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Full of Silence
01:37
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Faces in the cold wind
Dark laughter from oblivion
Tears fall, but from sight they are hidden
Filling the space of the silence between them
It will age you prematurely
It will infect your thoughts with worry
Distraction provides a means of retreat
But it will find you again in the hours before sleep
Reaching arms, the shelter of trees
Faces in the autumn leaves
Voices carried by the breeze
Nostalgia bends my brittle knees
Who do you want to be seen as?
An artist?
A person whose very name when mentioned inspires a silence of sombre acknowledgement?
Now’s your chance.
I reject your optimism
Everything ends
Everything’s ephemeral
Our lives mean nothing
Be alive in this moment
Now’s your chance.
You can live with a ferocity that throbs like the blood in your veins
Now’s your chance.
Now’s your chance!
Let us dance.
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3. |
Seekers of Madness
04:45
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The blue light of dawn, it blinds me like a sunset
In the world’s endless evening exodus
We migrate to a promised land
Pushing past the cold horizon
Through the veil of death
Into the cradle of life
She said
That’s not the life you wanna lead
So take the plunge and follow me
Into the shadow
Of your fantasies
All you love is just a dream
And at night I scream into the sky
It hears, but doesn’t see me cry
My home
The one I’m trapped inside
Of looping thoughts and dying time
A shrouded world haunts us
It drives the bus downtown
When the time comes for closed doors
It turns the mirror around
I have no thoughts – only dreams
And pathways through the forest where they lead me
In the future they walk
Ever onwards, intersecting – so they leave me
Each an empty happiness
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I am the monk in the tower
The world around me revolves
Visions of what could be
Possess and torture me
Breathing
Of primal knowledge
Bathing
In the patterns that it's grown
Finding myself in a strange place
In a body that says I belong
This is life
Cradled in my arms
This is love
Expressing itself to me
Earth below
But my thoughts a shining sea
Near shores of marble temples devoted to its study
I want to live in a house on the river
The flooding would fit my amphibious nature
The lights on the shoreline, from the bridge can be seen
Lanterns that float in faraway dreams
Oh, the parties that I’d throw, the parties I would throw
Everyone would bring everyone they know
The floor is lava
The swamp is frozen
The air is jelly
Your tree is blue
Crouched amidst the ivory herd
Coloured by the shadows cast
Along their statuesque forms
Wandering, glimpsing, driven by alien energies
Can you feel the power?
Can you feel the rising tide?
This power lives in all things
Know it when you feel alive
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5. |
The New Wilderness
02:12
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Anders Loves Skvitvir
05:39
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Words don’t fail us – we fail words
We all have power but choose not to speak
In the closet, in the clouds
We find our roost in the nest of dreams
I am a fractured being
Dwelling in the filth of pessimism
All alone with the others
I am a fleeting presence
In my weakness I have failed you
Behold the relics of my time here
And in their judgment I am the jailor
The dying man and his betrayer
In the forest beyond I will build a haven
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Let’s go
Inhaling the intangible (in the) mountain's shadow
I’m not a musical guy
But I like 80s techno
I can help everyone here
But I'm too afraid to speak
We're all in such great pain
And I am far too weak
I want to visit you at your home near the rising sea
This city is sleeping
And we are just its dreams
Days pass like clockwork
And we were just brittle wrenches
That week the Robin died
Is this what living in the moment feels like?
I’ll just wait things out and see what happens
Passivity is this formless noise
And I’m like a crowded bus
I’m full of silence
Why must we mourn the paths we have taken?
My entirety is crippled by those all around me
In a body that has slowly grown enough
I'll just turn into a goblin and dance until I drop
I'm not a musical guy
But I like 80s techno
And I have been awakened!!
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Catharsis
05:26
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We laid there frozen as if by a spell
Every word, we were breathless to know
Action potential straight from his soul
Each word making the rift more whole
A fire was there, lonely and cold
Four stood around it, and reluctance three showed
Pseudopoetic, she stood on the edge
And we can see now that some things just don’t need to be said
Catharsis
We sing it to ourselves
I don’t want to die until I’m someone else
When thought of in dreams, the future will laugh
And the world of the present will have decayed in the past
Hearts and drums throb in asynchronous rhythm
Colours in the dark and the music’s sweaty drone
There’s no doubt that we’re all dancing
But it feels like I’m alone
If my value is lesser than or equal to
My overall amount of failed interviews
Then is the length of my future decided
By the number of parties to which I haven’t been invited?
Catharsis
We repeat it to ourselves
I don’t want to die until I’m someone else
While our lips are still dry, we drink to the end
From cups crystalline like the tears of our friends
Catharsis
Let’s sing it to ourselves
I don’t want to die until I’m someone else
And we’ll sing it again because we all know it sells
This ritual of healing as old as commerce itself
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9. |
Alone in the Wilderness
01:21
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10. |
Your hand was the anchor
14:20
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An ode:
Set out through the evening snowfall
So you depart from me
The cleansing rains of this cold planet chill me as I sleep
The whim of dice
The different ways in which we aim these dying bodies
As we seek to fly
Do you see your dream girl?
I’m going to bury her deep in my reptile mind
The universe is pulling us apart
As if in pity for my singing heart
Soon to call across the void
In remembrance of its cherished friend
Having lost its only other light
An apology:
The sickness that swells inside of me
Cannot be expressed
A hidden tenderness
Clutched against solidifying breast
This malignant dishonesty
By which I have become possessed
Has shaped my vessel
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