1. |
Hey!
04:07
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Hey! You’ve got a sickle-cut riptide
Keep the numbers numbers red-lined, out wide
Hey! I’ve got a jumble black cat bone
In a cloth bag stolen from the old moon
Hey! You’ve got a borrow from the real high
Long lines curling round like the big sky
Hey! I’ve got a pocket full of new rouge
Little, paper people shouting out the taboo
Hey!
Love
Castaway
Grew, grinned
Say say
Hey!
Love
Cacophony
Jewelled, dragged
Into sympathy.
Hey! You’re on the corner of a blue ball
On the outside, counting rules to save you
Hey! I’ve got a feather in a fossil
Wolf-tipped, slick, dipped in a crows yawn
Hey! You’re on the deck of a string ship
With your eyes shut, staring at your eyelids
Hey! I’ve got a touch another moment
Cut a rose thorn, drink the wild immense oh
You’ve got the spark to crash it through though
Take the sun up, burn off the shame-bruise
Touch out the fey-bait, the nevermore
Missed missed what the sea-green disgorged
Hey, what’s that screech screech?
That rising out the deep deep?
Hey, look at those teeth teeth
The cracked bones beat, beat.
You’ve got to sift through the white noise
Take stock when the brooch is destroy
I’ve grown a jack-in-the-box
The thing thing runs on clockwork
Hey!
Love
Castaway
Grew, grinned
Say say
Hey!
Love
Cacophony
Jewelled, dragged
Into sympathy.
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2. |
One Stitch at a Time
05:16
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Seen with the eye
The woven outlines
Crawl to describe
The Matters of illusion
I tell you, it’s a matter of mind
Fixing one stitch at a time
Lost in the sun
The patina is outshone
Rays dilate
Radiating outwards
I tell you, it’s a matter of mind
Picking one stitch at a time
Pulled to the moon
Lovers coiled in motion
Twinned with the sky
That rivers twist to describe
I tell you, it’s a matter of mind
Fixing one stitch at a time
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3. |
The Breaks
03:43
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She said come. She said go.
She said yes when her eyes said no.
She said fire, she meant snow.
I thought rain and then the sun rose.
She went up and I went under.
I said enough and then cried thunder.
I thought peace and I gave it hell.
She knows me only to damn well.
She said. She said –
Remember then, remember when
We were out in the morning shade;
We were out playing each new day;
We were out in the drowning sun
Growing up, moving along.
She has my name. She has my coat.
No more fear and no more hope.
She said love in the blue bell woods
I took a picture of where she stood.
She said. She said –
Remember then, remember when
We were out in the morning shade;
We were out playing each new day;
We were out in the drowning sun
Growing up, moving along.
We were out drowning the sun.
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4. |
It's Easy to Say
05:31
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It’s easy to say there’s nothing wrong
When birds return to their morning song
And the white dogs run to the west
And the sky looks, for all the world, perfectly at rest.
It’s easy to say there’s nothing wrong
When the quiet drops from the trees and stretches on and on.
It’s easy to say there’s nothing wrong
When your love’s where you left it all along –
In the breeze.
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5. |
Sunblushed
05:11
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I saw a mountain in the clouds sail on by
I saw the sun turn red and burn through the sky
Sun – blushes -
Love – pushes -
Soul – washes -
Turns – hushes -
Gold
Lines electric roll through the grass like a tide
A white heat climbing from the stone-split wild
Sun – blushes -
Love – pushes -
Soul – washes -
Turns – hushes -
Gold
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6. |
Supersun Exploder
05:10
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Supersun exploder
Is coming down to take us over.
Super-love devoured.
It’s growing fast, drawing power.
Rotary encoder.
Reality reordered.
Supersun exploder
Is coming down to take us over.
Supersun’s coming down to take us over
LOVE – REAL LOVE
Fire in the heavens looks like violence
Wild hunting through the violets
Love in snatches, gross distraction
Needled, starlight, silver sinking down.
Picture them in your mind
An old fashioned love with golden eyes
Innocence may be left behind
But an old fashioned love is divine
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7. |
Juno Sleeps
04:48
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Juno sleeps and cold belief
Threatens to overrun
And bloody, drips, tightens its grip
Burns up in the sun.
Egotists, we turn and twist
Mark another slate –
There must be another wish
That we can fabricate.
It’s a brittle glass right from the start
Which here usurps the eye.
Look again at the cuts and stains
That make up its history.
Cover all and you’ll keep none
The planets still revolve
And notions slip like societies
That time slowly dissolves.
Juno sleeps Juno sleeps
Juno sleeps under the trees
Where the waters run.
Juno sleeps, but gradually
The yellow springs become.
Here sets the sun in crimson
Branches to relief.
And so it goes, and on and on
And down and underneath.
(solo)
The day like sand slips from the hand
That tries to hold it fast
Or fixes to the future, youth
Still bottled by the past.
Fairy lights in windows, night
More strangely multiplies
As voices call and we forestall
The ways we cannot die.
Juno sleeps Juno sleeps Juno sleeps
In yesterday’s leaves
Juno sleeps Juno sleeps Juno sleeps
In yesterday’s leaves
Fragile bones under the snow
Whose colours once outshone.
I’ll admit to lack and turn to that
Which doesn’t need to know
And retreat where Juno sleeps
Besides the afterglow.
Juno sleeps Juno sleeps Juno sleeps
Juno sleeps Juno sleeps Juno sleeps
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8. |
Come Back Blue Sky
03:58
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Come back blue sky
Open up, just in time for us to start,
Come alive, come alight, again.
Notions of life forgotten
Dust, in the light, shines.
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9. |
Clean Away
03:18
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I think it’s getting on me, the street grime, the small crime, small time breaking waves like ultraviolet headlights. There’s no sense stalling, calling out for someone to break a semblance out of a shade, out of the grey clothes remembrance or a new system that doesn’t control you.
Clean Away, oh! Clean away.
Clean Away, oh! Clean away.
I think it’s getting on me, rusted, mistrust acted out in violence and the joining to the same – like soldiers standing enemies to the metered drums, selling out silence for the compulsion of the game, for its slick persuasion and the breaking of others names.
Clean Away, oh! Clean away.
Clean Away, oh! Clean away.
I think it’s getting on me – bad dreams freed, greed gathering slick to the capillaries of fame, like oil-lights fluttering, choke – there’s no sense falling, folding or throwing in at the table of the grey, or at the house of the steward where you can only go to the grave.
Clean Away, oh! Clean away.
Clean Away, oh! Clean away.
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10. |
The Waves Awake
09:21
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Across the silent sea the waves awake
Discharge glimmers of moon and unseen shapes
Draw incandescent, the small lights of stars
In long wet drifts and breathless arcs.
Into the squaring streets the city’s sleep,
Breaking its cocoon, comes like a flood
Over the careful banks we daily keep,
And draws intangible light from beneath.
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