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Hanalei
04:32
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HANALEI
(ALONE WITH THE REAL MAGIC DRAGON PT 2)
now we see it fall
every object and nothing at all
he has been alive for so long
that his movement
has turned into song
and heaven overloads
a little body-mind forgets its bones
the love that goes away
is not the love we enjoy today
everyone’s asleep
there’s not a single sound but a leak
pouring through my head
and the smell
is brighter than color
and vanishes hell
this secret is far too bright
like a million suns shining at night
the love that goes away
is not the love we enjoy today
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DUSTY BONES
everything I thought I was
is falling down like snowflakes
everything I thought I could trust
is leaving now before the earthquake
time erodes even the oldest stone
what becomes of us
a pile of dusty bones
rattling in the wind
together but alone
gathering no moss
and weeping all the way home
every person I have been
has vacated each and every scene
when the next me shows on up
it is never really quite enough
time erodes even the oldest stone
what becomes of us
a pile of dusty bones
rattling in the wind
together but alone
gathering no moss
and weeping all the way home
every lesson I have learned
is fuel for the fleeting fires we burn
every tear that I have shed
waters the flowers
and cleans out my head
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TIME MACHINE
universal outsider in a broken time machine
tuning in and tuning out of worlds seen and unseen
let down your guard and cease to hide
where its so dark inside
squares on one side spheres in the middle
from a round dance to a riddle
is it right here, or just too far
are you not birthed amongst the stars
this spiraled light and how it doth fly
everything rotating even the sky
a toast to the end of a gruesome epoch on this cosmic refugee rock
goodbye psychopath rulers your claws lose grip on our clock
and the lies that kept us dim
as flimsy as programmed division by skin
teeming with genius and outrageous love
the galactic prison library garden
opens its gates to above
let down your guard and cease to hide
where its so dark inside
squares on one side spheres in the middle
from a round dance to a riddle
is it right here or just too far
are you not birthed amongst the stars
this spiraled light and how it doth fly
everything rotating even the sky
universal outsider with a broken time machine
tuning in and tuning out of worlds seen and unseen
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THE PUBLISHER
cold love crashing the night
you beg for forgiveness
and to be love through the next
fight fight fight for your life
cos if you don’t you might be winding up in so much less strife
crave crave craving the whole
oh fuck all these pieces fragmented and so freezing cold
this rock now has rolled
no the brightness can’t be sold
rain rain wash it away
storm with your water and light from above make the
day day love it away
return the elements and bow down
just in good time time to grow up some more
cast off more shadows
and wake with my head on the floor
free of needing more
in an oven set to raw
that’s life, life, life for you now
that’s life, life, life for you now
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5. |
Sirian Song
05:18
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THE WORM TURNS
out of the blue
strolled an angel tall and true
the giveaway
beaches and sharks
know that the world is torn apart
by this water
what is your prayer son
and why now did you come
what is emergent
and why is it urgent
soak it up
you know that love is sacred
drink from this cup
is it wine or blood
keep looking up
you know the stars above us
are hung in your light
day and night
hullabaloo, hoop-la-la and fortitude
the giveaway hey hey hey
now the worm turns
to life in outer space
unable to save face
what is your prayer son
and why now did you come
what is emergent
and why is it urgent
soak it up
you know that love is sacred
drink from this cup
is it wine or blood
keep looking up
you know the stars above us
are hung in your light
day and night
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7. |
Red Hook
06:30
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RED HOOK
i’ve been awful careful with my mouth so far
But my training’s wearing off
In this lowrider bar
zeal is not a quality in dying men, she said
and picked up her handbag and left you for dead
several heads and bodies adorn your walls
a string of past lovers and the keys to their hearts in your drawer
sticks and stones may break my bones but God will never desert me
paging dr freud would you come down here right away
there’s a room full of artists all loveless and fey
priceless gifts and boons are coming down like rain
when we look up from the pond and love again
so clap your hands and clean your teeth and go to bed
and fly fly like a hawk right over everything you’ve ever said
look at all the poor creatures suffering the me me me
despite their fervent involvement in the new age catastrophe
i promise you I truly do that there is a great way
to sublime the gory details by means of the heart every day
come on come on and take a shot at a guy walking in the rain
he turns to look at you, in love
damn plain
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8. |
Bodies
04:45
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BODIES
bodies just keep hanging on don’t they
till that last breath is gone
myths abound in dark rooms
holy wars waged over sweet perfumes
sucking since growing in the womb baby
bodies are boot camp costumes
the best efforts of a wounded man
to hold open the door to outside
a crown in one dimension
is a shoe on the other side
bodies are transmitter-receivers my love
digging deep down in the mine
some will leap on and ride the flume honey
others will just assume
forgive the universe for its doom and gloom darlin
bodies are Lived by Whom
stepped down as a heavenly sonic boom
unto a life of feathers
and being deplumed
that magic music that makes cripples dance
is beaming in right now
so lets saunter to the dance floor
and liven up this shit show
The best efforts of a billion years
to marry circus and prison
bodies are transmitter-receivers my love
the frequency is your decision
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9. |
Iron Bird
03:38
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IRON BIRD
now that the iron bird flies
and roars in our polluted skies
now that our horses are made of steel
and motorized
now that the iron bird flies
and roars in our polluted skies
now that our horses are made of steel
and motorized
oh fire just how much do we require
to simply straighten up
water reborn as our sons and daughters
the air is waking up
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10. |
Alone By The Sea
03:44
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ALONE BY THE SEA
the water is still
the air is full
and in comes darkness softly
it’s fading away
another day
another struggle to forget you
the stillness abounds
the softest of sounds
the channel lapping at the white sand
the things that I found
walking around
have ceased to astound
this aching man
i belong to a clan
and proud as I am
there is no mortal winning
a singular hand
most holy and grand
does not control this chaos
the fish in the sea
don’t care for you or me
take a leaf from the indifference of nature
the muse visited
tampered with our heads
shut up and meditate
she said
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11. |
Motefish
04:54
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Priests and Magistrates
06:21
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PRIESTS & MAGISTRATES
cold inside
and trampling on a field
of hearts and organs
the blood spilled makes it feel
like a very productive
day in the fifth ring of hades
filled with police
and priests and magistrates
now and later
the same law does apply
turn, turn, turn now
or forget till you next cry
the birds are singing,
the space is always clear
however goes this motion
it is all You Happening here
all those who slumber
through this late late hour
invoke untold calamity
oh what a hopeless power
the birds are leaving
the court room is deserted
now that everyone’s a priest or a magistrate
judgement day is privatized and inverted
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BELOVED, LOST TO BEGIN WITH
(render of a Rainer Maria Rilke poem)
lost to begin with
never greeted
knowing not what tones most please you
try to discern now
streets I discovered
towers and towns and bridges
and unsuspected turns of the way
you are the garden
an open window
an a country house and you almost stepped out
you are the gardens
and open windows
in a country house and you almost stepped outside
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Matthew Liam Nicholson California
Matthew Liam Nicholson is a recording artist & composer from Australia, living in
California.
"reverent, expansive, magical realist folk music” - Uncut
"a clear authorial voice" - The Wire
“touches on the sublime, commands a lush panorama” - Boomkat
“ambient music can often be theoretical or medicinal; this record is both” - The Guardian
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Made this LP a few years back in Melbourne with the stupendously talented Pascal Babare and Lucy Roleff - three experimental composers trying their hands at a somewhat dancey electronic pop affair.
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