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A New Albion
03:53
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It was enough time for each of us to move on
It was enough time for each of us to quit
It was a dark night, under our new albion
Neither of us knows just what we did
It was a fast friend, intimate potential
It was a dry wind, blowing on the breeze
Settle the score now, come back in the morning afternoon
Don't wait for me
It was a cold day, drunk anticipation
It was a bright light, hotter than the sun
And the explosion, levels out the dog day afternoon
On to the next one
It was revival, all along the western shore
It was contagion, ideology
Settle the score now, democracy has turned the other way
To give her worship
It's so simple, right back where you started
It's so easy, call it abc
In the back room, the devils of industry have gathered
To set the scene
When I wake up, tear myself asunder
When I give up, my conformity
On a dark night, under our new albion
Neither of us knows just what it means
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2. |
Faraday Lane
03:45
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When you wake up from that nightmare
Watch your life in disbelief
It's nothing that you can relate to
Just an object on the screen
Get out of bed to scratch the surface
Into the endless depths of being
Significant but for a purpose
Wasted wounds to dig in me
In the valley of abandon
In the tenement obscene
Carve the wood with your initials
As if in proof you have conceived
This love so dearly split asunder
This chemical imbalance beam
Fever pitch against the surface
My skin is breaking over me
You might move to Kansas city
Or you might take your love far east
But no one there presumed to know now
How to escape the air you breathe
So now I move in dialectic
I'm up and down in equal heat
The snow is falling over Brighton
My love is waiting home for me
It's a delicate equation
This highs and lows that rise and fall
Watching the waves against the shoreline
Writing myself against the wall
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3. |
Y2K and the Apocalypse
06:00
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When I was a younger child
I didn't know the world was gonna roll me
I kicked and screamed but underneath
There was my fledgling instinct to conformity
I didn't know the pain I caused
Would dig into my blood become a part of me
A shadow stretched upon the wall
A hand upon my face when I am dreaming
If not for the thought of you
When i was an angel suspended o'er the supermarket scene
I had my fill of revelation, basking in the illusion of plenty
When I was a speck of dust, I couldn't know the universe was empty
There was nothing here before but darkness and a tin can on a string
Can you tell me where it hurts now
Mirror center stage
Can you tell me what's worse now
To leave or remain
It's your decision, so just be brave
When I was an astronaut
I didn't know the world would look so small
I charted and graphed my course
But couldn't plan for cabin pressure loss
I didn't know the map I made
Would be my last resort when we went down
A light to shine like we're newly born
Hope still springs eternal this time round
If not for the thought of you
When I was a silhouette
I didn't know just how to hold on
I tried and tried to reach for you
But you slipped through my instinct to move on
When I was an aeroplane
I didn't know a home to call my own
When I was a radio
I didn't know these songs might hide their hope
If not for the thought of you
Can you tell me where it hurts now
Mirror center stage
Can you tell me what's worse now
To leave or remain
It's your decision, you just have to be brave
When I was a younger child
I didn't know the world was gonna roll me
I kicked and screamed but underneath
There was my fledgling instinct to conformity
I didn't know the pain I caused
Would dig into my blood become a part of me
A shadow stretched upon the wall
A hand upon my face when I am dreaming
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You tell me to fuck right off
You tell me that it's all lost
You tell me that nothing happens
For a reason
I tell you to just calm down
I tell you I'm coming down
I tell you love
Never was so simple
This night I dream for two
This night it's far too soon
This night is flying down the highway
We made a mess again
We make believe like we're still friends
We made a mountain we can't climb
Would we give up all we've known
Would we give up, and live below
Would we give up, the ghost for good now
This day there's only one
This day it comes undone
This day is drowning in the deep end
You say that there's no hope
You say that I'm the ghost
And you say that dying is all I'm good for
I say a stitch in time
I say that I and I
I say that nothing
Is all that matters
Carry, carry in away
I'm buried, in a shallow grave
This twilight burns and burns
This twilight never learns
This twilight love calls you
By your name
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5. |
Ezra Pound
05:33
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On the tyrant's metal altar
Burning down
We’re regressive in illusion
As the masses gather round
Their indiscretion
Someone must be moving
In the ancient's we'll discover
We are lonely
Bodies pile to the ceiling
And my language, obfuscation
See it clearly
These words don't know what I'm meaning
I guess I'm just a bird inside a cage
A yellow fragment fading into gray
I guess I'm just an object for your hate
The bloody ribbons that violent ache
In the tempest, killing heaven
We will find
Something much more cruel than boredom
The divisions of our time
Arbitration
Will desecrate our union
I'm remorseless
I am ugly
Just like you
A [REDACTED] for conforming
On the basis of a lie
Sycophants
And philistines assume
Apotheosis
The sublime
A wasted world
That is ripe to break the mirror
Can you tell me
Who am I?
