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Captain
05:03
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Captain can you assure me my fate
Captain these doubts that do seem to plague me
Will you promise me ground
Captain don’t be too proud
‘To fathom the land you are sure to loose course
Wreck on the reef and float without oars
Where love awaits we are bound
Awaken thy heart to be found’
But captain I’ve known love and carried a flame
Captain in passion weve spoken their name
What is this course that you chart
Capatian I ask without blame
‘There’s wind that will carry, which you don’t seem to see
It’s a force that does pull and give answer to me
Though you may see sails slack
In its subtle support you may lean’
Captain I’ve laid myself bare
I pray you my trust and my care
We sail to the end
The time it will come when you alone with this ship
Aren’t sure of the current or course may it slip
There is no promise for ground
Captain don’t be too proud
I can promise you storms you must find a way through
Struggle and toil but also renew
For where love awaits we are bound
Awaken thy heart to be found
Captain I’ve laid myself bare…
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Star that I See
04:42
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In the night sky,
lost in the stars above,
I saw my heart,
and the one that I love
I stood upon a field
There was a stream
Across the way my true love stood
Separate from me
Dressed in white
Her feet were bare
A shimmering veil
And long black hair
I called across
For her to come
I said my house is grand
You’ll be in want of none
She came toward me, she came toward me
Walked down into into the stream
And there
She said you come to me
Naked I went
Down to her
Shocked by the cold,
flowing water
Let go into her arms
To her mouth I was drawn
From there we plunged
As she carried me
On down
Deeper we went, and I without breath
Saw from above
Like a start in the night
Bursting with light
And it burned in me, it burned in me
I saw myself,
The man that I was
His pride and his wealth
His pity, and what he called his love
My love she then whispered
You must change who you are
If you wish for me to come
You must shine like a star
I came up with a gasp
Like a drowning man
To see a new path,
Though with each step that I took
It moved just beyond my grasp
And it burns in me
It burns in me
The light I felt
The star I see
That shines through the night
Bursting in light
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Can I Call Light
06:21
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Can I call light to me
Cannibal’s eyes on me now
Chemicals writhe in me
Tetherball flies at me now
And we swing around This
Cannibal eye
In this tetherball flight
While the chemicals writhe
And I call down the light
Easy now
Have I got flies on me
Ten thousand eyes on me now
Buzzards that fly to me
Sandgrains that cried for me now
They lie with the liars
The placid past fires right now
Butterfly’s migrating
Waterfall sprites mating now
And they clown around on
Pacified fires
On wound up tight wires
On tetherball fliers
And cannibal ires
I’ve got triers to tire for me
Pliers to ply for me now
I’ve got sides that will fight for me
Martyrs might die for me now
Can I call light to me
This habit that bites at me now
We call it down from
Ten thousand eyes
We bend to the light we can bend to the light we can bend to the light
Easy now
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Prison
03:04
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I built a prison. Then I built another Prison.
And inside one prison, there were many more prisons.
And inside my prism I found a man who was good with locks
one who had once been a sailor and knew lots and lots about knots,
another one, the thinker, with good plans and sound thoughts,
another, the believer, who had trust that we would neither be hindered nor caught,
and me, the organizer and architect foreman trying for the freedom that I sought
So a plan was wrought. We all agreed on our lot,
That the digging must stop. For the freedom we sought was not inside this particular prison.
Nor the prison inside the prison in which we were kept and where we were caught.
So a tunnel was planned, but neither down nor across, but a funnel to the sky.
The thinker was lost. He said the physics were off, he said the physics are off.
Except for the sailor who said it’s not in physics, but in nautical knots.
While the believer was rapt in evangelical raspings of seeds and of crops.
My salvation, my damnation, how had I cast my lot with this lot.
With this lot, that I am but I’m not, who I am but I’m not.
But if these are the friends that I’ve got, then their lot is my lot, and what I’ve got, they’ve got -
the prisons, their tolls, and their cost.
But I could trick them, spinning and babbling web of mystery and rapture and laws.I found the believer was easily bought with promises of future payoffs
including virgins inside the eternity he sought
And the thinker was easily cought, in complex equations he would solve or would not.
Endlessless Endlessness impossible puzzles of thought.
And the sailor, well the sailor was lost. Tied up in his knots
and storms of his making or pitted up and tangling with the sea doing nautical knots.
So I got up and I walked. Opened the lock. Got out and I walked. Away from the lot,
another prison with new tradesman, brilliant paradigms faith mysteries and great thoughts.
And I walked, and unlocked my lot, that I am but I’m not, and unlocked, who I am but I’m not.
And unlocked and unlocked and unlocked.
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Sophia
04:10
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Sophia, disaster, I’ve gone and broken my hand
They said at least some weeks before I work again
Sophia, I know I’m a fool, but I lost some money while I was out last night and I was drinking
Sophia, I don’t know what to do, but we’ve got nothing left for rent and I’m in a panic
Sophia, there’s something you could do, but I’m ashamed to ask
Sophia, if just for a few nights you could lay on your back
Sophia, I know I’m a fool, but I can’t see another way, that money’s spent, and we’ve nothing left
Sophia, my love, I don’t know what to do, please take my hand cause I’m in a panic
Sophia, what’s that swell all around you, tell me, who is the man?
I won’t feed some child’s mouth that’s been made in sin
Sophia, my love, I’m sorry for your suffering, but I’ll not have some bastard running around, I’ll not be shamed again
Sophia, my love, don’t turn away, please take my hand – and pour a drink - one for you, and another for your husband
Sophia, where are you, I can’t feel my hand
Sophia, I know it’s morning, but I can’t see light coming in
Sophia, don’t leave, I know I’m a fool, but I can’t see, tell me where’s my hand
Sophia, don’t leave, I don’t know what to do, I can’t see and I’m in a panic
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All Good Deeds
06:14
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Grew up in a hunting family - Shot my first gun when I was 8 years old
By the time I was 18 I thought that violence was beneath me
But I still went out with my dad, cause I like to walk with a gun through the woods in the cold
Feeling of those trees and the crisp air’s a memory - I carry inside my bones
I stabbed my best friend in the back for a girl – I was 23 years old
I’ve spun words that were a trap for you to walk through – where at the other end you thought you’d find some gold
I thought at the time I could make my own map, but now I do as im told
And I carry it, each memory to learn from, it’s a weight I can hold
If when I see the way you act and the suffering it brings upon you
But it’s not my place to say a word or to offer any hand to help
If you were to come around to ask me for a way to improve
I’d say I’d see that exact same thing inside myself
That I listen deep my heart to lead and guide what I have felt
What I’m searching for I’ve not found yet
But I know my greatest efforts won’t go to waste
For all the dreams to which I’m bound, mistakes I’ve not made yet
I pray the discipline to learn my way
Let me find some form of obedience, wisdom and grace
All good deeds inside of me are wasted unless they burn away
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Month of May
05:12
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Wind Carry Me
06:57
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I wanted you to know
how I felt about our time spent together
Graceful
But I was too shy, and never spoke
For fear that speech might poke a hole
In our sails
Now we float
Uncharted
I don’t know how this silence keeps in you, in our barter
But I feel light and not divided
I can’t put into words
This
Divine
Wind carry me….
My love…
Wind carry me…
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Magical Beasts Chicago, Illinois
Chicago based.
Experimental Folk.
Making the music you didn't know you wanted to hear, but then you are like, "Damn, that's a good sound."
After you have listened a few times.
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