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Pink and Orange
01:16
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in a past life you softly slept through waking hours
and in the boughs
beams of sound play a welcoming
still we met the morning dew
and climbing into the open maw
where some small part
hangs around
safely under
my angled wide number
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3. |
Another Window
02:52
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night bloomed over the ivy in a row
there were you, singing along in the yellow
many gathered lamps will light
and in hallowed rhyme
there we will sharpen knives
near you, following patterns in the snow
all-wreathing fog in the field where we let go
may a solemn spirit rise
and have it's time
then turn with dimming light
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4. |
Buffalo
04:03
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i found the sky unblinking
and floated down the sidewalk
the hedges had me thinking
of sharing grassy knees
there with me
you're red and green
and turning back the time
there when
seven vine lines
it wouldn't mend my heart
wouldn't mend my heart
couldn't now
but back there, finding my head in the clouds
the beady eyes before us
sing a dawning chorus
and steeping in the paper
the sleepy chamomile
there in three's
i read the leaves
and laid rest to why
then where
pale and bright rind
i'm gonna raise the lark
gonna mend my heart
gonna try
in raised beds
finding their way to the sky
some frail stems coming above to say
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5. |
Wavy Maze
03:41
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come along and wake up on the way
orange shapes arrange and change again
quiet Isaac in a mild dream
past the eucalyptus wall
when i was small
Saria's ageless song
played along
a pattern and a path to follow
gather in among the wiry trees
turning people turn the wheel away
then we heard their voices slowly fade
softly as the snow would fall
covering all
meadow to the cedar hall
then go on
warming in impending autumn
into gloom
arbors and gates and the garden poles
new songs from beyond the wall
healing and farther on
near but never here
above
shadows on the window wall
in a fog
take away a six from seven
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6. |
Emily Says
03:18
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our fate has seeds in the ground
and there they will wait
inches from sunshine
and rootless here they allow
to lengthen the days
and cover us over
cuz when it is time to sprout
ringing with silver and cymbal sound
i'm hoping that heaven will hear me out
it hinges here in the air
a garden in wait
blanket of sunshine
and i'm like "i wanna be there"
and emily says "hope still appears"
and though i know in my heart it's right
feeling like hurting myself tonight
nobody's candle is burning bright
the wind inside the blades of grass will unbind it
well i've been to the mountain high
and melting up into open sky
you are the voice and the reason why
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7. |
Bend Back
03:34
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waking in the dawning blue
aligned with fate i'm shedding my shoes
i've heard before and i hear it now
the chiming bell that sleeps in the ground
speaking through the floor and calling my name out
balm of Baal will fix my head
and form a portal here in my bed
then calmly sung by candlelight
a quiet prayer that Jake be alright
filling in the holes
and burying my phone now
i'm in a room letting in sun for the ferns and vines
coming above for a little while
tracing your face in the rosy light
you're opening the vein of time and every ending will within begin again
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8. |
Maple Dawn
01:29
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i wandered out of bed
cuz there's a firing line in my head
and it worked for a minute
open my evil eye
up ahead, arrow
only then, i know
up ahead and out the window
whatever worries say
and even if they're right
you'll rise anyway
then i picked out a yellow
under the amber light
up ahead, arrow
only then, i know
up ahead and out the window
i'm leaving that season after all
and beckoning all who read the signs to pacify
seventy-five dividing lights
with ashes and fire of waiting arms are open wide
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Lyra
04:10
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in the dimming sky
roman candle upon a fen
bright spirit smile
over merry cries
and they grew
and your seeking hands held mine
and the grass was high
ambling knots of vetiver
down by your side
oleander at mine
with a tune
in the burning sun lyre lines
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11. |
Last Light On
02:58
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climbing through the windowpane
pools in the grass and gentle haze
there's a fizzing in the fire
palms on the eyes
hiding me from a headline
but once painful long
joined into a song
all unlauded days were mending ones
and for you too
for whom the mirror will align
anew in sweetly petaled time
bright the lane of blood alight
below the earth in bended rhyme
gentle heavy creepin in
hovering
rising deep from the faultline
hydrangea lawn
azure till the dawn
beckoning me leave the last light on for you
for whom the mirror will align
anew in sweetly petaled time
with a bell ringing over
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