1. |
The Mystery is How
03:26
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THE MYSTERY IS HOW
Impossibly Now
The Mystery is How
I forget and then I remember
the sound has arrived
those birds trimming the sky
swooping together
and so I feel tender
wave over wave
go under you say
save your breath
while I hold it all together
too slow to know
life waits under the snow
with the fire of health and tempo
an order
to grow
I'll be on my knees
in the dirt
if I please
I'll be around, friend.
Soon, I'll feel better.
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2. |
Atlantic
03:38
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ATLANTIC
you're a question mark
where the atlantic vanishes in the dark
washed up like a shark
chalk sickle moon on jet lucite tonight
you're really hard
you're really hard
you're really hard to get close to
you're really hard
you're really hard
you're really hard to get past
send me a photograph
you are alone when you've thrown the ball too far from me
you won't do what I ask
riding the boundary
lawn-edging
last minute
to madden me
you're really hard
you're really hard
you're really hard to hold fast
you're really hard
you're really hard
you're really hard for it to last
someone got lost in the glass
someone is hiding
not afraid of the dark or surprising someone is stuck in the past
one can see only the light
one can feel only the spark
you're really hard
you're really hard
you're really hard to win over
you're really hard
you're really hard
you're really hard to get over
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CAUGHT NOW IN A BUTTERFLY SWARM
If there is an open door
I have left food out for the animals
Before I compromise
You are always on my mind
Feeding the captives with sugar
Hiding from yourself
Hardly worn
Caught Now in a Butterfly Swarm
Gambling in the bright sun
Plumbing new lows
At the executioner's door
Where I drove myself to hell
And found out
It was incredibly sorry
With the lights on
Desperately floodlit with prayer
Even when I hand it over
I hardly move
I feel like the windows
Believing in escape
Into the water, too
You only really want to know the rules I've had to uphold
As if it means anything anymore
In the trees, in the water, it's in the walls
And this part of the war has been my life-source
It was not the joy
It was not the joy in life that killed me
If you've starved
If you've even stopped your own heart
After you gave what did not get to the right place
Because you lose
And you lose
I am slow from the slaking of a human need
From the blackness of a snake-hole
Fireworks carefully stored and despite my health
It is not the joy
It is not the joy in life that kills me
You've only ever really known the way I've worn my clothes
By the ones I've owned, or the ones I've tried on.
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4. |
Never Let Me Go
02:16
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NEVER LET ME GO
On the Sea under the Sun
Never Let Me Go
O Never Let Me Go
O Never Let Me Go
Taken, Burned, Sunk and Destroyed
A Pretty House is Fine
O a Pretty House is Fine
O a Pretty House is Fine
Come to me my Voice is Dead
It Brushes on my Mind
O it Brushes on my Mind
O it Brushes on my Mind
Bend your Face towards the Sun
From the Rope that's hung
O from the Rope that's hung
O from the Rope that's hung
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5. |
No Stray Bulls
06:47
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NO STRAY BULLS
you have used your body long
looked into its eyes maybe for too long
pulled the bull away from the crowd
turned the tap on and lay on the ground
you're an erogenous bump in the largeness of sound
and your name hurts your name hurts your name hurts your name hurts your name hurts your name hurts your name
and your mind knows your mind knows your mind knows your mind knows your mind knows your mind knows your mind
my lover my lover my lover my lover my lover my lover my love
my lover my lover my lover my lover my lover my lover my love
at the bottom of the ocean but not drowned
men who die childless in their own arms
i want to rip the meaning right out of what i know, what i know from its throat
so protected from the fire
lame behind a moat
lips words and senses sensation and sentences
breathing and feeling
and soul
lips words and systems
sensation and sentences
breathing
we come from this noise
you have used your body long
looked into its eyes maybe for too long
pulled the bull away from the crowd
turned the tap on and lay on the ground
you're an erogenous bump in the largeness of sound
and your name hurts your name hurts your name hurts your name hurts your name hurts your name hurts your name
and your mind knows your mind knows your mind knows your mind knows your mind knows your mind knows your mine
my lover my lover my lover my lover my lover my lover my love
my lover my lover my lover my lover my lover my lover my love
my Lover
I love Her
I love Him
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6. |
Do What You Can
04:11
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DO WHAT YOU CAN
christ help you in your body
you are lost in a storm
and if it's safe and warm it's still a storm
I want to leave you in five minutes
or tomorrow and if it really hurts I'll never know
what's waiting in line in a dark apartment for
you make it seem like its okay
swat my deepest wound
because you buy the food
let it rot in the fridge
I'm prepared to lose you
into another room
into the fabric of clothes and I leaned against the shirts
and I'll never know you
you're a man
you do only what you can
the door has been opening and closing
and you shut them
and you build them
and you lock them
and you're blind
and I'm blind
a figure of 8 in a chain of breathing
chain it to yourself
you look at me but who's the fool
if it's easier for you to be cruel
if it's easier for you to be cruel
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7. |
It is Loud
05:16
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IT IS LOUD
we could wake up
cold white cattle egrets
locked in the grass
so we say we see it's heart
damply sometimes in my mind
your body is a banging door
a formal god
a grave in a lock jaw
what's a picture of the dead to us for
I want to lie awake let your thoughts make
a lover of a lonely muscle
I want to lie awake return to shape
hold my nature
do not break
come before the bridge yawns shut
here is a stem of worth I've cut
but there are complete shadows
deeply forking chords from our throats
it is loud
it is loud
it is loud
it is loud
our Jonquil eyes are ripe and warm and glued
we are sucking on the sticks of our farm with slow wounds
trying to build a boat
jangled by lust
dislocated
what the night does to us
I want to feel your scruples break
lover of a dislodging snake
I want to lie awake let your thoughts take
hold of my nature
what you do not face
we could wake up
from holding battles face up
but there are complete unknowns
long and suggestive so you know
you are allowed
you are allowed
you are allowed
you are allowed
you are allowed
you are allowed
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8. |
Injured Instincts
03:47
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INJURED INSTINCTS
mortal
anyone
lassitude
flesh prison
see saw
I see
I saw
wait
I am almost done
how
am I almost one
once cruel and specific
reunion hands
patterns of love backtrack and solve
what once went mad
it's female
captured
Injured Instincts
fall back inside
depend it on the light
undomesticate the circle form the line
wait
is it poisoned bait
how did l lose my state of mind
other
a second of two
who are you
other
a second of two
who are
other
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DUST THIS PROMISE OF DOOM
well that's water for you boy
battery for your toy
dust this promise of doom
the low and hanging fruit
I was mouth loose
and sick in silk or charmeuse
why are you robbing me as if i have heat
i'm best served cold now
how could i think you'd say you're sorry
when your the one who needs it most of all
you cry baby
one more time, until I let you know what's on my mind
I cant see this road
it furthers me to have somewhere to go
you had your time
and place in my mind
how could I think you'd save me
when you're the one who needs it most of all
you cry baby
you let me down
until I finally have to let you drown and drown
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10. |
The Same Fracture
06:07
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THE SAME FRACTURE
Rub against the bones I'm made from
Forged and hung on a whispered stage
You are gone
You are remembered, only
by distances to address the body's needs.
