1. |
Gibran's Arrows
04:41
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Shot from the womb
all arrows whistling without tune
Falling short, stubbing points
held up by bow
held down by the flow of turning mass
gyrating past
whizzing and whirling
and if given guide, hurling
Caught by the trees
held up by the breeze
it’s not the end of time
Gibran’s arrows in my spine
it’s not the end of time
I will not return to the womb
i will not return to the womb...
it’s not, it’s not, it’s not... time!
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2. |
A Carousel Mind
04:09
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yes, i’m traveling down a road i’ve never been
i’m opening my eyes, hoping i’m not aging
now i’m coming close to the limit
what i can’t stand, i will give it, no...
a splintered nail
a glass chip foot
a carousel mind
guess i’m traveling down a road i’ve never been
i’m opening my eyes, hoping i’m not dying
now i’m stepping out of the sky
i don’t, i don’t even bother to ask why, no
a splintered nail
a glass chip foot
a carousel mind
spins as fast as i permit...
in my eyes, i’m blind
in your head, i’m dead
in your lies, i’m alive
in your bed, i’m dread
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3. |
Lost at See
04:30
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lost at see
vows taken to an altar
of conscience and life of glee
when you still lie
in sheets of other’s dreams
when the word i knew
when thought i’m lost
lost at see
on without, without, without me
but which part came first,
this passion or the oath?
but... which... part... came first?
lost at see
on without me
i’m lost, lost, lost,
lost at see
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4. |
Cry Time
01:47
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How I miss you
i can’t hold your place
can’t control any pace
time - i can’t slow you
time - I’ll race you
time - i can’t breach this contract
this force is involved - it’s intact
my life is a clock
(this life...)
the face of what’s left
(...all before me...)
coming on twenty-one
(singing slowly...)
entangled in what i’ve spun
(...then stopping)
cry time
time - your all in my head
counting rhythms until death
cry time
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5. |
Ruin
03:19
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another day, another story left to ruin
for some reason, i caught this one
before the walls were to fall and the...
foundation floundered
brick by brick
idea for ideal
it makes me sick
foundation floundered
i don’t want your lost treasures
i count them with my eyes - measure by measure
so, i don’t want what you don’t have
so, i keep listening and stalling
foundation floundered
brick by brick
idea for ideal
it makes me sick
foundation floundered
brick by brick
ideal for ideal
it makes me sick
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