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Confelicity
04:09
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She tries to make friends with the crows
Where her heart is she doesn't seem to know
Spirits in the shadows of the trees they speak to me
The Fae and the brownies wish us confelicity
There is hopeful magic all around us
Even on the rumbling greyhound bus
I wish I knew why my heart was drawn to you
Why'd I believe the lies i knew they weren't true.
Confelicity
Confelicity
She keeps the April rain hanging in a glass sphere.
Be brave my lovely one confronting those true fears
Your friends will gather round you
When you must go through the pain.
You will laugh with them at the macabre and the strange.
The spirits dance around you now,
there is something in the air
Ride the wind my lovely friend and I'll meet you over there.
There is hopeful magic all around us
Even on the rumbling greyhound bus
I wish I knew why my heart was drawn to you
Why'd I believe the lies i knew they weren't true.
Confelicity
Confelicity
The witches and the wolves dance in the moonlit field
The fatcat capitalists are eating up their fill.
Somewhere bio-luminescence is shining in the dark
Somewhere else a budding pyro is lighting their first spark.
Sharks must keep swimming for water across their gills
The witches and wolves dancing in the moonlit fields.
There is hopeful magic all around us
Even on the rumbling greyhound bus
I wish I knew why my heart was drawn to you
Why'd I believe the lies i knew they weren't true.
Confelicity
Confelicity
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Bluebird, I'm Sorry
03:21
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Intense and focused, a true theatrical believer
Kissing you, Britteni Blue, Behind the KIVA
Hearts filled with the magic of theater
A stage and some lights, nothing could be greater
Bluebird, I'm sorry
This crow sings to you
Bluebird I'm sorry,
I meant every word,
Britteni Blue
Summer in Seattle, you were so sure and brave
You believed in the art, we rented a stage
you made me write a play about the Way.
The Stranger said "Sloppy Apocalypse" But we made it any way.
Bluebird, I'm sorry
This crow sings to you
Bluebird I'm sorry,
I meant every word,
Britteni Blue
I went back to college, we tried to make it work
Life and long distance gave way to empty hurt
You walked away with your jaw set tight
I followed ever after into the long dark night
Bluebird, I'm sorry
This crow sings to you
Bluebird I'm sorry,
I meant every word,
Britteni Blue
Wasn't long until we forgot the sounds of eachother's laughter
You walked away with your jaw set tight, I followed ever after
I wonder what you're up to now, what intense theater you've devised
I remember the depth and intelligence in those beautiful bright blue eyes
So young we were in those days times past
The river called time flows ever fast.
Bluebird, I'm sorry
This crow sings to you
Bluebird I'm sorry,
I meant every word,
Britteni Blue
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memory is a ghost of virtue
poetry whispered on the breeze
seventeen and out after curfew
leaves shudder with the breath of trees
stars above inky still waters
ghosts and wolves dancing with your daughters
stars above inky still waters
otters and llamellirostres
silence stirring and the unsatisfied spirits
the breeze is provoking those still up tonight
listen to the whisper can you hear it
waters dark and still and the stars so bright
stars above inky still waters
ghosts and wolves dancing with your daughters
stars above inky still waters
otters and llamellirostres
stars twinkle like the strumming of a harp
she drowned in his arms
the water and the sky cold and sharp
and the loons sounded their alarms
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Melancholy Malachi
03:44
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Mr. Sternthrust's youngest son
was curs'd to be the melancholy one.
"Malachi, my boy," said He,
"Clench your heart and throw your sadness to the sea.
Men Can't Be sad but they can be angry,
clench yourself in anger and hide your sad deep away."
That of course is toxic bullshit
I'd burn the book that said that
and kick down the pulpit.\Sometimes we must cry for the beautiful sadness of it all.
So melancholy boys stand proud and tall.
Young Malachi Sternthrust had a journey to undertake.
To unerstasnd his own sadness and not turn to hate.
Turning negative thoughts to positive actions.
You'll be okay if you get no satisfaction.
Your self is like your heart, a throbbing muscle
Work on your self with vigorous hustle
Take your time, to yourself be kind.
We gotta fight thistoxic bullshit
I'd burn the book that said that
and kick down the pulpit.\Sometimes we must cry for the beautiful sadness of it all.
So melancholy boys stand proud and tall.
I said, Malachi, your sadness is your strength but it doesn't define you.
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The truth will out.
03:09
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Death she follows,
and she is always there
Beautiful sad when natural
Murder though, barbaric and unfair.
This story is not Columbo's
But He, Like Death, is always there
I am much smarter than Columbo,
Rumpled raincoat, rumpled face.
Victim of my own bravado
How did he know I misplaced my Boutonniere?
I was intentional and thorough
Planned everything down to a "t"
There was just something bothering the Lieutenant
"There's just one more thing"
He had a detail that just didn't fit,
and he asked me if I could reconcile it
But I suspect he suspected me
from my most overconfident lie.
I am much smarter than Columbo,
Rumpled raincoat, rumpled face.
Victim of my own bravado
How did he know I misplaced my Boutonniere?
I am much smarter than Columbo,
Rumpled raincoat, rumpled face.
Victim of my own bravado
How did he know I misplaced my Boutonniere?
Inspector Columbo will not be underestimated
The truth will out and he'll be there
Victim of my own bravado
How did he know I misplaced my Boutonniere?
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starlings by starlight
02:36
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They arrested Annette's Father, December 1941
but freed him at her Mother's intervention
they all left then for the free region.
and joined the resistance, they joined the resistance.
Yvonne, Annette, Jacqueline, Yvette
Yvonne, Annette, Jacqueline, Yvette
Yvonne's papa passed when she was young
1938 she was in the industrial action
at seventeen she married and they joined the resistance, and the FTR
They joined the resistance
Yvonne, Annette, Jacqueline, Yvette
Yvonne, Annette, Jacqueline, Yvette
Jacqueline Marie's father was an engineer,
stationed at Versaille,
They lost their home when They showed up
and Mom, Dad, Pierre and Jacqueline all joined the resistance.
She helped publish the underground magazine
The whole family was arrested and interred
Yvonne, Annette, Jacqueline, Yvette
Yvonne, Annette, Jacqueline, Yvette
Yvette was a farmers daughter, a teacher then secretary.
She started forging documents for escapees and families.
she on her brother George's farm
where the freedom fighters parachuted
they joined the resistance
Yvonne, Annette, Jacqueline, Yvette
Yvonne, Annette, Jacqueline, Yvette
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10. |
Die on this Mountain
08:15
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Read Ambrose Bierce's The Moonlit Road and Oil of Dog
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You have to be alone.
07:25
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12. |
Pie for Breakfast
03:04
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Corvyn Zuessler Portland, Oregon
Live on the wind my friend. on the wind.
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