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Talking in Corners
03:46
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subtle politics of words
stacked like swords afire or flies
wonders in eyes
of a dog and a child
hands on faces to hide
to reassure a shoulder
to pull down to rise
to stand and breathe
or is it too futile to weep
in pockets of sand eddys in
a river long so angry
it's ablazen
or is it righteous not in the self
but in every moment men and women
owned in the universe
and that's all of it
or is it talking in corners
no way up to the air
grey under all no comfort
no fair weather here
or can we talk when we yell our sorrows
our beliefs our truer selves
my god in a field of rich warm green
a breeze a friend birds and ease
out of the corners we get stuck in
in to the corners of talking
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2. |
You World
04:19
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I am spilling out into the whole universe
I am dipping over to my infinite embarrassment
I am emboldened to new lowness- and to newness
I watched a crow kill a starling in the street and I did nothing
I am dead but reviving
I am missing and I am finding
the myths of old dead liars are lying
like beautiful carpets to roll up and to toss away
I am weak but I am surviving
aliving against some very long odds indeed
I am tired yet still I’m awake
to break the dawn with all the strength I have still left in me
you world - I love you
you world - oh fuck you
you world
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3. |
No Good Man
04:32
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just chip chip chip at the chinks in the links
just pick pick pick at the flecks in the paint
and here is the last assent on the days
oh here is where the last good man lays
you know no good man lives here anymore
the last one is gone gone gone
where is home announced and come
because I live in rocks and a beacon sweeps along across above
warning away the fragile frail and the fey
this home has a whole kicked in the world where no one stays
you know no good man lives here anymore
the last one is gone gone gone
here roosts atop the roof the last good one
telling the sun commonly coaxing it along
here fell a gaze a point of lost horizons
give way break as a toy a touch a song
whatever is it about these and they
explain please the ease to ease away
to and from a hand a wisp a voice or darkly leaving gaze
whatever is it to care so little on such an end and lessened day
you know no good man lives here anymore
the last one is gone gone gone
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4. |
Eternity
02:38
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if I was a tree forever swaying in the yard
I’d still wish for the words to whisper how beautiful you are
if I was a roof standing silent in the wind and rain
I’d count every tile just to protect you one more day
if I were a granddad puttering in yard
I'd build you a horse or a boat or whatever your heart desired
if I was yours for one more day
I would be good with that for all eternity
I would give up the sun and all the stars
to live for another moment in your arms
I could live for a year without water and food
just to prove all this to you
and if i were a motor I’d run and run and run
just to keep your hair waving in the summer sun
if I was yours for one more day
I would be good with that for all eternity
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5. |
Life on Fire
02:49
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back when you loved me you sent me messages
and your breast and my loving soliloquies are burning me
deep in my mind and everything about you is kind
kind of a deep torture of the best moments of my life
turned to those concrete soldiers guarding an emperor
that is gone long gone oh gone for good
oh my dear you've set my life on fire
my life on fire oh dear oh dear
oh my dear you set my life on fire
my life on fire
back when you loved me I knew I was cared after
and the laughter was forever after the pain
yet now we aren't and in this the hardening part is
the worsening part is this
where I cannot anymore talk with you before bed at night
before the light it fades away
oh my dear you set my life on fire
my life on fire dear oh dear
oh my dear you set my life on fire
my life on fire
- yeah I’m on fire
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