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There are still ways to disappear
And with some grace, I get gone when I’m here
My breath is smoke, my flesh is mirror
Just like the stars
Your light takes time to find its way to my eyes
If you can see me, I cannot see you
You must be hiding in full view
Red, orange, yellow, green and blue
Your shadow bleeds and bleeds back into you
Like a prison cell, this prism swells with light that can’t escape
‘Cept for one way: to break
It’s getting late
And like a baby when I cover my face
I am invisible and so are you
We must be hiding in full view
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Predict the past
Within a frame, it is lasting and strange
Toward each other or away forever
We are a blur under the trees
Climb the light
The sun is sinking and begs to be night
In the trap of a web or a dream
We are a slur of silent beams
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Incidental I
01:20
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Ocean Man
03:31
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I fell in love with an ocean man
I fell in love with this bright blue plan
Is it love if you don’t let it destroy you?
Sometimes I am a sleeping bird
Sometimes I wake and see the stars
Is it freedom if you don’t know you have it?
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On the Death of a Bed
03:24
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In the palace of the past it’s the pain that lasts
It’s alabaster, it’s disaster, it’s cold
Oh, the mirage of memory
I get there, it’s gone
I never thought of treachery so absentee
Some may say free
I never thought of you anymore than what of you were when you were a boy
I never thought to say what didn’t matter, the matter was out of our hands
Out of our heads
You were my favorite man
It’s a light, and a shuffle
The feed is pretty weak
It’s a scar from a scuffle
You had when you were asleep
Some may say free
I never thought of you anymore than what of you were when you were a boy
I never thought to say what didn’t matter, the matter was out of our hands
I never dreamed a death any different than a drowner who drags you below
I never dove into your sea of darkness, I’m sorry, Man, I had my own
I had my own
You were my favorite man.
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Portrait Ekstatis
00:57
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Take me to the ocean
Put me in an eggshell
Watch me swirl blindly
Let me twirl downwards
I can’t touch the seafloor
I can’t see the surface
Gonna keep on droppin’
Droppin’ ‘til I’m soakin
Portrait Ekstatis
Ripped up like Orpheus
Chewed up Dionysus
Screaming Persephone
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Under a Texas moon
We’re drifting like feathers
Trapped in a haunted room
We draw on the walls the heroes who left us to roam
To the edge of the asphalt
To the edge of the parking lot
I forgot
Just how the way
To relevé in roller skates
And you were there to guide me
I’ll be your Baby, you’re my Patrick Swayze
Ever the wounded hearts
Let’s walk to the city and make our confessions
Don Quixote and Joan of Arc
We’re armored in wonder and nothing can harm us.
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Paolo e Francesca
03:29
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I was runnin,’ runnin’ from the law
Oh, but I had to stop- you were all I saw
I was put in, I was put in a cage with no key, but no matter
I was already free
There you were and my heart was on fire
Wildfire, roarin’ cross the plane
There you were and my heart was on fire
Wildfire, runnin’ from the rain
I was fakin,’ fakin’ my own death
It took more work than I’d guess, holding all that breath
I was buried, buried in the ground
It took gettin’ lost to be gettin’ found
There you were and my heart was on fire
Wildfire, roarin’ cross the plane
There you were and my heart was on fire
Wildfire, runnin’ from the rain
Oh…
I was diggin,’ diggin’ to the sea
Somewhere along the way I wrote this serenade
I was rescued, rescued on a boat with no name
Fever sleeping, dreaming just the same
Dream and the dream was
There you were and my heart was on fire
Wildfire, roarin’ cross the plane
There you were and my heart was on fire
Wildfire, runnin’ from the rain
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Hollow
03:19
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Would you rather be hollow?
Within the edges of an echo?
Inside the empty of a tunnel?
Would you rather be hollow?
Under the branches of a willow?
Inside the bones of a dove?
And what is love if not an open door?
And what is love if not needing more?
I’ve seen its traces in hidden places.
I’ve followed emptiness down to the core.
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Incidental II
02:08
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Primitive Debts
04:28
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Got scorched earth on my heels
What the memory burned away
Is a hole that's hungrier than anything ever
And a melody that won’t play
It was silent in the field
When the sun went down that day
You looked at me, Lover, like the wrong end of a shovel
And I knew it was time to pay
Primitive debts.
Rogue planets find the sun
We drift around then away from the one
Who’s mapping circles for others to trail
I’ve got too much gravity, there’s too much fire in me
To follow a path that is already given
Gotta move on, gotta get gone
Out like a light in an electrical storm
Gotta dig in, gotta begin
Into the night, gonna run ‘til I’m home
And that means I got nowhere to run to
Sometimes you burn the bridge because you got to burn something
Got scorched earth on my heels
What the memory burned away
Is a hole you can’t cover without digging another
And a melody baked in clay
It was silent in the field
When the sun came up that day
The ash learned to harden and grow into a garden
And we never again will pay
Primitive debts.
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