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Safe
03:02
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I recall running with thorny feet
saw houses glowing, radiating heat
still I kept running as my feel bled
till I saw the sun, burning red
and now I'm sleeping, safe in the dirt
and I am aching, but as long as I am feeling I can't be hurt
as long as I am feeling I am not hurt
I am not hurt
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Morning
03:19
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let's lie on our backs till morning, our skin pressed into the grass
till wrens warble without warning, till jays flicker, flit and flash
should I run now into the day
should I sleep the time away
should I become time herself
and keep you safe and warm and well
all I want is to remain
thick like honey in your veins
that pumps slowly through your days
in their honey-drunken haze
all I want is still and sleeping
all earth shut-eye not-a-peeping
only you and I left leaping
safely in each other's keeping
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3. |
Drunk Moon
04:52
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I love the way your hand fits into mine
Our fingers knitted, knotted, and tightly intertwined
We saw the moon, she was swaying like she had too much wine
Tilting her waxing head from side to side
But even though drunken, she shone just as bright
Bumbling blindly and casting unquestioning light
And the drunken moon will come again soon!
And I will be in your arms!
In your arms, in your arms!
(you are the sun and the moon and the sea and the sky and the stars and the earth below my feet,
you are the sun and the grass and and the sea and the sky and the stars and the moon up above me)
I love the way your thoughts are just like mine
We’re stumbling dumbly, dewy-eyed and blind
We saw the moon, she was swaying like she had too much wine
Tilting her waxing head from side to side
But even though drunken, she shone just as bright
Bumbling blindly and casting unquestioning light
(you are the sun and the moon and the sea and the sky and the stars and the earth below my feet, you are the sun and the grass and and the sea and the sky and the stars and the moon up above me repeated throughout chorus)
And the drunken moon will come again soon!
And I will be in your arms!
In your arms, in your arms!
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4. |
June 1st
02:30
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5. |
Don't Go
04:37
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you are warmth in the coldest corners of a room
By some magnificent gravity my eyes are drawn to you
And all spaces filled are tender tall and true
Borne up in waves of roiling wondrous blue
And in the light your shoulders glowing gold
Your sword in hand and vanquishing the cold
And all dust and dirt are deemed endearing
And glorified upon the hearing of your shining shining name
Of your shining shining
And the sacredness of silent spaces
My fingers fumbling at my laces
“Don’t go, don’t go.”
And spinning on your kitchen floor
To hold you close forevermore
Don’t go, don’t go
And though poetry may fade and pass
All my heart can humbly ask
Don’t go!
I watched the sun through the window
I watched the sun through the leaves
I watched the sun on your shoulders
I heard you breathe
I heard your heart beating
I pressed my head to your chest
And I heard the doves mourning for suns that have set
Don’t go
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6. |
Naming
04:12
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in the naming of all things you stood and said her holy name
a word for beating wings of moths and softly glowing flame
god bless the bravest tongues biting bramble without shame
unflinching in the love they seek to proclaim
I believe that one should know the names of all that one sees
as sorrel sleeps in ditches or the titmice in the trees
stand forth and name the bird that lies nestled neath your chest!
and without shame shel''s stir and rise up from her rest
god bless your sweet brave tongue and the love of which it sung
the night you spoke the stars and the sky in which they're hung
brave heart, bring light! and beat with all your might!
and speak love's name on moonlit nights
and the sweetest words I've ever heard spring from your sainted lips
in crow-caw, cloves, and cardamom, careening out like ships
I ask of you the names of birds and creatures of the ground
and in that naming all the earth comes springing forth with sound
to hold your hand and say your name and forget my own in time
to be nameless in a universe of sparrow, finch, and pine
to someday stand and speak with heart as brave and kind as your's
to call by name and still unceasing waves upon the shores
god bless your sweet brave tongue and the love of which it sung
the night you spoke the stars and the sky in which they're hung
brave heart, bring light! and beat with all your might!
and speak love's name on moonlit nights
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Atlas
02:50
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am i all that i can carry on my back?
bad skin and knees and a dirty canvas sack
or am i all that surrounds me,
my home, my room, my love, my family?
my darling, dear, you shine through my skin
with you i forget the body i'm in
and all i am is glowing clear-sky blue
singing ever singing of you
i fear that when i do move away
there'll be no one around for me to say to
"i love you in a myriad of ways, a love which only springs and swell each day"
my darling, dear, you shine through my skin
with you i forget the body i'm in
and all i am is glowing clear-sky blue
singing ever singing of you
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8. |
Swallows
03:42
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swimming, my head upturned
if I leaned back far enough I thought i saw the curve of the world
and mosquitoes rested on white-washed walls
and they perched there peacefully without biting at all
and in the evening when we lay on our backs
among swarms of swallows snatching gnats
flights of birds dived by our heads inches from out grassy beds
and the sky was black with beating wings
the earth speaks loudest in tiny things!
and we have come to take these things as signs
a nosebleed and small hands, a taste of something more divine
as stars are stitched in their embroidery frame
all in the constant humming of your name
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10. |
Diving!
01:54
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