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Windless
02:25
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Maybe I'll take the stairs down now
and lay within the glow
the late electric light
And maybe there's no difference
We are leaving
We are falling
We are sliding over
If there were a missed life
Paled and blown
The tear
The rent
The shattering blue
Windless I glide
Every night I dream it
Gone down through the saltwater tow
I am clear I am fallow
Maybe there's no difference
We are floating
We are shifting
We are folding over
If there were a missed life
Paled and blown
The tear
The rent
The shattering blue
Windless I glide
Every night I dream it
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Fossil Whispers
03:34
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Possible as stars in their particle overture
You had to pull over
pull over
pull over
In the slipstream of the room
Was it a voice?
Or just a turning?
Knowable as our criminal ungiving
The need for old lakes
old lovers
old chase scenes
By the silk screen of the moon
Was there a voice?
Or was it a turning?
She's turning to show me
She's turning
In love I eat impermanence
that is timeless
sent skittering through blood's underbrush
Timeless to devour
Fossil whispers for what
disturbs us
our blood
in its
golden
hour
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