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The Mythic Sea
02:42
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Down by the waterside
In the midst of the Mythic Sea
Mixing elements and the sounds
Of a life that once may have used to be
Plumes unfurl from the teeming brine
As it mixes with the air that we know and depend
Recollections and reflections
In the presence of an ancient friend
Way up on top of the hill
With no more filter from the rays of the sun
Watching the tick tock time of the heavens
As light and silence bind into one
Shot through all the silver and white
Cascades of gold from the purity flame
Luminescence so fine compressed
And radiating its ancient namesake
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It's all been purported with statements that kept them alive
Whether falsely reported or not they just came to survive
Coping with freedom and gathering the family
Hoping to see them and just barely standing
Handing them over and leaving just as they arrive
Calling for favors all cameras are running
Video clips show the damaged and hungry
Appalling for nature
The snakes are all sunning themselves in the baking
So faking and cunning
Faster for leaving the gates have been plated
Forcing the more conversated
They've waited for more than a mere generation
Claiming themselves in this stagnant relation
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The Highland Hill
03:16
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Looking downstream from the other side
Pointing towards a path and the way it goes
The task is first before entering inside
And the hope is from all it proves
Lost its heart, yet it's still alive
The thumping pulse is slow and smooth
Held in a moment froze in time
Looking upstream from the Highland Hill
Watching it fade in the northern line
You never knew him, you never will
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The Slate Is Divide
02:43
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The plaster is broken
This signs have decay
The water's been running through the cracks all the years in display
It's taken aback
And waiting for the moment
To regroup and exact
To hold in your hand
The slate is divide
The cross's embrace
And the embers have cried
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5. |
Fragrant Layers
02:13
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Moving in on a cultured mindset
Slipped off on the proffered gains
Indignance is in the distances of the styles' trifled bane
Their safety's held in numbers
Guaranteed in the face of stock
Blithely sweeping under the guises
Repelled and kept in lock
Sounds get breached and the trampled's flavored
Rushed in and the path is dusted
Taking out from the weakened states
And sliding 'round from the branch entrusted
They've got their dripping numbers
Tied up in the crusted papers
Scratching out their scabbing wounds and covering up with fragrant layers
Listening to feedback
Crouched in the grasses
Ripped from the headlines
Feeding to the masses
Circling around right back for surveillance
Watching for the big game looking for derailments
Searching on a wide frame free of devices
Bound by instinct split and splice
Corporate projects search from losing
Then sell it all off for fame
Torn from prospects split from bruising self respect from product shame
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Recalibrated Evolving
01:41
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Go go mega parcels
Slow slow the back tracking
Can't rush the no go
Pictures stopped the slow mo
Now crack the code bashing
Bits off the cache hoarding
System's been faltering
Gluttonous gorging
Switches flipped sprawling
Bogged down memory crawling
Life as lived and solving
Recalibrated evolving
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Family
01:07
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Entwined With Clover
03:11
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They walk together in the world alone
Now moving on abiding
Reliving visage of what they've known
It's previous faces hiding
Cinder block and steel
Entwined with clover
Harboring memories of what it now implies
Spun from its reel
The film is over
Captured in stillness
And now it thrives
Crumbling monuments gathering and spilling onto broken pavement
Clouds drop into dripping dwellings
Remnants rising from their shattered enslavement
Scratching, clawing, and rebelling
Glass and rock
Left dull and faded
Covered up by tendrils
And splitting along its seams
Casting lots
The culling bladed
Time's evaded
And passing as it streams
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Our Friends
01:31
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Our friends've got rocks and bottles
Our other friend's just trying to breathe
Our friends've been trying to run
The other one's got plenty to grieve
Our friends've got gold in the mountain
Those boulders still blocking the gate
Never one then none for more
More than imploring that lock to break
Our friends've been burning friendly
Idyllic and broken alive
Thrown down through the past it's empty
Our friends are just trying to survive
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Way up on that foggy mountain
Over top clouds seem to glide
There's a big ol' valley that runs along
And down each side
Way up on that foggy mountain
Secrets are kept from prying eyes
You can still tell from the lights in the darkness
And when it meets sunrise
What the weather may hide
And the veil may slide
Way up on that foggy mountain
There's a charge that fills the air
It always feels like something's bound to happen
It's just when and where
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11. |
The Healing Song
02:59
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I had a friend who tread the crumbling line
Levees break and the grounds they shake yet he moved along just fine
One day it must not have been the case and then up the mountain he climbed
To find the fire to jump start his heart to keep him from the pain and crying
I want to be your healing man I want to pull out the filth and tar
I want to slide into your dreams while travelling through the stars
I want to move those obstacles that cause you pain and scar
And sing along with the healing song that's got us all this far
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Bentframe Winchester, Virginia
Bentframe are the musical musings and DIY recording projects of Christopher Lovelace.
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