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Happy Hour in the Forest
03:16
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Open casket funeral
for the Olympic forest
in the second half of life
my thoughts are with
you old jazz buffs
and if you need me
I can be found
under the giant leaves
of the maple trees
catching raindrops
as they come to me
happy hour in the forest
near the center of the lake
where giants disguised as trees
guide my walk in the rain
I put one foot in front of the other
in the hopes that I can discover
some way out of this
psychology of time
Around the black black lake
around the black black lake
I put one foot in front of the other
in the hopes that I can discover
Around the black black lake
I walked after your death
watching fishermen’s poles cast deep
unseen lines into the black black
through grey shadowed moon
as their legs were on vacation
the fir tree next to the redwood tree
next to the white elm tree
near turtles fishing along the dust
Around the black black lake
around the black black lake
I put one foot in front of the other
in the hopes that I can discover
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2. |
My Father's Footsteps
03:31
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The footsteps of my father grow weak
as I listen in on the other end of the phone
I conceal my need to be there
for my fathers footsteps grow weak
under the weight of life
under the knife
under the fingers of a surgeon
who cuts in clean thick lines
and removes the abnormalities
My fathers footsteps grow weak
under the floorboards of a desert scene
and a century of doubt
where mountains swallow the breath of age
as is iron to rust
as the slippers flap the floorboards
in an old man shuffle and call for
rebellion in the collision
Grow weak
Grow weak
But the footsteps of my father
grow weak
as did the bull worshipers
and all rituals of repression
Grow weak
Grow weak
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3. |
Double Helix
03:52
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I take off the summer heat
by a lone staircase leading me
down under
into the sub-basement
where it is much cooler
the stone wall and the stone flooring
have me tilted
I found new beginnings
here on the steps of the sub-basement
on a long exhausted day
under the weight of a mansion
We seem to see
only that which
we choose to see
As all things lost to me
will be revealed
in the form of irony and doubt
now my double helix
begins and concludes in me
I take off the summer heat
I take off the summer heat
We seem to see
only that which
we choose to see
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4. |
Yesterday
04:20
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Port alcohol
slips ties into the future
from port to sea
from sea to port
change my
step through
the vague misunderstood
miseries
Time capsule
watch the movement
time capsule
watch the mentality
The mind cries
to the rising sun
how often will my shadow
be cast upon this wall?
Broken world
Broken world
Broken World
Where port alcohol
plays with my eyes
and distorts the future
flying away from me
I could settle on the sunrise
sober for the season
Time capsule
watch the movement
time capsule
watch the mentality
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5. |
Vying for Clues
03:41
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I’m listening to rain
drop heavily
with a dreary
fascination
I’m walking with the rain
as I hear a shy voice
crawl up from the gravel
A voice calling my name
a voice calling my name
calling my name
where I hear the voices
of the damned
I’m talking
to the rain
she hears my sorrow
and swallows my voice
in the ongoing
downpour
my name
that withers away
in the rain
A voice calling my name
a voice calling my name
calling my name
where I hear the voices
of the damned.
