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Starry Eyed Goat
04:11
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starry eyed goat
munching on heavenly grass
I can see your skeleton glowing
as rivers go rogue
and time arches its back
hollow eyed hound
soaring over highways and fields
I can see your body dissolving
as dawn descends with her knives
the disenchantment
is real
obsidian sea
whale sings into eternity
I can see your tired hands weaving
lightning and lace
rapture
disgrace
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The Garden is Sleeping
05:50
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the garden is sleeping
it isn't dead
don't go and worry
your pretty little head
the garden is sleeping
where will we bury our dead?
somewhere over the rainbow
between stardust and flesh
the garden is sleeping
we haven't turned to stone
medusa is daydreaming
maybe she'll leave us alone
a wild notion
that I'll never tame
came down to collect me
another link in a chain
a fossilized feeling
a little clam in the rain
washes onto the shore
and back to sea again
the garden is sleeping
it isn't dead
don't go and worry
your pretty little head
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Little Alien Lost
05:12
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gathering flowers to throw in a ditch
it's a sad and beautiful world
loving's a gamble
an overripe miracle
it's a little alien lost in the woods
you dip your toes
in the burbling pit
dangle upside down over the edge of a cliff
partake
in the poison cake
is forever too late
to make up my mind?
loving's a gamble
an overripe miracle
it's a little alien lost in the woods
I had a vision
of angels
riding emus
to an ice hotel at the edge of the world
when you were the size of a snail
a prism of pulsating cells
nobody knew
the heartache you'd bring
it's a sad and beautiful world
loving's a gamble
an overripe miracle
it's a little alien lost in the woods
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Gossamer Knives
04:59
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gossamer knives in bloom
a thousand cold eyes
in a thimble of dew
once in a dream you felt so real
and not of this world
shackles of silk
heavy as chain
mad old king on his knees in the rain
mercy made and unmade
nothing is given
from on high
no bolt of deliverance
no bargains with fate
come chaos and flood
we're stuck down here
in the mud
but the mud is warm
there are rainbows and swans
winter's lash
summer's burn
bridges will rot
bridges will fall
I'm in up to my neck
singing impotent songs
can't see a way back,
so I guess I'll go on
gossamer knives in bloom
a thousand cold eyes in a thimble of dew
once in a dream you felt so real
and not of this world
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Night Tide
06:07
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what's so different about the drowned?
I've seen them walking in the daylight
their eyes all storm and light
but cold and still
shipwrecks slumber deep below
the sinew and the bone
a bespoke curse
a little sea devil's puckered mouth
are you coming home?
the queen of the underworld wants to know
a jazz band in a seaside dive
dissolves in the night tide
red horse rides a wave in empty space
what's so different about the drowned?
I've seen them dancing cheek to cheek with the living
night still wet behind the ears
wide eyed stowaway, what are you doing here?
are you coming home?
the queen of the underworld wants to know
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Thieves
04:21
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suns burn out
stars dance around
wearing borrowed crowns
singing songs of a world
turned upside down
thieves,
will you still love me
when the jewels are gone from my eyes
when my soul's machinery halts and grinds
thieves,
will you still love me?
on bales of golden light
bloodless children climb
roses open wide
to swallow the sunrise
suns burn out
stars dance around
wearing borrowed crowns
singing songs of a world
turned upside down
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On Nightingale Wings
06:38
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queen of hearts in a wash of blue
you bind with gold rags your half healed wounds
take the elevator to the high rise roof
watch the city burn
I'm just waiting for the wind to change
for new eyes to see
wild dogs feast on nightingale wings
everybody needs to eat
queen of hearts in a haze of gold
lilies embalmed, fear never grows old
gather your skirts
walk out in the snow
your footprints softly glow
I'm just waiting for the wind to change
for new eyes to see
wild dogs feast on nightingale wings
everybody needs to eat
queen of hearts in a reign of stone
golden hour bathes every branch and bone
night birds sing as the bloodshed starts
dissolve with me in the dark
I'm just waiting for the wind to change
for new eyes to see
wild dogs feast on nightingale wings
everybody needs to eat
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A New Skin
08:49
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moss and wildflowers build a new skin
over deep scar trenches in the earth
lightning bird hatching in your throat
makes it hard to sing
don't you know
flies entombed in a golden sap and haze
of a morning that never quite unfolds
little feral sprite crawling out of your mouth
it's hard to tell the truth
when everything glows
sleepy volcano town, a postcard torn
into leaves of red and gold
you throw into the fire
lightning bird nesting in the snow
makes the night too bright to sleep
one day you'll know
chaos bringer
staggering
lay your burden down
in the leaves
come
sing with me
in the end
there is no sweeter release
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Avi C. Engel Toronto, Ontario
they/them
I'm not writing the same song over and over so much as writing one long
continuous song that will end when I die.
receive all new music in digital form: www.patreon.com/aviengel
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