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Nonsense
03:46
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Mornings, you’re teaching me your nonsense poems writ on the wall
Always, forever painting market stripes where none should be
We call it real, parameters we rarely see
And through the distance, we select our history
And there’s times we get caught up in top-down law
And there’s times reality seems so far off
Mornings, you’re teaching me you nonsense poems, writ through the air
We speak, using words bought and sold, and pre-received
We slip through side streets
Navigating closing walls
And speak in phrases known to only righteous few, down one way streets
And there’s light far above the limber pines
And there’s night entangling my sweet designs
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Water Fountain
04:06
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And if its so easy, turn it backwards
Away from time and space
We flip it as the world turns
And I flip it all the time, in mind
Often as the oars of evening
Take a deeper step into the tide
Happiness the fire relieving
Away from time and space
Floating in a new disguise
Away from night and day
I take it in a new disguise
And I’m moving all the time
And I’m moving under water flowing
And I’m moving in my mind, it takes some time
And I take it in a water fountain
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Cannonball
03:46
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My life here, drifting away
Her time is out of space
I’m going down to the ocean where I can’t stay
Passing time in the river of you
Leaving away
Words marked with indeces
Punctuated by the tongue’s unease
Hey man – that’s not all
Over the ocean hangs a cannonball
Arrivals, going on down
Urizel, sing to me now
When we go too far
A life is collected and giving aw way
Her time is collected and out of space
Arrivals, going on down
Urizel, sing to me now
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Warm Blue Feeling
02:49
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Whistle blowing, I take you down
To finger money without a crown
Disco music is in my ears
Its such a sweet sound that I hear
I go, I go. I hear the sound
Of crickets dancing all around
And its so fine to walk below
The warm blue feeling of letting go
Well everybody’s wants the feeling that you keep so fine
Everything keeps repeating when you know the signs
Standing up by the window I see you from the street below
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Classical Symphony
03:19
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Into The Ocean
04:34
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We floated down the delta
We floated down the stream
Now we are the in the ocean
Lost in an open sea
Backsliding into nothing
Backsliding out we roll
Our time is not for keeping
Our time is not our own
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Memorials of Distinction London, UK
Record Label.
Spewing morbid noise out into the void.
modrecords.co.uk
Mix series:
www.mixcloud.com/memorialsofdistinction/
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