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Orbiting This Loop
02:20
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Why do we go
Round and round
Round and round
Smooth out the corners
Fill in the blanks
Cry with the mourners
Round and round
Chasing our tails
Move up the ranks and make the most sales
Round and round this pattern is law but
Choose where you go and you'll see what they never saw
Take me round
Why do we go
Round and round
Round like the rocks in my pocket
Round like a pearl from the sea
Round like my eyes when I saw you
Staring right back at me
Round like the hills that we walk on
Round like the earth neath our feet
Round is the road that we spin down
We're orbiting this loop from the front seat
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2. |
Cold Air & Steam
05:16
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Last night I I dreamed my street was a river
Stepped out of my door and was pulled downstream
My upturned umbrella carried me like a lover
The two of us mixing like cold air & steam
We floated down Montrose our stern pointed east
Past stop signs and gold mines and guys on the corner
With each paddle stroke my volition increased
My tears turned to rubies, no longer a mourner
My cheek to the sun, my lap lap full of stones
I was fed to the heart of the great inland sea
The water I swallowed seeped into my bones
It was sweet as an orange plucked from a tree
I awoke on the beach with crab claws in my hair
The moon spinning myths out of crystalized light
In my palm a reminder of my baptized affair
Three rubies aglow in the sweet summer night
Last night I had a dream
Would you stay if I asked
Would I stay if you didn't
And aren't we both tasked with movement?
Would you stay if I asked
Would I stay if you didn't?
We're bent by
Prudent wants, proven needs
Justified by a grand emptiness that sits proudly in its vacancy like
Inkless virgin pages in the back of a book or
the momentary glory of Noble Silences
Before we scramble to own them
What is it about emptiness that makes us want to fill it?
I dreamed that you stayed and my street was a river.
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Stung (Interlude)
01:48
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"Ok so the dream last night...
There were three of us standing by, like some sort of a river
and you were like a child, so we're standing there, you know by this river, standing in the mud. I had something in my hand and I opened up my palm and this bee flew out of my palm and flew around us three times, and we all watched it - it was like in slow motion. And then the bee landed on your mouth and stung you, and then your whole face swelled up, like.. really bizarre, and then you opened your mouth and started to sing. And it was like in some strange language, I wanna think it was Celtic but I really don't know, and all this weird stuff started happening like in the sky and in the earth and it was like this weird thing with time and things moving really fast and really slow, and as you sang all the swelling and everything went away. But as you were singing you were starting to lift up off the ground, so we - the three of us - bent down and we were piling mud on your feet, like burying your feet so you wouldn't fly away.
Ok so... there you go, my dream from last night. Hope you're doing good, Proof Of Life please. Ok, Peace."
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And Counting
05:28
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Time, here I stand, make your mark on me
My friend on occasion, sometime lover, and enemy.
Do you like me better in red?
Will I find you there in my bed sometime
Stretched to fit my desire
Give me minutes that don't stack higher than I am
Time, here I lay, come lay with me
Can you be where you are
Or do days afar have your priority?
Will you slow for me if I speed up to catch you?
What would you see if I switched red for blue?
Time, here I am, come dance with me!
Beautiful as my Mother, oh what a pair are we
Spin me around, open my eyes, I won't loose my way
Time though you've shuffled the hand that I hold,
I'll hold fast and never will stray.
Cut the big talk your words don't weigh in
I'll make them fly while you make them spin
It'll be a long walk and my shoes have worn thin but
Ground is sky, without is within.
Time - here I stand, here I am
Do you like me better in red?
Will I find you there in my bed sometime
Stretched to fit my desire
Give me minutes that don't stack higher than I am
Time, here I am, come dance with me!
Beautiful as my Mother, oh what a pair are we
Spin me around, open my eyes, I won't loose my way
Time though you've shuffled the hand that I hold,
I'll hold fast and never will stray.
If water is fire, build me a sun-ship
Before I retire into the outside
If fire is water, find me a phoenix
To fly me across the ocean of flames
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Slow 4 U
01:25
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I'll stand strong I'll stand
I'll hold the pen for myself thank you sir
I'll go exactly the way I prefer
I'll stop for no one but you can come too
As long as you don't change my violet to blue
I'll grow up slow
Gather together
Time Won't Slow 4 U
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6. |
Of The Land
03:32
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We hear the crying of the land
Change and healing we demand
Crisis calls for all of us to stand
In our power hand in hand
Mother you're burning, ash is raining down on me
The planet keeps turning while we gamble like everything's free
Mother listen now to me:
Your children have a promise to you -
We're gonna heal you, you'll see.
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7. |
Currents Of Why
03:42
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When was the last time you listened
With something besides your ears?
And have your eyes ever glistened
With something besides tears?
Whenever I feel stranded at sea
I let my own bloodstream carry me
Throw my salted anchor skyward
Knowing the sun will reel me in
Gaining altitude like a bluebird
Held in my beak are the places i have been
When was the last time you listened
With something besides your ears?
And have your eyes ever glistened
With something besides tears?
Whenever I feel stranded at sea
I let my own bloodstream carry me
And I’m always en route don't ask are we there yet
I’ll lace up my boots each morning and fly
Headed upstream on seas red as nighttime
Past islands of knowing in currents of why
When was the last time you listened
With something besides your ears?
And have your eyes ever glistened
With something besides tears?
Standing in my power though my legs ache
Like a tree about to flower, buds swell within me
Biking down the road my wake gleaming golden
I've changed my zip code again
And if you need to find me and I'm not where I said I'd be
then dig me up from underneath the almond tree
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