1. |
Eastern Wind
02:12
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The tide came in.
She cried, "tame it!"
No one saved each other.
Without someone
to pass the time,
I passed the crime
for doing nothing.
In tinseltown,
we all fall down.
I get my crown,
but no one is watching.
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2. |
Ti Bourask
00:16
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3. |
Oh Snow!
01:53
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Oh Love!
Don't you run away?
Oh Love!
Won't you show me the way?
Oh Love!
Let me run away.
In a book, I learned
On the page, I turned
On a stone, it said
That our love was dead
Funny as I am
As defenseless as a lamb
Sunny as none
Oh Goddamn!
Oh Love!
Don't you run away!
Oh Love!
Let me runaway!
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4. |
souffle-mort
01:13
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Je suis le vent, ou bien, je fus le vent.
Maintenant, je suis des cendres d’une licorne.
Je vous propose des jolies funérailles.
Et ce sacré silence est l’ennui du monde.
La promesse de la purification de nos quotidiennes
S’est tournée vers le regard de Lot.
7 milliard sculptures de sel,
Mais je suis le poivre.
Poireauterons-nous à l’infini en attendant les pêcheurs
Qui nous sauvent de la pollution de leur bateau ivre?
Non. Oui. Je vis dans l’espace entre un non et un oui.
La bourrasque me fait flotter
Le long d’une tourbière couvert des feuilles jaunes.
Je suis comme un papillon qui s’émiette.
Je retourne au vent.
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6. |
String Quartet #3
01:44
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7. |
Dits of Lark
02:45
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8. |
Ablution #1
01:37
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9. |
Ablution #2
01:53
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Mô latèt
Mô lafigur
Mô zòrèy
Mô kou
Mô né
Mô zyé
Mô laboush
Mô lalanng
Mô den
Mo enba dolo
Mo senti dolo rent dan mô poumoun-yé
Mo senti dolo rent dan mô lèstoma
Mo senti dolo rent dan mô pyé-yé
Lavalas pous mò endéyòr mô-chin kòr!
Fenm-yé rash mò mé dolo ve manjé mò.
Nouzòt bwa pli dolo jamin dan nô lavi-yé
Mo kolær mé mo pa kapab kité
M'a dòrmi pou bon
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10. |
Ablution #3
02:52
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11. |
{aside}
00:21
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12. |
Trampled Flowers
03:45
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13. |
Look-alikes
02:15
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14. |
Dinosaur in Church II
03:15
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So much fun signalling signals that only exist when there's no traffic!
I'm the Jaywalker, out of step with the Car.
Christ cleans feet, wins an award.
Others clean cars and get no tips.
Jack shit is what the innocent one gets
When they show interest in something
Not in step with their class.
I got no class cuz I dropped out.
A drifter, you might think,
But I'm a sifter, pure concentrate:
The most concentrated mother-fucker you'll ever meet.
Explanations are a waste of time.
Theory's chill.
A drunken lover is the height of something ethereal.
I wish there was a word for "ethereal"
That was more rooted or rustic or thick.
"Ethereal" sounds like sparklers
Or yellow flameshots from a fairy's wings
Or the upper range of a flute.
Don't talk to me.
Shake my hand like you mean it
Or squeeze my arm
Or buy me a drink.
Let's get on with it.
Don't sell me your aesthetic,
Just bring on the zen, Goddammit.
What is this? monty python?
Just live in a circle for each moment with me
As we catsup on us.
Too much Traffic.
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16. |
Knelling in Small Hours
01:47
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Eyelashes! Baltimore, Maryland
Baltimore songstress Eyelashes! cut her teeth performing as Baggypantsrich in the 2010s under the microgenre of glam folk: sad melodies, a backbeat, and glam rock attitude. After a move to NOLA, she took on the name Eyelashes! Initially an experimental venture, glam found its way back in the mix after relocating to LA. Now back in Charm City, she continues to craft her unique brand of DIY rock. ... more
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