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I met the most amazing woman so many lifetimes ago. I lost her forthwith and she faded from me, though it was important to know. I met the most amazing woman through her life touching my own. She gave me my faith and could give me no more and I found devotion alone. I drank the light from Goddess that night and I sang through the morning with the taste on my tongue. I recalled the garden and fell prey to hope and returned to the trust of the very young. All substance turned to gold and the clouds opened above her and I knew. All I want is to love her. I met the most amazing woman. The east was ablaze with her fire. We stood upon stone and her gift became mine and I had no further desire.
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In the Night With You
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My heart remembers how it feels, unchecked. The night unfolded like a flower, perfect. Now I am smitten like a fool, mind wrecked, as if I don't know better. We looked into each other's eyes, inspired. We fed our caution to the fire, desired, and then the morning was a dream, still tired, but we were good together. Went home light as a feather. I know what a bad idea it is to fall in love. I'm not so foolish I'd forget or so weak that I'd submit. It's just something I've been thinking of. I think you're good at understanding me. I think I'm good at seeing you. Of course a lion ought to be free. All I'm trying to say is it was true in the night with you.
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La Gioconda
02:47
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You'll fall for the oldest trick in the book on the wrong end of a knowing look. The empty night is black as death and all there is is blood and breath. That wizard there is praying high to the Lady smiling in the sky. You'll laugh as liberty takes off her cloak and maybe you will get the joke. The looming world, it fluctuates and threatens as it tempts the fates and circumstance is flying by. So's the Lady smiling in the sky. She is a line in the sand, a line between the left and the right hand. Contradiction, pure and sweet, to sweep the seekers off their feet, to make all of their little heads spin and the words can't ever find it, but it is there and we don't need to be reminded. Oh elegance! You'll go as far as your interest goes, ends of the earth or tip of your nose. The careful man must give his word and care not if his pleas are heard and mostly he just wonders why with the Lady smiling in the sky. You'll fall for the oldest trick in the book on the wrong end of a knowing look.
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Look Up
04:20
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Mercy fed by good indifference. Will stands adjacent to fate. I sent to Her all of my substance as I passed through that strange gate. The Queen of Wands appeared to me. I pledged to Her my currency and gave a thought to what might be, for we'd bleed for that intricacy. Look up into the black of the night. She is coming. I will kiss goodbye my fire, then I will wish for nothing more than to gaze upon Her and aspire and know exactly what I am for. Look up into the black of the night. She is coming. Silver dollar in the sky, hand that's quicker than the eye. I promise now to always try. Have mercy on me. All at once some truth is known and I am granted the insight to see the light I had directed to the Moon was thus given back to me.
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My House Is Blue
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My house is blue and I'm here thinking about you, with memories surrounding me and nothing much to do. I'll tell you, my life is easy, as easy as a life can be. I haven't got much more than thought and the few things that I need, but really now, there's one thing that I'd take if I could get it. If you could and would come for a visit, I'm positive it would be pleasant. Out there it's hard but here it isn't. No. My house is blue and its beauty is true. There are shadows and curios and puzzling people too. And it could be so that I spend too much time hanging out inside and listening to my mind and if you didn't know the fact that I live life by looking at it, I know how strange this would seem. Some days I don't leave my home and some days I am just alone, but I can dream, and I do dream. My house is blue and I'm here thinking about you, under a spell, best I can tell, and there's nothing else to do. And all is well and dreaming's not a crime and maybe I will see you sometime.
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And It Waves!
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Flower girl, you live to draw life forth. Flower girl, what is a full heart worth? You are evidence of the benevolent earth. Flower girl, I'm only reaching out. Flower girl, what is your song about? I am holding my chest, spitting love from my mouth. And it waves! And it waves to the brave King of Swords and the wise Queen of Staves. And it waves! And it waves as they fly from the room and retreat to their graves. Call out to the tide. When you sing it feels like the Moon, my dear. Flower girl, as the dove may be white. Flower girl, circle bold in the night. You are proof to me of the infinite light.
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Sounds Like
02:03
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Sounds like that old song. Worry me. Sing it. Nothing in the past but a bunch of popped balloons, but if the end ain't late, it'll come too soon, but you will pick it up. You always pick it up. Feels like bleeding did. Lean on me. Feel it. Why not put the fear of God in me. This is as boring as reality. Nothing in the past but a bunch of popped balloons, but if the end ain’t late, it’ll come too soon, but you will pick it up. You always pick it up. Sounds like that old song. Worry me. Sing it.
