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Separate Fears
02:36
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There's a word for every hope and every triumph
It gets pushed back
You forget to...
Time's a mental distance we place when it gets too hard or painful
Then it turns to separate rooms then separate states then separate thoughts.
No!
Could they pinpoint single moments?
Give more time to think this through or find it out or slow it down
Just slow it down
Something stands on the surface
No!
The dream of what's underneath
No! No!
A flash of bigger, older
No! No!
Just a glimpse of
a hint of…
No! No! No!
And there are times when I am sleeping when my head and limbs are far apart.
The separation never touches
No! No!
the type of things that I should realize.
No! No! No!
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A heartbeat that pulses above and below
A feud of generations played over and over
Repeat this passage to turn it to nothing
These sounds are first stories, then stories are real
I have a dream
I have a dream but that dream is a question *2
Atmosphere taken by multiple meanings
Things fall apart to float side by side
Sieves full of white light pour skies in reverse
It changes perspective
A push and a pull
Relief made to focus
A back and forth dance of language and rhetoric
A heartbeat that pulses above and below *2
If this time‘s a facet, then a red colored ball can be seen from space
A blood-covered ball that loses its gravity
Intense conversation that loses its gravity
A body so dizzy it loses its gravity
A feud of generations
Turn it to nothing
These sounds are our stories
Turn it to nothing
Multiple meanings
Things fall apart
This time is a facet
Turn it to nothing
I have a dream but
Turn it to nothing
Intense conversation
Turn it to nothing
It changes perspective
Turn it to nothing
A body so dizzy
A heartbeat that pulses
Turn it to nothing*2
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Slippery Strange
03:47
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We came back
We sat for tea
The stranger looked more at home than we did
He possessed a shadow of the strongest father, but made me uncomfortable
He never left
We never talked about it
No one said a word
He'd enter the room and make decisions
He moved like his body was a trap
I guess it was
The man was so awkward
yet he stayed.
He had taken over the house
We gave it to him!
Whatever he was…
...a cuckoo that kept its nest so still that others could watch him eat?
Ten months later,
That living interjection was gone
We never talked about it
No one said a word
I saw him much later at night, in the sea
His bulbous head was showing, staring up at the moon
He looked at me and then slipped under
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The Near Room
05:12
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Made wide open/found accepted/crest climax/legend rumor
less less*3
It refers to a shifting house
It refers to speaking nonsense
The disconnect of mind and flesh
Some body saying stop or no
It's a bell that sounds but doesn't fade,
a gray peripheral that spreads to center
He goes out one more time, one more time...
then another time
and what for?
Vessel cannot respond
This ship will not respond
Made wide open/found accepted/crest climax/legend rumor
less less*3
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6. |
Continue, Please
02:20
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7. |
Our Movement In Squares
08:26
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I've become I've become what I've always been afraid of
Without context,
anything's scary *4
A signpost, a pinprick, a new elaboration, I'm set
An arrow to follow, a far destination, I'm set
With each circle, I forget the lines between them
When I get there it's not victory, it's a breather
Confrontations become less important to me
I enjoy everything
Loose ends are commonplace
They are accepted
When the sun rises white and you've stayed up too long, it feels good to know that
you're still set in motion*2
When the sun rises white and you've stayed up too long, it feels good to know that
you're still set in motion*3
The correlation becomes harder to calculate
It makes me smaller
The unexpected is a chore
It could take any excuse
Trial and error
To see what fits
I could try this on
To see what fits
For now
To see what fits
Trial and error
To see what fits
I could try this on
To see what fits
For now
Watch the car pull away from the place of the mailbox
An address
A welcomed door
Watch the car pull away from the place of the mailbox
An address
A welcomed door
A speck in the distance, shrinking from view, is easily missed*2
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House Language
03:08
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An accent at an unexpected place
A moment that was made with words
Pacing known to just a few
Something so old could not be more clear
This could be it*2
To be honest…
Edges brushed borders
Some feathers ruffled yours
but all things in context
when all's said and done
You painted the star source
*2
This could be it
*2
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Now it comes to me
The allegory of the cave
To turn the will on a sense of self
but we keep moving forward in a dizzying circle
Not a quickening drain, an upward spiral
A brighter light in a forest at night
Oh!
Things that are alien we interpret as killers
This is saving me
Now I believe
I've been made a believer
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10. |
Clever Hans
02:00
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