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Lifted by Dance
03:26
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Haunted eyes lifted by dance. The sweet perfume of old romance. Talking, and coughing, and shaking for something. A voice of howling is running from nothing. A glass. A snake. A golden white chair. It is falling softly now.
The howl it comes form an icy steel throat. It rides a horse with the horns of a goat. It gallops across the flatlands of death, and it carries with it our hopes and regrets. A mask. A face. A dusty brown hat. It is falling softly now.
Electrified by a sun that burns the night. I want to hear you say it's all for for something. I've got to hear you say it's all for something that you cannot control. I want to hear you say it's all for something. And when your bones become ash, we will take you to the mountain.
Haunted eyes lifted by dance. The sweet perfume of old romance. Talking, and coughing, and shaking for something. A voice of howling is running from nothing. A glass. A snake. A golden white chair... It is falling into arms unknown.
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Find out.
We will find out.
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With the eye of a horse, and a mouth to match. Oh, this dream of speed, and sweat. Muscle under skin, that hot skin. Like a jagged cliff with the valley far below. Yes, that's where the blood flows... from one heart.
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Burning Shoals
03:02
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Buoyant moss in the sea. Ancient tongues surge through me. The sun takes the ache, and reminds us what's at stake if we always do what's easy. In the burning shoals a snake coils to bite its tail. In the bitten mind, one finds lonesome time, and the fears of centuries.
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Harangue Gang
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Camry
02:56
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You're too late to take me with you. It's hard to relate to, so keep me with you.
Opened up the door to the Camry. I climbed on in, said bye to the family. Took a lone drive through the Allegheny. Never mind. I don't mind. Got plenty of time. Pass a slow truck as the snow falls. Sharp curve swerve, and go spinning. Slip, flip, bang - crash! Four wheels tripping.
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Losing Light
04:54
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Oh gentle man of grace and strength. Your pain is more than I can shake. What's the rush to take you away? Losing light in the fading day.
Wisdom chimes "The only thing that is rare is time." And I am lucky to have spent some of mine with you my sweet friend. The light will always shine.
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Priest
02:11
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And the priest gave way to the cat on the wheel with paws clawed its attention drawn to your face, to your bones, to your marrow. And tomorrow you find the itch is quick to serve the hand. While the priest gives his love once again, and again, and again, and again says "It's alright. Let go what's known. God you've grown, shoulder to shoulder. Now that you're older, the flame's not dead, it's just your desire."
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Dense liquid boiled over onto the varnish. Hunter at the edge. The seal in the water. The spear was thrown. The net cast. A clobbered skull would be much faster than this. Give me what you are, and take me when you go. Our breath is short, and movement's slow. This is the time we have.
His skin was dotted with ancient signs... Petroglyphs to be read by touch, the braille of lovers. Give me what you are, and take me when you go. Our breath is short, and movement's slow. This is the time we have.
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Shape shifting wounds wind, and disintegrate. Mechanical calls on the wings of grass. The crooked stone. This seed once sewn, it will only grow to defy duplication. It's feasting eyes. They feast upon the beast of inspiration. While your body aches... a cloaked figure awaits. You give, no take the hand that breaks the moldy, dusted fate. That creature knows the way to go. Follow.
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