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Overgrown
04:14
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Lights in lines form the ground
your face moving closer to the men around
smoking us out and tossing us to the wind
making darker the dark within
burn the world to make your fire
but it won't make you warm enough
I like my fun now please recognize
but I know you've been hurting and wishing you were blind
to all the shit and violence on the streets
you mother hen to children scuffed and bleeding
you burn the world to make your fire
but it still ain't getting warm enough
you burn
melt away
my candle
my rave
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Keeper of Bees
03:09
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I don't want your service
I don't want those messages again
I want to be your friend
you made me shiver you made me calm
you made me young when you dawned
your swollen arms around a community
of tiny beats of pain and beauty
I'll take Queen Anne's lace
I'll take Chicory full in the face
and I'll call you all my friends
because you made me shiver you made me calm
you made me young when you dawned
your swollen arms and the honey bees
the tiny beats of pain and beauty
I will never curse you
I'll forgive every wound made by your hand
pain and beauty my friend.
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4. |
Tree of Starlings
00:42
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Exile/Return
03:10
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The barricades rise above
the travelers impervious
a landscape grey
a landscape cut
you empty this space
to later throw it up
for here we move and always scatter
where everything is available
but nothing matters
I've got nothing left to say
its hard to move from face
to face
I will respond to this world between
the silence of you
and me
/
you said I can't love this land
because it is not mine but Babylon's
you said I must love these lands
though they are not mine but Babylon's
you said I can't have my name
because it is not mine but Babylon's
you said I must sing these songs
though they are not mine but Babylon's
the hell I will.
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Go
though the wire is too tight
snapped
at a conjunction and
swirled getting all tangled up in its hope
Go
cross-stitching the days
with the sweetness of the phrases
and shapes
that we all save on the sill
These won't weigh me down
no
You won't weigh me down
no
Go
look at those eyes you've got
while the loved and cluttered
the tossed and the guttered
float on by
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Pieta
07:26
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Father asleep on the phone until dawn
mother spread eagle on some lawn
the Pieta, Pie Jesu
below pinhole lights
sparks of faint almost mute
Hallelu
the sons asleep in the garden
awoken by a shivering pardon
Pieta, Pie Jesu
washed in a husband's hands
then wrapped in a whispered
Hallelu
The Holy Ghost comes and haunts us
vinegar and honey comes and taunts us
oh Pieta, Pie Jesu
why have you forsaken us Hallelu?
Red strings hang
so soft
in the light of your window
Pieta, Pie Jesu
Oh dear dear lovely one
I don't know
if I can bear this with you
But I will try
I will lie where you wrestled through the night
with Pieta, with Pie Jesu
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