always late
Forever is always late
Circulate circulate circulate circulate circulate circulate stop
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4. |
Lalande
05:23
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Pardon the formality
Of my noting hourly
The changing patterns of the light
Across your face and in your eyes
Despite my bright expectancy
Things aren't quite what they seem to be
And orange beams illuminate
Delusions of the infinite
Draw a line from me to you
A path between the sand and stars
Along the way we miscreate
Imperfect dreams and broken hearts
A stale romantic morning
Under shadows in the sky
Counting raindrops through the window
As the world is spinning by
It must have been said before
But in a book I've not yet read
The sounds of words between us
Make strange music in my head
Draw a line from me to you
A path between the sand and stars
Along the way we miscreate
Imperfect dreams and broken hearts
In the sentimental silence
Of the idle moonwake hours
In the solitary stilness
Nightblooming memories flower
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5. |
Swan Gone
04:01
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In her dream army
Soldiers sleepwalk
All along boulevards
Of identical linden trees
Boughs of silver streamers
Fragments of her catch the lamplight
Just Sunday afternoon
Smiling by the swimming pool
The promise of tomorrow gleamed
Gleamed
Angel bait and green
She is symmetry
Electrified and mean
Pulling clovers from the ground
Somewhere in Skara Brae
Watching, watching the parade
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6. |
Ichor
03:41
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Ten of one
Stonecut girl
Girls with no arms or noses
Stand in line
Tell bad lies
Alive and asleep like roses
Windspun grain and glitch arrange
Her likeness like it's there
Split lips impart
Strains of heartfelt streams of air
A way, a way to go on pretending
Lovely lake, vanished plane
In her room she is standing
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7. |
Cythera
04:58
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The sun's gone down and all I want to do
Is spend the night in dreamland with you
There doesn't have to be music or starshine above
We're always in the mood for love
Although this scene's a spectral fantasy
Your phantom kiss is heaven to me
The world's a splendid sight when my eyes are shut tight
It's paradise
And should my dream turn dark
And prey on my fears
Just hold me close darling till they disappear
Abstraction makes a mystery of you
An unfamiliar figure in blue
There is no sense of ending where sea meets the sky
And so your hand begins in mine
If I could stay a captive of the night
Escape before the morning and hide
I hope I never wake so my heart can remain
Ever in dreamland
Ever in dreamland
Ever in dreamland with you
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8. |
Birds of the West
02:51
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Sometimes the birds are hard to find
Hard to catch through binocular eyes
Identity can be contentious
In the search for the birds of the west
Orphan songs and slipping glimpses
Goldfinch sky sprints in the distance
Planet veiled in false causation
Skips into a bad rotation
Gray doves sink through the sky
Bluebirds are faded
Black cardboard crows drifting down
Fall like snow in a sad silent film
Discarded on the grass green lawn
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9. |
She
06:32
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O chaste goddess of the woods green
To whom both heaven and earth and sea is seen
Queen of the reign of Pluto dark and low
Goddess of maidens, that my heart has known
Chaste goddess, well knowest that I
Desire to be a maiden all my life
Ne never, ne never, never ne,
Never will I be no love ne wife
I am, thou know'st, yet of thy company
A maid, and love hunting and venery
And for to walk in the woods wild
And not to be a wife, and be with child.
Behold goddess of clean chastity
The bitter tears
The bitter tears that on my cheeks fall
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10. |
Nacht und Träume
03:28
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Holy Night, you sink low
Even lower dreams flow,
Like your moonlight through rooms,
Through sleepers' silent breasts.
Who with pleasure hears them
Cry out when day awakes
Return again, holy Night!
Sweet dreams, come again!
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