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Deathray
03:40
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Deathray, in the cool air of May.
As the stars fade near the midway.
Deathray, Arms race, green beret.
Early day, melting our face away,
and the ships parade like Galaga arcade.
Deathray, arms race, green beret.
Deathray, feast day, fish fillet.
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Airlock
03:22
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River, rain, ocean, android.
All the names, in silence destroyed.
Over land, Islands and clouds.
All the names, wrapped in a shroud.
Spinning away - from the Milky Way.
Ashes and dust from the airlock flushed...
Blinking monitor display, erasing magnetic tape.
A failed satellite - becoming light.
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Heaven Works Backwards
03:20
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I am with you now,
but one day I will be gone.
At the end of desire,
one breathe and love is found.
Real life is now. In the mountain and falling snow.
All I ever wanted was to be human,
but being a man gets in the way.
Oh my joy, I love you dearly.
We're not together now, but will be soon.
Heaven works backwards.
(the fire inside... now you know...)
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Solaris
04:06
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Long grass, swaying in the lake.
Dead branches in the rain.
Shot in the Ukraine.
Walk around the house,
the firewood is soaked.
On a ship remote.
Orbiting, slow digression.
Our thoughts - manifestation.
What will you find in your bed?
Will there be curls or blood on her head?
Beware what you bring into the world.
You are what you eat. You are what you think.
If a branch is dead, cut it off.
Go back to the root, like rain to the lake.
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Floating Rock
03:47
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I forgot my anti-gravity boots.
Now my legs are aching,
with blisters in my shoes.
Floating rock, empty mass.
Ceiling sky, tumble grass.
I followed my love down through the atmosphere.
I woke up and stumbled for a light.
My tent got dark like a flower closing in the night.
All my life I've been waiting for the paperback.
I hope that I am ready when you are coming back.
Moving ocean, salt and ice.
Landing cushion, 3 G's in flight.
Release the parachute, the landing was rough.
A floating rock, all the wrong stuff.
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Native Grass
02:23
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In the flowing grass.
I forgot my friends.
Wake to a new wild end.
Foreign moons, sleeping in the sky.
For hours we are silent, and near your light.
Is there a way through? in the Storm, under and below?
I am an empty mug, this isn't new.
Will I fill it up with me or with you?
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Forest Floor
03:48
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What if the cave was a bad idea?
We learned to fear the light and so we disappeared?
What if the fire only showed us the cold,
and thoughts were only worth their weight in gold?
It would be fine if I was nothing more,
than sleeping upon the forest floor.
And I will ask all I can,
from the trees how I should be.
What if memory could melt like mist
over the grass where I live?
And what if my eyes could only see
the goodness in you but the problems
in me?
It would be fine if I was nothing more,
than sleeping the forest floor.
And I will ask all I can,
from the trees how I should be.
Christos Anesti. Alithos Anesti
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Tidal Lock
02:20
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See the moon in tidal lock?
Unseen string, glowing rock.
I never had a plan,
(hit record on the tascam).
Fell in a pothole in the street.
Highlight the past and hit delete.
Brain fog dripping out my ears.
Leaky ego and leaking tears.
I drink afternoon tea.
I know that it was never meant to be.
Lose the milk tooth to know the truth.
The night comes quick,
The oil... light the wick.
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Hermit Crab
03:30
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Blue and green, along the coastal rocks.
Hermit crab in the shell,
under a rock, under a spell.
I've turned blue looking for you.
Current flow, waves between.
Morning caffeine, to the basement green.
Turn and bury.
New home, sweet breeze.
Hermit Crab.
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Sun Craft
03:18
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I saw three suns rise over the beach.
Leaving here's beyond my reach.
We lost control, we lost the craft.
Ruined in the sand.
I'm thawing in old age.
I'm frozen in the memory,
of sleeping on your hand.
Our glasses on the night stand.
A hush in the night.
a hush on the crash.
Don't you know,
the archer will not always hit his mark?
Poisoned tongues and burning lungs.
The bite was worse than the bark.
Three suns rise over my heart.
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Justin North Louisville, Kentucky
Justin North began writing and recording in the Midwest around 1996.
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