Weeding luxuries
In time, find out what is dead and what is still alive
You know I will research divisions and sacrifices piercing all your decisions.
The Same Fracture
Why bother
How much rock needs to be
Now
Cleared from the room
Down, down, down. Until the spade hits the ground.
Lost and drawn out into threads.
Insufferable friend.
Insufferable friend.
Last I saw radiant forms
When you get further these things come with the ones you adore
And you know you are but do nothing
Be alone
Be an effervescent king on a buckled throne
Lost on earth
Your reasons are sound
The sky shored on the ground
Lost, but unearthed, withheld to deprive
Get lost in your own eyes
Lost and drawn out into threads
Insufferable friend
Lost on Earth
Lost on Earth
Lost on Earth
Lost on Earth
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11. |
Bread and Leather
03:18
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BREAD AND LEATHER
We hurried home
wet through the weather
damp and slow
bread and leather.
Surrender time
shoulder and temper
a hole to bury unwanted tethers
a pearl picked clean
bone stripping
vibrating repelled and pulled in.
The vulture cleans the bones
the baggage
licked us from our homes
emptied our jackets
confused our limbs
and even you in your aquarium
the lake will break in
moments of death have the fullest expression of all
this is life
I want you to keep your mountains still and find your own way back to feel.
Don't say you can't any more.
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12. |
Swiping at Comets
05:59
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SWIPING AT COMETS
so since we are physically affected
swiping at comets all night and not talking
I've hit a rock in you
a jail of stars
deep in the sea
let the hands come off
we know not
whether we,
or the energy is anything more than you'll say
you're the honey stuck in fur for now
a glass of champagne
I can tell you
I'm transparent
iIm not mine
stay here until I desire you
would it be an ill-starred boat if I'm on it too
inhospitable shores
baring its chest everyday at your door
am I able to feel anything
beyond the fuse
so since we are physically affected
swiping at comets all night and not talking
there's a ringing bell in you
for all the world is new
it's not the first time I've timed my breathing
nor the first time I'll cling to fire
I try to lead and I lose myself
I can hear you without
I can hear you without
I can hear you without much trouble
there is no glory in this sweet heart
without the firewood within it
so one runs screaming
the other brings it back
a lit song inside a lamp
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13. |
Kick Your Knives
04:57
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KICK YOUR KNIVES
remind me with a fresh horse
burning hard
you're dismantled
kick your knives
in the the holes
of the sky
in the non-outside
thick with outside
no remorse
a fresh horse
touched by long neglect
to feel himself in his own mind
I told him he could believe but I don't mind
I told I'd felt deceived
but it's all right
I have felt thrown
and I wont go
and I can feel my organic shape pull away
winding back the tape
unwinding the play
and I can feel my ropes here
my ropes here
my ropes here
remind me we are green
vivcid religions and recklessness
cross-crossed and windborne
submissive
captive
enormous and swaggering
and caught like a bulb in two hands
twisting the corpse
coaxing the glands
shorn of waste and frail
dissolving anyway
behind a code dust
baffled
and you'll say we have impulse to steal
happy to be real
within the structures where we shift death
but there is all but death here
but death here
but death here
there is all but death here
but death here
but death here
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IT IS THE SWAN ON THE TABLE
You are here
You have everything you've feared
and so does the mirror
the snake and the deer
the quickening pull
the quickening pulse
cracking the scent of silence
I am awake for you when there is no love near
though I'm just as likely to find my own grave
I am also afraid
I have thrown my whole life away
you will not speak if I stay
I cannot do this again and again and again
even if it were the full moons I have blamed
truly it was the lovelessness
that stayed the same
even when I swore the planets changed
"I saw them change"
"I saw them change"
It is the swan on the table
its dead neck in an S
the men with feathers in their mouths
leaving the eggs cold in the nest
will my heart die alone with the best?
I had framed my head on its chest
I have been lonely
but that's me
under my own arrest
with this feeling
despite all these maybes
come home and stay a while
despite all these maybes
come home and stay a while
despite all these maybes
come home and stay
a while
despite all this
come home and stay
despite all of this
maybe
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15. |
Meeting Place
02:00
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MEETING PLACE
Find the Place, find the place.
Lose the Race, lose the race.
I'm awake, I'm awake.
Would you wait, would you wait.
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