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Causality
07:34
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i heard your voice crackle in the fire
i felt your drums massage my mind
i saw your story pass through stone
to taste of water as it froze
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Belt of Venus
03:22
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the bottom lip of night
brushes against the sky
plunges into sea
pulls back the waves
of oranges peeling pink
ships tug at horizons
peeling pink
land locked tug of war
the moon and the sea
hide and seek
beneath the vanishing stars
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Moon Fallout
09:32
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my dreams of the moon
swollen like fresh fruit
in the rotting breeze
frozen by the smoldering sea
the ruins obscured
by the symphony of stars
crashing along the street
i dreamt the moon fell from the sky
lighting fires along the countryside
in a moon heavy and red
it's stains will fill our emptied eyes
a chorus of car alarms
buried underneath concrete
we pick through the walls
still held together by telephone wire
i dreamt the moon fell from the sky
lighting fires along the countryside
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Organ Fallout
02:12
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Island of Broken Glass
03:39
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bricks and mortar
bone to bone
a staircase to launch
arrows and tongues
the bells right out and escort the sun down
the tastes overlap
with the sands of broken glass
languages crash
between ribs and columns of blood
dislocated tongues trace fault lines to the sky
the clouds entertain our desires to put form to time
blood pulls at meridians
veins in knots around our history
collapsing walls of memory
endlessly in entropy
stacked in broken prisms
carved from our etymology
dance through eternity
tumble down the spiral stairs
into the dust of centuries
hitching posts for the sun
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Hometime
03:03
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Hourglass
11:02
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it's about time you opened up your hourglass
and let me bury my head in the sand
i followed your veins to the ocean
where the tide buried it's head in the sand
my blood was a foaming communion
the colors in my head danced with waves
the moon chased around the dust of the earth
until it found it's way back to the stream
i pressed my ears to the waves
i heard your name
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Apophis
03:57
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9. |
Burn the Leaves
03:14
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lips are wet
with the taste of ash
clouds are swollen
we await their wrath
the wind is cold
bracing the leaves
as the branches unfold
accepting the water's drift
anchored in stone
memory wanders
between collisions and dust
the sky starts to break
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