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Let's go outside, my dear
in the murderous night
Let's go out walking
War is on
And all out friends are dying
War is on
Into the night
of our captors
to seek what war
is after
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Who is the world
who is the world
who is the world
who is the world
Well I put this day together
out of fear and in blue weather
kept me from feeling clever
I cannot put these things together
so who's the world
Well I am not this full moon
and I am not this fog
I am not walking with the wife
she won't be running with the dogs
She's not the world
So come a danger dancing sweetly
come a lustful light to spin me
come a siren burstes in me
bright and beautiful and bending
echos of the world
And what good these myriad mythologies
what good these magics not to be released
what good unknowable divinity
if it's not the world
A song is not the song of the world
and shadow's not the sight of the world
A song is not the song of the world
and shadow's not the sight of the world
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And I cannot
befriend you true
in searching for
my light in you
In seeking out it's
sinless reflections, oh no
And I will not be an idle hand
I will not be an idle hand
friend, I will be your idle hand no more
Love, I cannot be
your lover true
in searching for
my love in you
in seeking it's
sinless protection, oh no
And I will not be a hungry ghost
I will not be a hungry ghost
and good friend, your hunger, i will not host, oh no
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There is no sweetness to send
there is no trusting friend
to fail
there is no way to refend what we do
to ourselves
me and you
Don't it get difficult
There is a sea collapsed
it's splitters surround
there is a worn trap of time and aren't we wrestless
there is the weather inside us in motion lightening
over air over she
don't it get dark outside
You better hold me
you better hold me only
better hold me
but there's no way of knowing
there's no way to tell
and aren't we deep and dangerous wells
There is no true work to be done
there is no sure and simple fun
that we don't pay
we have not been given here and we cannot earn
we were not taught
one thing that we could learn
Outsounding bells are loud for the sake of something's ring
out gathering and grabbing for the sake of giving things
and we could have taken any of these roads
but who knows
'bout this one we chose?
And who knows, friend, how far it goes?
And you better hold me closely
better know me truly
How this could pass right through me and back into that bleed
we better know just what we need
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Evidence (A Mask of Horizon, Distortion of Form) |
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No one sentenced us
and we kept on
Unpoliced
we drew uncertain breath
the lost piled high unchecked
and the wreckage accumulated as evidence
as jury's gathered anxious
no one jailed us
half hazard hearts took no sure stance
and unseen blood made no sudden movements
Our hands guided them selves.
and no voice was raised
and no song was sung
and no voice was raised
and no song was sung
no voice was raised
no song was sung
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You know, dear, that when I sing
it is your voice that I am hearing
it is your language
old and echoing
And you know, friend, that when I falter
freeze in the face of this we can't alter
it is all that I know to have changed in you
it makes me work harder
You know, love, that I hold you highest
though I stray and I strugle
and often deny it
it is your mercy beacon
of which I'm abiding
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I do not want to explain
and I'm not going to
I wanna get high on something
Go dancing with someone
turn our backs to the battle
I didn't see anything
nothing worth remembering
And I do not want to
to have no choices
In between me and any
any true rejoicing
I wanna forget this reckoning
proud and disbelieving
get the hell out of Denton
with the privilege of everything
alive truly in everyone
Live truly in everyone
live truely in everyone
live truly in everyone
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