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entomological index
03:05
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Small civilization sees prosperity
Clever design sees all sides of every rock and tree
Woodear tabletops and and acorn drinking cups
Mothsilk throws on tiny beds so climb on up
Glitter eyes and gossamer wings
Seeing beauty in every detail, each tiny thing
Sprouting up joy
Tiny bodies kept warm by the sun
Cool morning air dissipates when daylight comes
Tunnel mud and rotting log to make your home
Tissue-paper wings held close under stone
Glitter eyes and gossamer wings
Seeing beauty in every detail, each tiny thing
Sprouting up joy
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The world looks strange
And twisted around
And backwards
The clouds glow orange
From sunlight
At their edge
Bounding off the cedars in the valley and the fen
Another set of arms to hold you
Would be nice right now
But my form is limited
Pinned right to the ground
An endless sea of trees
For daybreak to breach
And call to
An eerie song
From bugling elk
Rides the breeze
The hills they sigh, finally finding peace
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rolling moor
01:51
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Curling gradient pattern
To confuse the eyes
And placate the mind
Great green empty
The curve of the land
Endless waving striation
A line of trees
A hazy recollection
Of a badger in her in her den
Curled up with a bundle of her children
Making idle conversation
With the lover I have made up in my mind
Asking if she sees it
The brightness when you read between the lines
Great green rolling moor
Stays unadorned
By mankind’s need to take up space
In only the material way
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details
02:35
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Fluttering by, on wings woven from satin
Riding on the wind
The bells will bring the children in
Another day at the edge of the world
The sun’s so bright
But dark clouds above do swirl
Life’s a blur
You can’t wait around for closure
You slow down when your sight fails
You just look a little closer, for the good stuff’s in the details
It's in the details
Little dots of light sparkle in the grasses
The moon she sits above
the stars her huddled masses
transfixed by the fire our hands upon the carpet
Good will’s all we can spare
But still we make the most of it
Life’s a blur
You can’t wait around for closure
You slow down when your sight fails
You just look a little closer, for the good stuff’s in the details
It's in the details
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high up in the hills
04:09
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high up in the hills
On this autumn day
Nothin in my way
Between myself and the sky
High up in the hills
Never have I
Seen a place so clear and bright
And near in my mind
Golden waves of wind
To carry me on
A bluebird’s sweet song
Takes flight upon the breeze
Gentle are her words
So honest and kind
I wonder if I
Feel the same she feels for me
And high up in the hills I’m runnin’ free
And high up in the hills my love will be
Clear do run the streams
I crossed as a child
Where the valley grows wild
And I kneel at her word
Clear and pure of heart
Regardless of sin
I just fall back in
To pining for that girl
A love so strong and sweet
It just can’t be real
But it’s just how I feel
And my love I most proclaim
Raging like a river
I fall to my knees
And beg of her please
To say she feels the same
High up in the hills
where I shall stay
And high up in the hills
She calls my name
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cold water
04:06
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White waters stretches out before you
Cold and dark beneath the rolling waves
The river winds through valleys out to the sea
The suburbs spread from ocean to the city
And you feel alone
They said there’s kids your age here but where have they all gone
And you wanna leave
So the cold water takes you where you wanna be
Tall green cedars stretch above to the sky
Golden clouds of pollen floating by
Your body floats on puddles made of sweet dew
You’ve forgotten the icy sea below you
You’re finally alone
And it frees instead of stifles like back home
And now you can see
After all these years you found where you wanted to be
White water rages fast beside you
Waving kindly as it rushes by
The river winds past you and out to the sea
As you watch flames consume the suburbs and the cities
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I would like to be
Your brother in arms
I would do anything
to keep you safe from harm
The hounds they bay
On the path ahead
Where we could go on home
We head to the pasture instead
Sitting on the roots
Of the towering poplar trees
The blue light of the stars
Filter onto us through the leaves
Above the cattle’s backs
The moon it rises and flies
A fox retreats back over his tracks
A chorus of crickets sings their lullabies
And though our fathers would never approve
I’d give anything
To run away with you
But for now, while we
Are young and still have time
I’ll do with you these things
And stay here by your side
And when the sky
Skews over the orchard
I’ll give to you my best goodbye
So again you might hold me in your arms
And though our fathers would never approve
I’d give anything
To run away with you
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8. |
shadow's lullaby
02:38
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