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burning
all day has smelt like ash
it swallows leaves and the houses
buried parts
with the dust and skln
new bone
heat freed release their glisten
pearl baked thinner than hair
stretched from star to star
all day I've been lifting into the alr
heat has risen
It's feathers shards of llght
catching close to the scalp peeling
under skln
they knot and spread amongst tissue
new bone
they cover the dust become leaves
untll branches are pale
all day I've been lifting into the air
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2. |
The Sky Incident
00:52
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she felt the sky grow out of her back
and everything was blue around her
everything was blue
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3. |
(The Kitchen Song)
05:03
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she saw him try
she watched him try
felt his strain
creep across the kitchen
grip her ankle
and stay there
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4. |
Blue Throat
03:41
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blue throat
once i‘m lucky
happy lives in this boat
sing to happy lives abroad
square sky
one strange window
shifting my cold feet
till perspective goes awry
those things
completely flightless
make the dumbest sounds
I have ever heard
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Thirst
03:17
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just to see those bottles swing
got to get some poison in
eye to hand to mouth to
in and in and in
curious poisons under my skin
something dissolves here at home
it's the thought that counts
some resolve left here at horne
it's the thought that counts
every drop counts
anger pushed up against It
constant attempts to open up
and push it through
and meet that rush of cool air
it sends me down the stairs
thirst has my vision impaired
and this frustration kicks and claws
and I must ration my passion and pause
counting flaws
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a green eagle
on his arm flying
through green clouds and stars
and his green eyes
his arm hovered unnoticed
i caught it in a butterfly net
will mail it to him for christrnas
he can hang it on a tree
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7. |
Ears and Toes
04:31
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can't get out of bed
brain has slipped it's moorings
in my head
must stay completely still
till it's tied down
stay until
will until
l‘m not really here
l feel drunk
where is direction
can't put It down pick it up
brain adrift and nearly sunk
giddy dizzy fucked
the storm was bleak and grey
came in after dark and made it's way
through me
my brain broke loose In choppy seas
give me back my ears and toes
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8. |
Duck Intermission
02:41
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quack quack
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9. |
Angels on Hot Days
03:03
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(Ria) we drank flowers
now my throat's sore from singing
we watch a shadow spider
crawl over paint
to watch it fly
there's an angel on the roofrack
it's silent
angel wings made of paper
we watch for rain
to watch It fly
(Lynda) i wear the dress of clinklng shells
soft wood and sea salt
look how it scratches the backs of my knees
white lines
the brown sand catches catches all
sand catches all
came wrapped in purple
fell to a sail and i flew there
caught the rope creaks
sounds holding cloth together until it dissolves in sweat and heat
(both) it shook flowers from it's wings
we'd have drunk feathers
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10. |
Spit
04:27
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i let you in
that glee in your eye as i let you in
It's all mud
that innocent smile
you sit on my lovers knee you play horsey
don't splt
l throw my pearls to the swine
you're going to use it
you're going to use him
you're golng to fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
fuck with my head
please
don't spit
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11. |
(Keep It in a) Teapot
03:22
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one big white belly load
from all the sevs up a long road
i've got a fat trunk
take my angry heavy load of junk
could I just leave It here
pick it up later when i remember how to steer my car
only one young careless owner
ex-cond fits good in the corner
there's somethlng in it necessary
but i‘m not very sure what it is
i made a list
could you keep it in a teapot
i'd be grateful
this has defeated all that i thought
(twisted pieces pick up what you want)
still confused
(misplaced a thought)
what was it i bought into in the first place
thought i had a plan
thought i could understand
one big wide belly load
all dressed up and nowhere to go
no direction sense or feeling
it seems llke time to reel it in
we made a din
get that racket in a packet
pack it in
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12. |
Portrait of a Jumper
03:30
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he fell to meet the ground
he met it
arms out
he met It
met it so hard
it met him
filled all the spaces between his bones
made new ones
such a slow flat thing
a still flat thing
who'd have thought it would be harmful
should be quiet by now
walked on every day
dug up driven over ripped up ploughed
who'd have thought it would be so friendly
ground ground ground
smack
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13. |
Funeral
01:38
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i was surprised
she said she was so surprised her chicken squawks
i would never have thought
she never did about anything
thought love was a roll-on deodorant
but he's so young
she dips her teeth in her gin and tonic
playing loves me loves me not
loves me loves me not
her left eye was glass
could never quite shut it
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14. |
Wedding
04:30
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her left eye was glass
could never quite shut it
everyone felt her eternal attention
afraid to turn away in case it rolled towards them
i said yes
she found him in the library
hairless as a blinking creature
ow, ow, ow
she promised to sew up the holes in his elbows
promised to wear flowers
to laugh under a shower of rice and torn paper
ow, ow, ow
and she promised to wear black
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Circushead Melbourne, Australia
Circushead was a folk band. Not a simple folk band, sure ... but
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