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Clio feat. Trav Jenkins
03:27
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hey maybe an arrow to bow
to my softest reveal that
you are my only... sunlight to see with
you call me, or will me, aurora lady
too close
in your eye... I saw fear
hey maybe an arrow to bow
to my softest reveal that
you are my only... sunlight to see with
it's night and I feel afraid
you never stayed
and so much air I gasped of!
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seems like I'll wait.. compeuppance to don his hood
andromeda dries their wharves, solomon sends his regards
to feel the spay of a scythe, fearful words... that I don't understand
how can spears fight guns?
they read our minds
and what's to find?
but biddy's bride
colourful timbres tell a narrative of power
but how can a nation make a treaty with itself?
that's just racist, man... it's all beaten up
the alms of the day, aren't really enough to pay back what is owed
how can spears fight guns?
they read our minds
and what's to find?
but biddy's bride
amazing grace how sweet the sound
of western, white, paternalism
history of the indigenous
a woman with no choice
biddy was her name, colonial marriage with no claim
overpowered by the western, at war with her clan
aware of what i'm losing, tribe, culture, the feeling
how can spears fight guns?
how can spears fight guns?
they read our minds
and what's to find?
but biddy's bride
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you're surely in the rough
the diamond you thereof
over and over
could you believe it's true, that I avoided you?
I loved who you are, the honesty, zebra to aardvark, ah, infinity
the song left unwritten, is fluid with praise, foaming answers
upon and let me write, rob me raw again
a vow too kept, alone to phrase, each day
gath' round the fallen knight
some sod, he wasted staple rhymes
a soul gives way for Thalia to write
your songs baby, none you'll ever own again
a lantern lit the underside
this bridge where I'd
call forth deep water, elms asleep astride
a voice of the psyche, are you the one, the one
gath' round the fallen knight
some sod, he wasted staple rhymes
a soul gives way for thalia to write
your songs baby, none you'll ever own again
I wouldn't yet lie down
for adjective or noun
but she, I see, e'ry time will move over
me quiet and trite, so-so makings, oh please visit I
oh, oh
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lately it’s true, my mind is set on you
lately it’s hard, to elate
but I think god likes my prayer!
you could memorise, a hundred lines
to see the light, ’til sola fide
cos when we die…will I see ya?
you can memorise, a hundred lines
to see the light, til sola fide
will she go to heaven or?
I will rescue you
yeah I will rescue you
yeah I’ll rescue you
gimme some space
need a balance
let me fly
float like a lilly
can we connect?
let’s meditate
drink some tea
sit by the sea
feel my energy positive
feel my energy positive
need some hope
walkin’ on a tightrope
who are we?
can we perceive how this will end?
and I myself have died
every single day
it’s just sola fide baby
love should never alter you so
well, that’s just schizophrenia baby
well, that’s just schizophrenia baby
and I put my hand on the bible, god only knows
oh how beautiful you are, but that’s enough for
how many deaths I’d die ‘pon schizophrenia
i’ll see my way, out of this
lately it’s true, my mind is set on you
lately it’s hard, to elate
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amazing sight
untold, a cryptic cipher
to meet you now would erode my book you had sired
to find you now is a blade worth falling on
to be the fly
to perch up high
I can't not know you
I will not parade our assigned two-part
aromas to shake your elbows
where once you'd nudge, teetotal
oh
so late to decide, the crescent moon aspires
too dim to write, of its wayward flow
you breathe a sigh
careful of anniversaries welded to woe
and if friday timely begins
awol's alarm, I miss my friend
old innocent roving, only usurped
oh
I've saved up money to tithe to terpsichore
I wallowed here deceived
a psalm or two, thundered, heaved
I will not pray to her to gamify my gambit
the truth of the world that a lady should like a subtle home in a somber, normal ode to life
on and on is not enough to write
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untold is the story of chaos
ex machina deus
I wrote to, wrote to her fine lullaby
earworm to subordinate I
unwilling warrior
no wound gorier
the unstitched long gash
a garish red, for poets brash
the aristocrat of verse there sat
colloidal sinew winnowing along
all I spared to you was my song
oh yeah, oh yeah
I wished for you, yeah
a twisting screw
unwilling warrior
no wound gorier
the unstitched long gash
a garish red, for poets brash
the aristocrat of verse there sat
any white to fly
surrender's night is nigh
are you a metaphor for
the bedlam nature adores?
tumult to channel within
to hold unto my clavicle a djinn
and sight of her, I deny
the muse of a shadowy goodbye
to hunt and then beautify
some proud passerby
oh
unwilling warrior
no wound gorier
the unstitched long gash
a garish red, for poets brash
the aristocrat of verse there sat
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7. |
Aceso's Bluebird
02:15
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each day had seen me bleed to the bone
until you came, was something ever bawdry scrawled in spite
and how I slept a slumber, meagre
until you found me drunk on hindsight
until you found me drunk on hindsight
nepotism
I needed a friend
but I alight a wonderful lie
bluebird, aceso's delight
she'd subpoena, to peck out your eyes
oh
dear baby, it's all alright
outrageous numbskulls
won't stay the day here
to mind myself, the gains I have gathered
a hundred horseflies
to pester the terrorists
of music, oh
and you inherit my
fate like a rowdy child
boiling like a tot of weal
to beat them's impossible
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8. |
Wishes With Aergia
02:36
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see this cotton frayed
savvy fabric!
angels they fall, moreover their wings
inert to unleash
I repair to the breakers over deep water
tonne after tonne, the waves, the waves
I'd shroud inside to cleanse the soil
please watch me wear my soul
I crave ascetic rags
not flash of fashion's home
broken
I was sorry to be hideous
the bright side is you'll drown to death, dj
aergia's wish to spoil the sight of your scales
held the dagger, weighty and fine
I will not let you live
I will not let you go
I will not see you die
I will just turn afore, dj
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adephagia hands me a blade
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Alex Edwards Brisbane, Australia
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