1. |
song for willows swaying
03:33
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willows sway
with inflorescences so simple
impossible to obey
i know no limitation
of a house divided;
come what may
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2. |
rain blossom
02:55
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oh the rain
plants make their home
in the rain
they are souls in the range
bog branches blooming
they are all blooming
in the rain
stems are all wet
they don't forget
we like to walk
in the rain
wet with the droplets
sleeves of my arm
are all stuck
with the blossoms
in the rain
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3. |
rocks music
02:58
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i imagine
the fletchings
of an arrow
passing through
bring the picture
into focus
if not we, then who?
heroes from another age?
thin dust of history
blows and settles
over all
like a fine veil
of obscuration
over all
your relations
i imagine
the fletchings
of an arrow
passing through
kissed upon
my pleura
like the crescent
of the moon
thinsharp precision
let us go
now, sisters
go out and greet them all
all our relations
shake off these chains
of unconscious
inculcations
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4. |
the noise
02:08
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5. |
sunda moon
03:11
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6. |
wildwood flower
03:34
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let us twine
let us mingle
our free-waving hair
with roses so red
lilies so fair
myrtle so bright
with it's emerald hue;
if you are pained
and feeling blue
let us dance
let us sing
and our hearts
shall be gay
banish this weeping
drive troubles away
he promised to love me
he promised to love
and cherish me over
all others above
i awoke from my dream
and my idol was clay
all portion of love
had flown away
he taught me to love him
he called me his flower
to bloom and cheer him
through life's dreary hour
wild flowers weep
and wild birds mourn
off in the woods
all on their own
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7. |
ravens screaming
03:19
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come travelers
have something to eat
you must be weary
and you're my family
let us recruit life from
a diadem of smoke
pay it back not hastily
to the sovereign
in her cloak
bright, shaking
with experience and awe
all surrounding us
until it is no more
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8. |
goat
03:39
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9. |
nevermind ruby nonagon
03:11
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is this melody of wind
something i can win,
grip, control
within my lungs
to profit everyone?
you don't think
i notice, but i notice
you think i'm gonna go
but i can't go along with this
you think i'm grounded
ground down like the grist:
soon we will be free
truth or lies
nothing in-between
praise uncertainty [!]
to every growth,
decay is what will come
to profit everyone
shake the branches,
throw apart the schemes
all across this range
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Simon Piler Alaska
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99729
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