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ExPlayV1
02:14
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oh
seen from above
the earth is a snow zone
frozen with love
under the crust
near the equator
misty spumes flick out like the tongues of dogs
as you get closer
as your chute opens
as you are rushing in
an ice floe spins
splayed like the tines on a worn picnic fork
your legs in the wind
your skin feels the icy bite of the freezing wind
that's not to circumscribe
your face is so clear
your face is so grave
you remind me of me
when i went that way
but more is just not possible to say
and in a roundabout way it may be just as well
misty palls
misty squalls and swells
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G.i.t.m.
04:07
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how can i live so well?
i find i cannot tell
how can i feel so free?
i know it should not be
how can i rise so high?
i know i did not try
how can i fly so true?
it is not what we do
give in to me and you will find
give in a little and it'll change your mind
how can i grow so strong?
i know it won't be long
give in to me and you will find
give in a little and it'll change your mind
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3. |
MyTank
03:28
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nothing in heaven on earth or in hell
can stop my tank
i've got the engineers to thank
nothing in heaven on earth or in hell
can fill my tank
i'm powered by a higher fire
i'm all washed up in a fountain of you
and you're all wet in a fountain too
a fountain blue
we're powered by a higher fire
man is pig
man is crass
man is dragonfly on blade of grass at edge of bog
in fog
man is dog
get your ass back in the car
cuz you know what you are
and you like what you are
and i love what you are
you're powered by a higher fire
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S.o.y.L.
04:34
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story of your life
it's all true
each day you begin again
all new
there's a house on the hill but
nobody's home
i saw a teenager taking out the garbage once
another time a truck was parked out
on the lawn
most of the time the binds are drawn
story of your life
it's all true
each day you begin again
all new
i hope the wolf isn't at your throat
i hope a rising tide lifts your goat
parallel roads will never meet
put your baby in the driver's seat
no need to fear
it's only us
put your faith in the universe
nature provideth and taketh away
hard to believe but easy to say
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Jack B Donovan Brooklyn, New York
Former member of Goddess, Field Guide and Leghole. Author of the novels Comet of Occitania and A Zolpidem Shaman.
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