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Waters
01:00
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Genesis
02:42
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Genesis
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Genesis
In the void,
darkness hovered over the face of the waters
and then it was good
The light from the darkness was evening and morning
One day it was so dry
And it was so good
Let them be
Let them be
Good morning living creatures
The great sea monster was good and so kind
And everything was good
Let us replenish the earth and have the fish and the fowl for food
And it was so very good
And all of them finished and rested
And because these generations had sprung up upon the earth,
there was a man to till the ground and breathe into his nostrils and to water the garden
And that is good
And there is Kush - that is it.
And the man may freely eat but shall surely die
And the man should be whatsoever the man would be
And the woman brought her bones, and therefore flesh, and they were both naked and were not afraid
Now the serpent was more subtle than any beast of the field
And he said unto the woman, "yay"
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P.I.E.
00:30
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In other words
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Babel
03:08
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Sitting for thirty minutes or ten minutes or five minutes
there is the severe silence of something happening in the box of your head
regardless of you
Sally would speak of something soft and painful to the left
while the right is making up images of lost cocktails and opportunities
Someone's worried in this room using your voice to describe it
but it's not as simple as 'simple' and not as solid as 'self'
Self is upon the shelf while watching
Watching is what happens when you listen
Listening is glistening for a moment and then splashes into the tumult of time
Time is sure to make sure of itself
Besides time is wallpaper,
or an ocean,
and either way we're fish
by the way,
suffice it to say,
the head is far less 'head' than a splash of flesh and limb
dumb meat
miraculous meat
Meet meat for the first time every time you sit
Meet meat and no longer wish to eat meat,
unless you do,
in which case you will
Will will not wish for less,
unless it does,
Then you can never get enough less
And you will hurt yourself by doing that
Having had as much less as most want,
the child with your name on it sits bitter in the corner while,
under the weather, your better half is sinking sadly without your help to save her
...we need somebody everybody sometimes we need help
to get saved by someone,
you know its not the healthiest thing to do
This will hurt you
It will hurt you not to see it what it is trying for you to see it in the head with the box and the mox' and the chicken pox
It will not be happy with you when you try to clear your mind
It will not be happy with you and you will notice it and it won't notice you, maybe
All of it will say something about the origin of something
And none of it is typeface
It is the ping of cold metallic meat
It is the miraculous meat that has a tone of its own in spite of itself
It's mostly meat though that speaks of hands and feet
Mostly meat for sex and safety
It's probably gonna hurt
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Barbar
02:38
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Barbar [repeated]
Whose got the myriads to don the purple?
The bread and circuses no longer please
The bald-pate senator is hiding figs within his sleeves
The eastern provinces are uprising
They say their god exempts them from our fees
I've seen three crucified, its unsurprising:
They wouldn't bend the knees
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Soft simple, safe upon the carpet, staring at the stains
Wondering with what profoundly eternal it contains
And how soft
And breaking every moment bones I'll ever be
Delusion-wrapped,
This sojourn always coddled in so much of me
It's us again,
Yet now we're undercover as of yet unmarred
This game we play whose roles we ever borrow from the stars'
Can’t know which of the sundry flesh I will attain
Mycelia grow new roads to separate everything you once claimed
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Nobody Does
03:29
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There's nothing to do but to wait
Your blood has been sent away
Results should arrive in three days
They poked you three times and blamed nit on your veins
Now there's nothing to do but to wait
Your arms are bandaged and bruised
Your libido has slowed to a crawl
And in spite of the love that you're drowning yourself in,
you can't access the beauty at all
Your mind has eaten its fill
Self-pity is a glutton's swill
And no one will know unless you tell them so
The burden gets heavier still
They'll look on
They'll look on
And you'll smile through
What would they think of you
if anybody anybody knew?
So nobody nobody knows
except the ones who've contracted it too
They're as mournful and lonesome as you
Still nobody nobody knows
The stigma is a titan's fell
You're entering a personal hell
And after you fall there's still a ways to go cuz nobody's been through it all
You've still go three days to know
How you will be diagnosed
And if you're going through hell and don't know where to go,
remember nobody nobody does
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8. |
Abbondanza
03:25
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Couple - Hello?
Hello -
OK is it back?
It changed again - Why did it change?
Couple entombed
in volcanic ash in AD 79
Their hands intertwine
When it rumbles when it crumbles Ill be here with you
As August air fills with black
All you’ve ever known shrinks back
to these few knuckles softly brushing your cheek
as the soot climbs up past your knees
Couple entombed
All will be over soon, the many becoming only two
Now your bodies are gone,
but the plaster is cast
from the void that you left as you spooned
la la la la la la ooooo
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Revelation
01:59
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10. |
Stolid Lumps
04:43
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I know I'm often weary of the government and the passage of time
Of processed food, public school, of siri,
Of the pigs and all this masculine jive
I know we grow older daily
That we run ourselves away from our ties
But if you'll be here and hold me
I'll gladly give this body to time
Society's a big ole meanie
Turn the mystic off quick and get by
But you, my love, are fuckin' dreamy
Your stardust is the body divine
We're told, when old, that we'll be
Stolid lumps of wisdom and grime
For now, we're golden only
still mired in the time of our lives
So if you'll be here and hold me,
I'll gladly give this body to time
If you'll be here and hold me,
I'll gladly give this body to time
If you'll be here and hold me,
I'll gladly give this body
Gladly give this body to time
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