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Homeward Demon
05:25
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Like a homeward demon binding corpses to an elevator
Like an unloved alien with nothing else to live for
Like a blooming spider dances out of her conservatory
Like a lowbrow cartoon that was banned in several countries
Like a long lost sparkledog with passion in her colors blinding
Like an ashened classroom derelict and all consuming
Like a prideful sparrow spears his song to all the village workers
Like a frightened animal with nowhere else to hide
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Hey, I started a forest fire today
All of Maine to Nova Scotia is in flame
Hey, I breathed my life into this place
You can see it from a thousand miles away
Red, like the blood I shed, come dance within the embers of my soul
I made this special one for you
Tarantulas all glisten in the twilight of the coming night so cold
I made this special one for you
Hey, will you be meeting me today?
I’m lonely and I really hate to wait
Hey, I just don’t know how long my head will stay,
The forest is still fine, burning away
Please, don’t leave me hanging here, I don’t know what I’d do if I wasn’t touched
I’m sat here patiently for you
The stars in my head, they scream with light and energy so cold
I’m sat here patiently for you
Hey, where will I be when all this ends?
The stars are dangerously close again
Hey, is my destiny to grow up here alone?
The air has grown too hot to feel my face
I thought the flame would die before the darkness fell upon me and the world
But I still feel so cold
I thought I’d have a chance to take control, to change my impact on the world
But I still feel so cold
But I still feel so cold
But I still feel so cold
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Moshi Moshi
01:29
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Sense
06:28
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Cold Water
09:32
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The freshness of the air feels foriegn to my aching heart
The sunlight burns the layers I’ve built up within this paper cup
Damn straight, I haven’t earned that much. There’s nothing I can take
Police are roving in my veins, a venom coursing, yearning hatred
It’s second nature now to think myself a traitor
To myself, to all I’ve ever burdened with my rotting visage
I can’t breathe, the weight of all I’ve disappointed crushes me
If I were happy it would feel as if I couldn’t trust me
Don’t care. You could be smiling if you wanted to
You could be driving, could be flying if you wanted to
You hear that noise? You hear that screaming? That’s your voice
Trapped inside, you could take it out to cry if you wanted to
Why fight? I’d like to think I’m on my side
But nothing that I’ve thought today has let me think I’m right
You hear that sound? Or is your coursing blood too loud?
Will your better sense come out or will you be alone tonight
Don’t microwave your milk too long, it browns and bubbles over
Don’t let anyone see into you, don’t let them see your need
I burned a forest down for this, I must have something to show for it
But alas, the stars don’t feel like smiling upon me
It’s second nature now to think myself a traitor
To myself, to all I’ve ever burdened with my rotting visage
I can’t breathe, the weight of all I’ve disappointed crushes me
If I were happy it would feel as if I couldn’t trust me
Don’t care. You could be smiling if you wanted to
You could be driving, could be flying if you wanted to
You hear that noise? You hear that screaming? That’s your voice
Trapped inside, you could take it out to cry if you wanted to
Why fight? I’d like to think I’m on my side
But nothing that I’ve thought today has let me think I’m right
You hear that sound? Or is your coursing blood too loud?
Will your better sense come out or will you stay alone tonight
There’s a pin-light shining out in the mountains
Can’t you see?
It flutters in and out of vision
In a hue I can’t quite place
There’s a humming in the air here
Listen close
It’s like a warmth spreading through me
Through the canyons of my mind
The flowers seem so vivid way out there
Beyond regret
I see a gradient from greyscale
Leading into rainbow’s end
The land of milk and honey is in reach
It seems so close
I only need to touch the grass
And I’ll be one of them
Oh God I swear, don’t fail me now
The light is here
I can’t forget what it feels like
Just to act as I belong
Goddamnit I can’t take this anymore
I’m stepping out
I only hope that the sunlight hasn’t
left while I was gone
Oh God I swear, don’t let me down
You’re all I have
I can’t forget what it feels like
To be loved and taken in
I used to love the scent of rainfall in the dawn
The touch of sun
I only hope there’s something left here
Something left for me to hold
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Failing
10:36
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The Stars in my Head
08:48
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I took the evening train back into town
I sat in the rearmost seat
I hid within my wings
And softly cried to no one else but me
I left a trail of feathers,
to my corpse they lead
I hope that no one else can see
I hope that no one else can see
I won’t lick my wounds in public
Might as well leave them all open
God knows I’ve learned to stuff it
Just like I have always been
But this is different, something
Hurts me so much more
I have to think, I have to ponder
What I’m doing all this for
Maybe I’m just not ready, the stars in my head won’t go where I think I should be able to
Maybe I should be honest, there’s a part of me that I might never be free of
Maybe I’m just not ready, the stars in my head won’t go where I think I should be able to
Maybe I should be honest, there’s a place for me, there’s a place for me
The landscape gallavants in darkness
Silver moonlight on the trees
My eyes glide off
The blurry outlines easily
I want to sing
Alas it seems my voice has left the ring
There’s something broken deep inside me
My responsibility
I wish that I could spread my wings
And fly until the morning
I wish that I could taste the air
And behold all before me
Perhaps I’d fly so high
That I would find it hard to breathe
The choice to fall from heaven
Has been stolen away from me
Maybe I’m just not ready, the stars in my head won’t go where I think I should be able to
Maybe I should be honest, there’s a part of me that I might never be free of
Maybe I’m just not ready, the stars in my head won’t go where I think I should be able to
Maybe I should be honest, there’s a place for me, there’s a place for me
Now the homeward demon’s bound the last soul to the elevator
The unloved alien has found someone to live for
Our blooming spider spun a home for all her family
And this lowbrow cartoon gained an audience of millions
Now the long lost sparkledog has found an artist’s hand to make her
The ashened classroom’s overgrown with gleeful flowers
Now the prideful sparrow only needs his own visage to sing to
And the frightened animal has found somewhere to hide
Maybe I’m just not ready, the stars in my head won’t go where I think I should be able to
Maybe I should be honest, there’s a part of me that I might never be free of
Maybe I’m just not ready, the stars in my head won’t go where I think I should be able to
Maybe I should be honest, there’s a place for me, there’s a place for me
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9. |
A Quieter Shade of Pink
05:28
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Patricia Taxxon Santa Cruz, California
Hi, I'm Patricia Taxxon. I make music for different moods. All of my (non-contract) tunes are free to use for any of your projects, commercial or otherwise, with credit.
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