I hear the voices
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6. |
Live in My Words
03:35
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Blooms in my name
blooms in my waking state
you’re by my side
in the seating arrangement
sing me a song
where the frown sewn weeps
cracking the face amid squinting eyes
I take a photo then take another
chasing the sunset
this twilight that shines shamelessly
I fall too
I fail and waste time
precious time
my time
I am alive in my words
I live in my words
There’s nobody in the house tonight
only the dim sound of loneliness
I heard your words over the radio
they felt isolated and cold
enter an empty bar
plenty of room
I will write to you down
in my pleasant mood
I missed you somewhere
but I will find you
I am alive in my words
I live in my words
I fall too
I fail and waste time
precious time
my time
I am alive in my words
I live in my words
No End in Sight
No en in sight
transforms you mind in flight
communicating without tongues
a crusade against hate
parades the tickertape
your words cut
with misplaced devotion
look as far as the eyes can see
close the focus until you are free
No end in sight
transforms my eyes
no end in sight
transforms my eyes
to loose that which
was our sight
I can watch the storm
start to form
inside your rage
the darkness that blends
in muddy waters
shoot an arrow through my heart
shoot an arrow make it hurt
No end in sight
transforms my eyes
no end in sight
transforms my eyes
to loose that which
was our sight
Our temper is the tempest
that kills the kings of compassion
all cruelty stems from weakness
nothing is what it seems
your mind is a poison arrow
aimed at those we love
can we live without violence
your power means nothing
everything is against you
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7. |
Calling Collect
03:33
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There’s an alleyway
in the depths
of my imagination
where every
brick is a poem
shedding light
into my past
present and future
the cherry blossoms
sprang early this season
No more frost
no more rain
only a silent drought
in the form of blue skies
I meditate on the notes
a songbird sings
where I am convinced
there lies a secret message
there’s an alleyway
in the depths
of my imagination
where every
brick is a poem
every brick is a poem
No more frost
no more rain
only a silent drought
in the form of blue skies
There’s an alleyway
in the depths
of my imagination
where every
brick is a poem
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8. |
Gaps in Time
02:19
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I fall in this tempest
I fall to strip down
my aimlessness
and confusion
to strip down
my aimlessness
and confusion
I give into the crash
to strip down
my aimlessness
and confusion
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9. |
Conundrum
04:19
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I watch her eyes
when she sleeps at night
I watch her way
unaware of my presence
sounds through the distance
I watch her eyes
as they cry at night
steeped in a dreaming kiss
Left to cut the wrists
I’m losing my luster
on a piece in your puzzle
fighting for as long as I can
not a crease in the shuffle
I wish I had my camera
I watch her eyes
when she sleeps at night
I watch her way
unaware of my presence
sounds through the distance
I watch her eyes
as they cry at night
steeped in a dreaming kiss
I wish I had my camera
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10. |
As Observer
03:07
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Swarm without a sound
pen and ink before it’s found
sacred oath centuries bound
a vehicle for my anguish
for the shape of my being
as barricade
from the plans you made
I have skeletons in my closet
who refuse to pay the deposit
Gotta shed that skin
you were born in
think you bought some time
but time bought you
thrust into the future
on a not so distant past
you came apart like a butterfly
digress by the casting die
I have skeletons in my closet
who refuse to pay the deposit
Foreshadow
Being a stranger
to yourself
being a stranger
to others
when you went offside
I went to hide
You won relief
compromising your beliefs
a moving target is hard to hit
please don’t let me down
mix the colors
from red to brown
Clay from the Earth
death to birth
Dreams of confusion
a life of non-violence
engulfed in a world
of violence
what a disgrace
in a world of violence
what a disgrace
can’t see the forest
through the trees
Clay from the Earth
death to birth
Make a map
from whence you came
fold it in two and hold it
to the flame
Make a map
from the dust you breathe
lung heavy continents
weighing down the breeze
Clay from the Earth
death to birth
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In our collective suffering
we’re encouraged to draw a line
or take a stance for our misery
hope will cast a brighter light
that can darken our shadows
Mix the colors
from red to brown
with a grind in the knowing
feel free to believe
in anything that fits
inside your ideology
when we take
the time to focus
lines collide in our
geographical minds
Anthropocene age
freezes the shape of being
Fragments of peace
met with torrents of violence
we can become a better future
one worth living
we define our surroundings
with color and form
but this is only an introduction
to a feeling
point of reference
things we’ve acquired
in the depths devoured
This is only an introduction to a feeling
When we take
the time to focus
lines collide in our
geographical minds
Anthropocene age
freezes the shape of being
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BCore Disc is an independent record label from Barcelona, Spain, that’s been working since 1990, we cover lots of different styles going from hardcore, punk to indierock.
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