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Velvet Beach
02:38
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Velvet hands,
they wash away this sand.
Never far gone,
tomorrow will be another storm.
Drive out East
and meet you, lay bags across your feet.
Push the boat into the sea,
I'll meet you in the deep.
We'll take our things and leave.
Beach's distance great,
but we won't have to wait.
Tomorrow's never late.
Velvet hands,
tomorrow will be another storm.
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Infrastructure
03:45
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Infrastructure
Crystal lights you haven't,
taken time to pull apart
The pieces of your whole
and all that was right from the start.
Planted safe inside your old apartment,
cunning like the infrastructure
you used to cultivate
the weaponry to pull me in.
While you're taking over
the whole time
hard to seal what once was open
and take it all in stride.
Though the inhibitions
of your universe
you might survive the inquisition
but I'll take apart your heart.
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Pace yourself, you're overwhelming
the bits and pieces have no ending.
Falling over infinite
circles round your heart.
You are not, your best foot forward
dirt and grime all on your skin.
someone else, something more
seeping from within.
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Keep your reservations to yourself,
it'll be easier
to deal with
once you're gone
You've forsaken everything
that you've been handed
you've learned to fend
for yourself.
Firmly underneath
the covers of your bed
you lay your heart against my ear
and rest your palms upon my head.
Jaded by tiny tragedies,
but i can see right into you
Those hands in pockets
plain-clothed soldier
and you won't fall behind.
city blocks and you're all talk
sullen soiled strolls on sidewalks
with dirty hands
and lips that say it all.
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Gopala Govinda Rama
05:58
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Gopala Govinda Rama
Madana Mohana
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Rockport
04:41
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All she could feel was dust, centuries old.
All that she could smell was well worn brass.
Surrounded by memories that weren't her own,
she was dizzied by the fates now etched into stone.
As her eyes adjusted to the blackness, she could see.
Shapes and sounds, through leaps and bounds
of ancient deities.
Weary eyed wanderer, ever on guard.
A boat lays empty, and I'm a poor excuse for a bard.
But nothing comes close to the words you don't say.
I speak the language, and we're well on our way.
Shouting into the night, you won't hear me scream.
I'm too far away, and this is only a dream.
Half-mast full-blast, every minute's at stake,
but I'm fighting demons.
Mortal wounds I'm ready to make.
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Tattletale
05:13
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I will follow you anywhere.
I will follow you anywhere.
Take my hand won't you.
Take my hand won't you.
Oh you can be my guide yeah.
Oh, you can be my guide.
I'll follow you anywhere.
I'll follow you anywhere.
Tell me your stories
inside of your cave.
We'll lay here forever,
who needs it anymore.
I'll show you what I'm like,
you'll give me time to fight.
I'll follow you anywhere.
I'll follow you anywhere.
I'll go fetch us some water,
And you can find the stream.
All we need is this fire,
all we need is this wood.
I'll wish upon a star oh a star.
I'll wish upon a star
while you tell me stories in your cave.
Read to me won't you.
Read to me won't you.
I can see the white in your eyes,
I can see the white.
I'll follow you anywhere,
in this cave for eternity we'll stay
And we'll write the books that others read
inside their libraries.
Let me keep you warm at night.
Let me keep you warm at night.
I don't know how we got here.
But we'll stay a while.
I'll follow you anywhere, oh
I'll follow you anywhere.
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Rebecca Ramirez Austin, Texas
The sadness of loss is learned through the beauty of attachment.
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