My disbelief
There's no god to find redemption
I and I
Faded frame
The holy word
Starving for oblivion
As this melancholy life
Leaves me empty
There's nothing you can take now
I guess I'm just a fever dream awake
No grace to speak of
I guess I'm just an object for your hate
So come here closer
Why don't you memorise my face
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So long now the new year is returning
All the broken pieces I have found
Sunset on the rose hill in my memory
Fly down the interstate
I guess this means that you've made your decision
Right or wrong well there's no way to know
Fly by night the endless entertainment
The highway’s jester
Oh Carolina
A widow dreams when I am up awake
Sleepless in the city of your memory
I dissipate
Alabaster morning never lonely
The latest trends
Your fashion sense obscene
You call me from the prison you've created
You're still expecting
Champagne kisses in your lover's basement
An angel in your stomach flies away
It takes with it all that's left of my memory
You're not to blame
The mistletoe is still left out from Christmas
The wine is old but I guess it will do
Meet me in the station at the metro
Just like you used to
Oh Carolina
A unborn child dreams while I'm awake
Far away where no one else can hear us
We fall to grace
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7. |
I Believe In You, Pt. 2
02:39
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I'm so stupid all the time
Still learning how to let go
Believe in me
Hold belief
Breathe
Would never ask the question
Still learning how to let go
Let me be brief
In Osaka where the pink sky smells like candy
In the hesitating afternoon
No matter what they say
I believe in you
I'm sedated past my prime
Still burning out the window
And lost all faith
The flicker of the candle
Burn it clean
Still learning how to let go
And breathe in me
In London where the winter snow this year comes early
In the effervescent morning dew
No matter what they say
I believe in you
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Sarah are you looking through the glass can you see my face
It's hard living when yr in a cage
The shadows on the wall break out and run away
If they finally taste freedom, I pray, I might do the same
Sarah would you hide me
In your basement where we got high
If you got the money
I still got my old supply
The lights here are so glaring
And it sends me out of my mind
Pass around the sedatives
In that sweet by and by
Sarah I must tell you everyday since I been gone
The world is getting smaller
Don't know how I'll go on
A bird inside a cage
Or a drunkard splayed on the lawn
There's nobody here as soft as you at the break of dawn
Would you find me
Would you lose your faith
I won't deny
That my instincts say run away
But I guess you knew that
Sarah when I left
It wasn't leaving you
They will read all of my letters
But never glimpse the truth
Remember Colorado
Remember when we both broke through
I wish I could go back to the simpler times that we both knew
Sarah I'm too thin now and this body don't look like me
I wish that we were stoned in vapid crowd, that fools believe (lapidary rites of spring)
But we pass around the bottle like a whisper of a fallen age
Smoking up the bible, retribution is all I taste
If it were possible if I could see it through
I would kill or I would die
Just to finally see you
Sarah I've been praying every night
Ain't that a laugh
I'm just making pacal's wager
I guess there ain't no shame in that
I'm just looking to get silly
You always were my better half
I'm tedious and vile but you always said I ain't that bad
Sarah if I don't see you
Don't worry, you're still in my dreams
We're drunk and high and naked
Flying up on the trapeze
We land in the revival where everyone's in disbelief
But I'm too focused on your beauty to give them any part of me
Sarah don't you wonder at all that we could have been
I've given up my future my life was just a whim
But if I had you with me then the future wouldn't be so grim
So climb down from your mountain
Listen to my dying hymn
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High up on the mountain
Way down to the sea
I take up the question
I still don't believe
The far away distance
That needle so clean
It fills me with sunshine
Night envelops me
Way down in the valley
High up in the clouds
I give up my memory
Like I don't know how
The closeness of conscience
That hate turns to grief
Feel the heat rising inward
Over me
High up in the attic
Laid out in the dirt
I wake up oblivion
Let her get to work
That rearranged cycle
That repetitive gleam
It leaves me with longing
To bring you back to me
Hanging from the poplar
Buried out at sea
My love never wanders
She's always with me
That dear precious angel
That miracle scene
That plays back unconscious
Each night when I sleep
High up on the mountain
Way down to the sea
Praying to a god who
I'll never believe
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10. |
Lilac Wine (Burns Night)
06:10
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Passing out with Iris
The marina's burning bright
Drunk on indiscretion
Carve the word into our thighs
Waking up illusion
But she’dd rather stay at home
There ain't a world outside her window
This life is all she knows
It's a mirror that we pass around
That nobody can see
I'm fixated on failure
All my life I have been grieving
Hemingway, and Sylvia, and David Foster too
So when I'm circling the drain
I will only think of you
Virgil in the floodplain
Is moving me to tears
It's the tremble in his hand
And wisdom beyond his years
Guide me won't you captain
Where nobody will go
If I see a face familiar
I might offer up my hope
In the heat of the night
In a moment we fall to pieces
Pass the lilac wine
Like a dream in a desert oasis
Talking with narcissus
But I don't think he can hear
Maybe it's his beauty or the wax
Stuffed in his ear
Siren song
Apocalypse
Still playing wait and see
In the ballroom you are waiting
In the masquerade of peace
Spin the wheel of fortune
As the fractal burns away
I'm delirious with waiting
I'm the folded figure eight
Maybe it's the heat or the blood that runs my veins
But when I open up the wound
I don't think you can relate
Helen staring down upon
The army on the plain
She knows that nothing's simple
In love or war or fate
When we run away together
It's obsequious and quaint
That we almost can't believe
How little misfortune remains
Watching from the window
As the colt revolver clicks
And the night watchmen
Is woken up
He just can't resist
Feeble in temptation
Noble in my gloom
It's a long road I've been walking dead
That leads me back to you
In the heat of the night
In a moment we fall to pieces
Pass the lilac wine
Like a dream in a desert oasis
Tangled up with Deliah in the darkness of her room
It's a blur just how I got here
It's a vision lacking proof
Strychnine revelation that is putting me to sleep
When I pray for my body
Feel my soul rise out of me
Entry wound in analog
Makes Caesar second guess
The price you pay for friendship
How ambition precedes death
Lately I've been feeling helpless
Like a painting on the wall
But it's too abstract to make out
It's my crimson carnival
Dante in the back room
Has nothing but sympathy
For the fate of any traveller
Who has fallen in belief
Babylon has risen
From its resting place in hell
But when I'm starved for attention
There's no way to tell
It's a blue jay that we pass around
In this abandoned night
The world is only getting older
The marina's burning bright
In the heat of the night
In a moment we fall to pieces
Pass the lilac wine
Like a dream in a desert oasis
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D.M. Rice England, UK
Founder of Holy Island Records, a DIY label based in the UK––inspired by the beauty of its namesake.
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