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Send me your marrow
There will be certain bloodshed
And I'll feed the hungry
With all that's inside me
I don't speak in assertion
Sweet cherub
you'll need me
To teach you some real truths
Of having
no Only
On and on and on...
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2. |
Promised Land
04:41
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Warm light floods in and we don't care at all,
It was quiet, it was bright
And that was enough
Warm sounds on the record player
Crackle just like so, like so
And we don't care at all, we've got no place to go
Head on your stomach
Heart in your hand
The glow surrounds us
Take us to the promised land
We'll smile in the grass
We'll swim in the lake
And we'll smile even underwater with our hands held
I wanna to hold you like this always
And speak of moons above
And wander into forever
And dream about our love
I wanna to drift up to the river
And take off all your clothes
I'm gonna hold you to the light now baby
And see how your body glows
It glows, it glows
Head on your stomach
Heart in your hand
The glow surrounds us
Take us to the promised land
We'll smile in the grass
We'll swim in the lake
And we'll smile even underwater with our hands held
With our hands held
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Wholesome
06:40
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You can use my body and have my mind
But I can't lend them at the same time
Without the mercy of your open eyes
I can lend my body but not my mind
Without the de-wisdom'd grin
I've been known to act real wholesome...
I'm no more dark than you
I'm just trying to sing towards tune
Unsure whether to call this dissonance...
Without the de-wisdom'd grin
I've been known to act real wholesome...
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4. |
Around Again
04:24
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You send me around again
You turn me over
send me around again
You turn me over
send me around again
can I have you when this world is over
Complacent crutch,
I'll brace my mind for such
can I have you when this world is over
Give me in halos
until my kittens become window'd
Boiled they'll start scratching towards the sun
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5. |
It is Love
06:53
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Moon-faced mountain
Pretty girl
Tiny echoes
Children in the distance
Bless this darkness
Footsteps, precise
How far can one human go?
Russell street
Your holy hair-
You look real nice in this light.
White room filled with rosaries
Infinite talk of the spirits and their B's
If I die
When I die
I want to live
Near this ocean
If I die
I mean when I die
I want to see you the moment before
I close my eyes
In a dream you came to me
Told me to feel you in these mountains
In the woods
In the air
In the light of the new house
In the garden
In the open flame
In the drawings that mean nothing-
It is love
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6. |
Grown
05:42
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I have grown right up
Swollen, no energy
Something sighs relief
I'm still a child
Because you put it on
When my mind was gone
I miss your swollen tongue
I need your heavy talk
'Cause I'm so busy, I'm so busy,
Thinking about kissing you and I want to do
That without entertaining another thought *
Sitting in the old house
Waking up the neighbours
Somewhere near their shouting
I watched you from the inside
From the inside
From the inside
From the inside
'Cause I'm so busy, I'm so busy,
Thinking about kissing you and I want to do
That without entertaining another thought *
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7. |
Between Fires
04:41
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When the house started burning
I turned and saw it
It was warm
With a campfire burden at my back
A campfire burden at my back
My words are not my own
When the struggle to sing
My words are not my own
When the struggle is to sing
I don't know you
I don't know a thing
I don't know you
Visitor, I am lending
With love, a quiet journey
With love, a quiet journey
With camp fire burning at my back
I'm not scared
I'm safe from harm
I'm not scared
I'm safe from harm
I'm not scared
I'm safe from harm
And sing this
In love
In love, in love
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8. |
Dream Doe
04:29
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Candied ghost of grandma in my closet
Filled her with treasures, I tend to them seasonally
Lock of pocket'd hair, satin
Train-cased pictures, photos of her youth
When i sleep in this room i dream doe
I'm asleep in this room i dream doe
Doe, doe...
Open rain, body of bay
Dog wagging at the wall
And ghost of grandma becomes her
Heavy heart and all
A week of long looming, I can't escape my own head
Filled me reborn I'm sent from the dead
Feeling high in spirit, never alone
The lightning of angels, you came to show
When I sleep in this room I dream doe
Im asleep in this room, I dream doe
Doe, doe, doe...
Won't eat my food in this room
Floating on eggshells
Escaping the doom
Speak to my heart
Speaking you my cross
Speaking to my angels
Speaking to my loss
Moon, moon, the moon and you
Its the moon, moon, the moon and you
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loom Toronto, Ontario
"Brooke occupies a haunted netherworld of equal amounts light and dark. Creating in long stretches of 'nature aloneness',
her live performances are rare and intentional since 2009.
Epyllion is slow and ragged. It’s sad like the best Julie Doiron records, it shivers like the best Microphones records, and it’s easily the best thing to grace the review shelf this year."
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