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Black Glass
03:53
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What is the weight of silence
When the mind can't carry the load
A drone of sorrow
A thought I am to hold
Words pour back down my throat
Like black glass
A mute song solidifies
As a throat cast
And all that is left is kindness
And all unsaid is lost
A look in the well of your eyes
A muffled sound of breaking glass
All that is left is numbness
And a mouthful of black shards
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2. |
Two Deaths
10:26
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One death I carried within
A glorious queen, tall and serene
Behind a gossamer screen
Before my eyes another one
A rope hangs from her mouth
Her skin is raw
The air is dry
They gaze at each other
Like into a looking glass
One moves to test the other
Like one does after a long night
One death, two deaths
And they open their arms
Some coins in my palms
As I hang fire
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Rub the sun
Eyes at half mast
This blinding light
Rub it hard
Blood comes fast
This ruby dye
Illuminate us
In both eyes
Guide us out
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5. |
Prayer
03:33
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Don't let death get away with it
For one more day
Just one more day
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6. |
Aurochs’ Lament
14:58
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7. |
Marrow Embers
03:50
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Lay your bones on the pyre
For which the woodland
All spring all summer
Shed its limbs
The body of water
The lone orchard
Weep in a choir
Forlorn we watch the fire
Weave its way through the ribs
Marrow embers
They remember the blood of our elders
And their surrender to the pyre
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8. |
I Am the Lung
05:09
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I am the vines
I am the living branches
I am the bright garment of mercy
Wrapping around the body in pain
I am the blood
I am the sap of life
I calm the child at my ankles in tears of fire
I am the grass
I am the heather in the mountains
I am the tide of living water
Washing ashore a broken heart
I am the lung you no longer have
I am the air of your breath
I am the hand
I hold the golden lamb
Shedding light on the closing path
I am the lung you no longer have
I am the air of your breath
Up to the death of the flesh
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The Earthly Body
04:02
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The earthly body
Born of love
In time forgiven
Shorn of vows
The fear within is
A heavy shroud
That folds in layers
Grows around
Bloodless knuckles of our hands
The life they hold is already gone
The earthly body
(Let it come our way)
Gives way to time
The mind is reeling
High on life
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Petra Hermanova Berlin, Germany
A harpy warping time one moment at a time.
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