1. |
Girls of Endless Summer
04:04
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Who gonna be the girls of this endless summer?
Who gonna be the prince of this heedless keep?
Now's gonna be the time that I'm flailing under
don't you hear me
don't you wonder
what is beneath this
quantum leap?
If you got a map that makes you pretty
and you gotta dollar to your name
I'll pack you a trunk to leave your town behind
to find and pillage love
and all it's chartreuse
and morning dove.
Silent inside your spoon
Silent beside your
fired pistons
silent you tied your tongue and hummed a tune for the
reveling and roving ones
Let us be brave and not get twitchy
Let us be older than we feel
Let us be bolder wiser witchy
wingspan's itching
to get large
and crash through the wall to break your seal.
Silent atop the dune
Silent beneath the breaking water
Silent you flagged the kite to hoist the prayer for
splinters and saving ones
What'd you do
What'd you find
What'd you ask
What'd you keep
What'd you search
Where's the rind
Who da wolf
Who da sheep
Who's the milk
Who's the cut
Who's the fever dream of
Who'd you spill
Who'd you buy
Who you choose for your love
Who you love
Who you love
Who you choose for your love
Who you love
Who you love
Who you choose for your love
Who you love
Who you love
(etc ad nauseum amen.)
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2. |
Where My Girls At
03:12
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How do I stop this manic machine while
held to its piston, sever it clean, love
Body’s a broke bat
Bam de de bam de de bam de de
When do I slip clean behind the stair where
I can still hear you and nobody cares and nobody knows us
Bam de de bam de de bam de de
Time is a hoodrat bam de de bam de de bam de de
Dumb as a secret bam de de bam de de bam de de
So where are my girls at where are my girls at
When I am outside uner the dome I talk to your goblin
letters from home and touch where you marked me
Bam de de bam de de bam de de
This one is june and that one september that one’s july and
these are the things I remember
Come to me sleepless wordless and windless, Vesuvius
How do you turn when it’s only gravity moving us
Where are my girls at where are my girls at
One for the forehead
two for the hand and
three for the crying
be where you am, girl
don’t give me heartache
just give me teeth don’t
dress up in rubies that
spider beneath
I hear you I hear you I hear you I hear you I hear you girl
I hear you I hear you I hear you I hear you I hear you girl
I hear you I hear you I hear you I hear you I hear you girl
I hear you I hear you I hear you I hear you I hear you girl
eh.
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3. |
Hammer
04:48
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I silent spread the butter on the knife
the song comes slow like snow when out the light
Why did I wish it so
why did I break
the egg to taste the yolk
My line has lost the locust to its bed
And tributaries feed and never fed
Why do I come (ha) so
and why even wake
for things that are unspoke
The sound of my voice is a hammer
Calling out to God
Calling without an answer
to take my bag and my piston, bell and my hammer
so crow you won’t fly away
I don’t want you to go
right away
had I stopped the swinging of the door
or looped up long and turbulent and swore
where does it come from, son
Where does it wait
in liquid round the core
The sound of my voice is a hammer
Calling out for mud
triying to get it damper
Trying to sink it with lead and coal so it’s phantom
and it wont float away
No it wont float
I don’t want you to go
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4. |
There is a Cord
02:58
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So the melody spins
One time
And Leviathan waits to splay me wide open
Holding tight to the pin that spears the sublime
How do I keep us where moons cannot transit and neither does Neptune
I shake my feathers at June, thinking of symmetric lines and circles
cocentric intersections of time
and I ask you this
The beast’s gonna come out at night and ask you your answers
and I want you next to me
Ooh I want you next to me
Ooh I want you next to me
Ooh I want you next to me
Ooh
1.
I’ve braved the old “die for radio and secret sight”
I am waving on liquid your fever, lamplight
Blameless of time
2.
And my force goes and weakens at night
and you are a dune whose blue sand shifts my weight and the base of my spine
And I want you next to me
If there’s a house it is straw and you’re next to me
There is a cord and it pulls me upright
in the pool of you
Creatures with mathematic angles and areas live
So I take all these things in stride
why won’t you come with me
Ooh I want you next to me
oooh I want you next to me
Oooh
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5. |
Headlight
03:17
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Strangely strangely, coming up quick like a battering ram in the throat and only heaven knows
Why the wicked singing me sick gonna clackety boom boom fall, a line of dominoes
So why the welcome Hi and why the big brass bone
When we’re too small inside to hear its craw
Hear its craw
Hear its craw
Stung a stinger poking through snow at the memory box I vowed to keep the letters in
Whose cathedral, where do we go when the clackety boom boom falls and knocks the ceilings in
And packs me into a ball of woe and wanting you
And feels me down the hall in red light
Who’m I supposed to call to get my compass true when
North is just the end of your headlight
Take me out to dry and let the centuries fall
I will not go blind, I won’t be here at all
won’t be here at all
Stick me in my palms and let the blood run blue
Sing me til I’m gone and dead from wanting you
from wanting you
Down
here with me
wanting you
Down
here with me
wanting you
Down
here with me
wanting you
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6. |
Falcon Requiem
02:36
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7. |
Seeds
04:40
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Anger’s a punk we keep in the hall, and
I’m on the floor not speaking at all
Here’s another quarter, play it loud enough to drown
the sounds of my homesick husband
We sow seeds, we sow seeds, we sew
things back together so you can fall apart again
We sow seeds, we sow seeds, we sew
things back together so you can fall apart again
Hope is a crow I’ve starved in my car
Seeing too little, feeling too far
When he comes to claw my eyes out
will I hide my hands or stand
with my one true cousin.
We sow seeds, we sow seeds, we sew
things back together so you can fall apart again
We sow seeds, we sow seeds, we sew
things back together so you can fall apart again
We sow seeds, we sow seeds, we sew
things back together so you can fall apart again
We sow seeds, we sow seeds, we sew
things back together so you can fall apart again
We sow seeds, we sow seeds, we sew
things back together so you can fall apart again
We sow seeds, we sow seeds, we sew
things back together so you can fall apart again
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Heather Christian & The Arbornauts Beacon, New York
An Arbornaut is a three way cross between a flying squirrel, an astronaut, and an angel. I know one as soon as I spot one. They are naturally occuring in nature. I had a dream about them once and started a band. We are a choir and we are an orchestra. We are disgruntled classical musicians & believers in musical traditions of feeling lots of things. This is the noise from the inside of a root. ... more
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