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Caldera
02:16
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there is enormous distance between us,
oppression in the air
suffocating our love
you- stranger at times / we sleep in strangers sheets
and dream of stranger dreams
I understand the snap of your voice
I cannot comment
voice tone, vicious voice tone
I went out and will not return tonight
the caldera of my heart
the cause of my hurt
the curse of my crater life
the curse of this room
the curse of this mood
it lingers in the night, it lingers in the day
and I curl up next to a stranger
for another strange sleep
no, its not a curse, its a prison for our love
torture and war
love and hate
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A million little things
building up
inside of me
ashes to ashes and dust to dust
all of this leaving metal to rust.
like spider bites in spring.
something for the masses
all of this
leaving metal
to rust
falling through
the very
thought of you.
like spider bites in spring.
Round and round and round again
it all comes round again,
like spider bites in spring,
Yearning at the beginning
of the foothills,
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Round and round and round again
it all comes round again,
like spider bites in spring.
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Metamorphosis
03:14
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Identity crisis
hidden behind large
spectacles disguised
as a battle between
my ego and my id.
Time to remove
the mask and show you
who I really am.
I am the words
written to fit this page.
This page I pretend
is my forward future fame
coming to light me home.
Second skin.
Transform.
Time to remove
the mask and show you
who I really am.
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4. |
Night Of The New Moon
04:24
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On the night
of the new moon
in a face without a name,
a figure without form,
we watched you fade into black
behind your burdened eyes
break the mirror
that reflects your mouth
break the mirror
that reflects your eyes
that speaks such trivial words
tackle this tempest
like sea shells found a-top
Mt. Everest
like the new moon
shining on you and me
keep your lips from
tasting the moons reflection
at the opening reception
we are under construction
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5. |
Under The Sun
03:26
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this is a tender moment
quite peaceful and silent
none the less a moment
please shut your mouth
for the moment
I had a feeling, a notion
that breeze that stung my back
came from the ocean
these things come from the most
unexpected places
want and need
under the same sun
under the pressure of someone
I had a feeling a notion,
might possibly be a premonition
shut your mouth for this moment
this burning moment
Did the moon wane on your trail?
leaving space between heaven and hell?
where sky meets water
the murk of existence
in my garden of cosmos and clay
under the sun
under the pressure of someone
I had a feeling a notion,
might possibly be a premonition
under the same sun
I am leaving the port
Never to make landfall again
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Hunting Party
02:26
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I can’t manage myself
all 10,000 episodes of my mind library war machine
washing the dishes of my uptown frontal cortex in the sink of seeking.
No sounds, no images,
just two hands eight fingers two thumbs of punishment.
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The Way Home
03:33
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I built a wall
To keep the darkness
Out of my soul
Do you know the way home?
Is there a way home?
The horizon burned
The sky blurred
And my way home was deterred
By a fathom not a phantom
Of my own despair
I don’t look back in anger
I don’t look back in regret
I don’t look back
Desperate bloom
Outside this wall
To keep the Darkness
out of my soul
The horizon burned
The sky blurred
And my way home was deterred
By a fathom not a phantom
Of my own repair
I don’t look back in anger
I don’t look back in regret
I don’t look back
I built a wall
To keep the demons
Out of my soul
Do you know the way home?
Is there a way home?
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8. |
Blanchard Avenue Blues
03:57
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Here in the misty cold
of your self inflicted soreness
where leaves dance and fall
and eventually cling to this city drain
I stand with you on Blanchard Avenue
where your sorrow beats down
I stand with you on Blanchard Avenue
where objection greets you
I stand with you on Blanchard Avenue
where dumb luck defeats you
I stand with you on Blanchard Avenue
Awaiting to see the tears fight their way
through this conviction
yet they cant find their way
down your blue unsettled face
Blanchard Avenue
breaks my heart
I stand with you on Blanchard Avenue
where your sorrow beats down
I stand with you on Blanchard Avenue
where objection greets you
I stand with you on Blanchard Avenue
where dumb luck defeats you
where broken hearts
lose independence in this storm
this downpour
in the rain
where searches begin and end
in the arms of Novembers solace
where objection greets you
dumb luck defeats you
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Feelings Of Inadequacy
04:16
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Ever wonder while you wander?
Through the streets of time and place
Small fingers displaced
Through my solemn voice
Through my solemn choice
Cold star burning bright
Tired eyes see the light
Cosmological thinking
Kills the inkling
(Beat the burn
in my frequency)
Feel for the past
In the present unknown
What is said about the object I am?
One level making a jester
Tending to form my thin skin
Peeling away from me
as bad luck
in the form of everyday life
My eyes are the ghost(s) of you
(Beat the burn
in my frequency)
play for me a piece on the piano
before the grand mystery is gone forever
my eyes are the ghost of you
Ever wonder while you wander?
Through the streets of time and place
Small fingers displaced
Through my solemn voice
Through my solemn choice
(Beat the burn
in my frequency)
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10. |
Blank Canvas
03:36
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Ten years
under the same street lamps
where
I became a fabulous opera.
Eternity,
mingled with the sea,
you can’t stop life
even in death.
Please understand,
in the age of loneliness
there is only hunger,
nothing but waste.
Can your eyes not see
more than my hands can feel?
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11. |
Room 205
02:59
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His last breath
Died in room 205
I’ll never see you again
around the bend,
or a walk into the fog
of Division Street
I only see
From the window
I am not a machine
It’s far, the distance is far,
From here to there,
I know where I am
Even though I appear lost
I only see
From the window
I am not a machine
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12. |
Curtain Call
04:55
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I’m wrapped up in my curtain call
without stagehands
to guide this theater of Earth floating
out in space.
Near cloudless vapors
disguised as stars exploding.
I turn to the sun for answers
and receive only silence.
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BCore Disc Barcelona, Spain
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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