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Tears Rotate the River
02:09
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Dreamy skies closing in
On a sculpted cloud
Twist again
Rainbows streak the sky
Tears rotate the river
The years blink on
Metallic dust falls from the sky
One blink at a time
Our tears fall behind
Rivers rotate
Dreams annihilate
Stardust forms the rust
Dreamy skies closing in
On a sculpted cloud
Stardust forms the rest
One blink at a time
The years fall behind
Stardust
Twist again
Rainbows streak the sky
Tears rotate the river
As time flies.
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2. |
Moss and Pavement
03:51
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Spinning disk
Copper glass
My message lingers on the ground
Words tumble through the sky
Thoughts imprint on your mind
Warped records spinning fast
Words tumble through the sky
And imprint on your mind
Frequency stumbles
Mumbled words jumble
Through the crackly cone
The warped record can’t be found
Frequency stumbles
Mumbled words jumble
Through the crackly cone
The warped record can’t be found
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3. |
Walking Backwards
03:31
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Walking backwards
From the sun
Landing face first
On the ground
Weeping shadows
Molten glass
Velvet tiptoes
Quiet and fast
A mechanical butterfly
Drifts by
Its wings reflect the waves
Radios press down
You get carried away
The tide is melting into you
A striped moth bats its wings
Transforming again
The tide it tracks your brain
Transforming the rain
Floating in the grain
Bluebirds fill your hair
Tangling your dreams
The sky is melting into you
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4. |
Words Tumble
03:42
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The trees whisper
All night
Sacred stories tell us more
Secret cave
Crystal clear
The entryway is very near
Moss and pavement
On the floor
Sacred stories tell us more
The trees whisper all night
Traces scattered
On the floor
Memories
Details seeping from the core
The fall hangs upon the trees
Silent sounds brush the leaves
The trees whisper all night
Leaves fall to the ground
The golden cage
Weighs it down
Eavesdrop like the leaves drop.
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5. |
Carve the Day
03:17
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Photos gathered on the floor
Abstractions
Thick and dense
Watered pages on the floor
Doubt the day
Pages torn and tattered
Carving memories
Paper cuts inked in blood
Carving memories
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MV Carbon Brooklyn, New York
MV Carbon sound addressing psychological feedback through poetry, music, and mechanics.
vitalized by the
immediate environment; Rhythmic backgrounds extended vessels, struck
handmade tools. electric cello processed meticulous chains of effects. Synth melting time.
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