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Forest Hop
01:22
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Loudly pouncing through golden leaves in the forest we belong to, he takes the posture of that ancient tendency to discover and express. He embodies the primitive need to run a color-doused finger over a wall, for me, for now. I slither down my own path, through the leaves and to the stream, to peer into the water. I breathe slowly. In, nose. Out, mouth. My lungs expand and collapse, like the history of everything. I wonder what we could be but one.
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How Am I To Love You
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I met your soul with wonder, there was fire overhead. The house was so familiar. I tried holding what I said, but I learned a while ago that I don't like it when I try. How am I to love you, like the clouds filling the sky. I come to golden pillars with my future just beyond. In solitude I stutter, there is nothing that I want. I feel it in my spirit something deep is coming soon. How am I to love you, like an eclipse of the Moon. Sometimes my heart is more than I can carry, but it is no burden. I haul it gladly when I can. With veils of change to go through, as labored as it is, I wish just to have seen you, you who covet none of this. I wait with patience for the day that my Work will be done. How am I to love you, like the setting of the Sun.
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Survival
05:33
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I am substance made conscious. I am the path between the heavens and the earth. Here by fate or by design, this little mind feels only fine, as it travels now to my death from my birth. This aura is the atmosphere, my mind is made of granite and I am spinning very slowly like a planet. Ooh. Till you've seen yourself die, you can't really be alive, so now I've learned not to listen when it begs me to survive. I am energy contained. I am the spark that keeps the animal at bay, but if we only toe the line, this little mind is still divine and it only matters so much what we say. I am elemental stew. I am just one of many billion of these things. Seraphic or serpentine, this little mind is all that's mine, and I am counting every blessing that it brings. I will Work. Work, Work, Work to become more than human!
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Practice Makes Perfect
03:11
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I am masturbating contemplating the birth of the Universe. Judgement Day will come but I am thinking I will get there first. I used to think it was supposed to be easy, but Goddess disagreed. Now I know the Work works and we have everything we need. I am smoking softly, drinking coffee, playing a thing I never played. I told my hands to demonstrate, miraculously they obeyed. I used to think there was supposed to be justice, then she corrected me. Now I have a smart heart and light gray is all I see. Quality is applied, you're doing it now and I'm doing it now. And space goes out forever but I doubt I will ever know how. I have only this fleeting minute and this song with which to sing. And like the serpent's tail meeting its teeth creates a ring, chemistry has helped me to become a better thing. I am feeling deeply, high and sleepy, contented in my wooden box, reading tarot right beside a symbol I have made with rocks. I used to think I was supposed to be sorry, but all of me has changed. Now I get to feel real in a world that I've arranged.
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A Truthful Heart
03:09
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In a purgatory found in an answer without sound, he's seated researching insight as she draws moths like a lamplight. Bound by the turning of the Earth and by the fire that gave us birth. Nothing to give in return but art and a truthful heart. In the lace the spider makes there's the moment the will breaks. He's waiting on some mysticism as she lives within a prism. Bound by time that wanders away and by the tedious change of the day. Living must be the angel's burden. Let the sun shine in. He wishes so much to be good and he aspires to be perfect. So many blessings though he would never believe that he deserves it. He can think of a future but he can't think of when. If you witness a miracle, do you expect to see it again?
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Love
05:44
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Now I remember lying there with my lips against her hair. Not wishing to be anywhere but on that cold, hard floor. My glad heart, having met its twin, was at peace and in love again. I don't think I have ever been so thoroughly tired and sore. This old Fool now is coming around, did you know? But, my love, we're just making it up as we go. One thing that I learned from the turning world is true love doesn't need. It is beyond fear or greed. The most difficult of lessons that was ever taught to me, is if you love her set her free, that that is how love ought to be. Do you want to stop the hourglass's stream of sand? I've never seen intention ever go as it was planned. We know that this is more complex than we can understand. I've had enough of crushing pretty flowers in my hand. Now I am careful and try to be kind. I meet emotion with my mind. There was a time when I was blind. Thank Goddess I'm not anymore. Here is my heart it is glad it is yours. We are free.
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