1. |
I Come With Mud
04:51
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I come with mud
From yellow bogs
Pulling on calves
Oh, I come with love
East shores afar
Fumbling on par
The sound of long gone brains
To keep me awayke
I stepped off the shoe blade
To reach your wispy glade
The breath of earth calls to me
Whispers soothe tenderly
Touched with interest, I see
Nature's grace, bound to be
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2. |
All My Candles
02:49
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Why go through the drawers?
Things have mellowed out
Before
I spent my teens afool
Let my mother down
Few days
No school
Was there more I could have done?
Maybe left the race I’d won…
Did I miss the last train home?
Too late
To change
Or stay the same
Was there more I could have done?
Thirty days are still a month…
All my candles weigh as none
Too late
To change
Or stay the same
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3. |
Bethlehem
03:19
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I see myself
Beyond deadlands
Where trees of health
Void lines of age
No sullen air
No requiem
In Bethlehem
Eternal light
Of womanhood
Supernal might,
Draw me to good
A long way,
Far from the mayhem,
In Bethlehem
Through grief, I climb
The toll of time,
A solemn flight
Beacon of sight
My private love
My silent song
In Bethlehem
Created world
Inside one pearl
And every grace
All in one place
To trickle down
Dust on the low grounds
No flooded plains
No borough flames
For heaven’s perch
Or mankind’s scourge
In Bethlehem
My private love song
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4. |
Frost Bite
02:41
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What Kind of marvel could heal,
My hardly steering heels?
Here, no more crucifix or naves
But cypress are standing
Trapped in the claws of the bear
And I wonder,
Will all things be empty again?
All things empty again
Bare hands with my winter fears
Cold ‘til it burns
You’ll be blowing away the frost bites
When we’ll return
What Kind of marvel could heal,
My hardly steering heels?
Here, no more crucifix or naves
Cypress are standing
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5. |
Heavenly Flow
02:54
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Rain pours down
To drown
And wash my world
Anew,
Subdue,
All I thought I knew
Heavenly flow
Why, you don’t know
The earthly burn below?
Sweetest honey
Why, don’t you see
How much you mean to me?
You are my peace
The chill draws so near
And I fear
The time when trees
Shed dry leaves,
Old psalms and dreams
To own
My hooded eves
Alone
Put that voice at ease
Heavenly flow
Why, you don’t know
The earthly burn below?
Sweetest honey
Why, don’t you see
How much you mean to me?
You are my peace
Hold me close, don’t let me fade
Tell me truths the earth won’t trade
Do you feel you’re slipping too?
I’m lost in you
And I miss my home
Heavenly flow
Why, you don’t know
The earthly burn below
Sweetest honey
Why, don’t you see
How much you mean to me
You are my peace
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6. |
The Landkeeper
03:44
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Morning dew on cherry trees
Fruits that carry tears
The soul and heart retrieves
So many stories, many deeds
About the man who grafted breeds
Instead of sowing seeds
And he lives on, in the land’s memories
I found myself, at home away from home
This soil, both far and known
The Sun intones as life and death goes on
The ground I thread around
Strong arms nurtured heart and kin
Care in every seed
Taught them how to grow within
Gentle hands that shaped the earth
Alive and gave it worth
With love, a lasting birth
I Found myself, at home away from home
This soil, both far and known
The Sun intones as life and death goes on
The ground I thread around
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7. |
Purple Box
02:54
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No trouble anymore
And I float on the road
Mattress still on the porch
With your purple box, heart of stone
I’m still glad you were born
I remember it all
But in my weak chest’s a thorn
I’m a tired child, a cannonball
Steep turn, sharp right, night falls
Then I do need you
“Please be careful what you wish for”
Rings in my mind every time I go
When I’m back I could write
If I write, then I’ll sing
Songs where we both belong
Sketching block, of things unworn
You’re faithful like a dog
And I’m you’re sworn friend too
You also make some things easier
Like brand new shoes, September
Alone still no surprise
I do want you
I’ll sleep now and when I wake up again
We’ll find the names to call these things the same
No troubles anymore
And I float on the road
Your mattress still on the porch
You, with your purple box
And tell me how’s your heart of stone?
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8. |
Paul’s Theme
03:05
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Petit homme, mais que veux-tu?
Petit homme, que veux-tu?
Petit homme, que veux-tu?
Petit homme?
Petit homme, mais que veux-tu?
Petit homme, que veux-tu?
Petit homme, que veux-tu?
Petit homme?
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9. |
Girl (2025)
03:31
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Girl
In Love,
My heart may be
Laced
Girl,
My Bird,
Tell me stories ‘bout a better place to be
Let yourself free
J’ai cru t’entendre à plein d’endroits
Mais les paroles fuyaient mes pas
C’est le malheur ou bien la chance
Ça n’a plus d’importance
Je vais ici, je vais là-bas
Mais je ne l’ai pas encore trouvée
Cette liberté dont tu m’as tant,
Chanté ce jour-là
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10. |
Burrow
03:02
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Bellyful
She lies with roots before bed-
Timeless, entwined
Weightless in kind
Outside the womb renewed
Too soon
Old age and youth
Da Capo
In truth
So, from now on there’s
No joy, no grief
Pious like a thief
With one hand, you take and give
Mercy, you sorely will be missed
Down here
Low
Felt your spleen move in mine
In the landslide of your care
Birds of breath undermined
Blow away, it’s only fair
Choir winds climb above
Hosts of men that dwell on earth
Carving bedrock into the deep
That no music reach their sleep, so
No joy, no grief
Burrowed like a beast
With one hand, you tame and pierce
Mercy, you sorely will be missed
Down here
Low
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11. |
Unlike Anything
02:46
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Everything
Is pale and shining here
The sun's biting my forehead
Oh, water shines too
I fear
It could swallow me whole
The constant wind
Washes everything near
So, I forgot what they said
Reeds glistening with dew
So sleek
I feel far from the shoals
When my hand's gone, you'll be the same
You're unlike anything I know
You're still the one that can't be tamed
Never convinced you to follow
Sheltered so you can't hear the blame
Oh, tell me how far should I go
I Could be somebody else
And you'll meet me like a new day
You wished for, with all things new
Brighter, and the one
I would follow like the child I was before
I was before
Before I knew
When my hand's gone, you'll be the same
You're unlike anything I know
You're still the one that can't be tamed
Never convinced you to follow
Sheltered so you can't hear the blame
Oh, tell me how far should I go
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12. |
I Don’t Like Music
03:23
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I don’t like music
Why can’t I care?
I lost the gold on my wrist
Should send for it,
But it’s gone, don’t know where
In the 5th corner I see you
Juggling with all your precious truths
I’m hollow and blood thick
Hush so you don’t leave a nick
On your lips
No heaven hideout
No drop of grace, left inside of me
I’ll drink eat and die then,
Lest I meet poise, in all the noise
I remember the smoke, the late sun
I can tolerate, and all at once
I hear them; the old songs
A precious smell, fading out,
Then it’s gone
I don’t like music
Why can’t I care?
I lost the gold on my wrist
Should send for it,
But it’s gone, don’t know where
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13. |
Moon 2
02:56
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Eric Maillet (drums)
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14. |
What Matters Most
02:02
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