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The Conjurer's Thread
04:24
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Hoisted high now,
they’re waiting for you to come down
What’s good is gone
and gone is what they long to be
No compliments
for the broken instruments
A scream is heard
and herded toward the back is she
In the top stall
a butcher starts a brawl
And thrown is he
toppling from the balcony
At the house’s mercy
the conjurer’s thread grows bare
Call for the understudy
have you seen him anywhere?
At the house’s mercy
not one step ahead
Call for the confederates
at least they know they’re misled
Let them stare through
no impromptu
What did they pay for?
What did they stay for?
Let them burn through
there’s no trick to undo
What did they pay for?
What did they stay for?
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Everyday Sigils
04:16
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I’m casting signs for you.
Believe me, I tried all the tricks in the booking
and nothing else is due.
I’m acting out for you
I’ve picked up the tic of the extra in passing
and now the past is staged too.
I’m watching out for you.
Out of the corner of my eye the mirror was glancing, are those reflections coming through?
Everyday my symbols tremble
My burnt intentions I’ve tossed to the air
But in every way my meanings crumble
I’m stuck at the border, nothing to declare.
I lay in wait for you.
Hunched down in the seat, I fell into trancing and now I missed the queue
I’m losing track of you
I can’t hear the words I thought you were asking. In ringing ears a circle grew
Everyday my symbols tremble
The words they twist like the braids in your hair
But in every way my meanings crumble
Was there ever a chance that you would care?
I’ve read all about ships in passing
But all along I’ve been signaling to the air.
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My brain’s laced and ready to go
The lost Mind is already in stow
I’ve been broadcasting in Mclear
hoping that Contact is near
It was Arbitrary’s survey
when I was born and then betrayed
I’ve been broadcasting in Mclear
hoping that Contact is near
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All Basty
02:58
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Once again, villagers are shuttering
Crops have failed, children are vanishing
Led astray, seeking more suffering
Apples grow too, in my garden,
you need only to come and see.
No, I won’t beg your pardon,
you’re the one who exiled me.
Do expect sons to be fantasizing
Scholars weep, there’s no end to the dramatizing
Wives, they curse me for you’re desiring
As time begins to harden,
you forgot who touched the tree
From the things I’ve seen written,
you’d think it must be me
All of you, basty, Al Basty!
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Strings of Bad Luck
04:51
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So, you’ve lost all your heroes?
It’s time to take it on the chin.
There’s no relief from the headline.
There’s no thickening your skin.
Our strings of luck have been tangled.
When pearls are off, the swine come in.
They’ll make you wish you had bothered
to stash your papers in the tin.
The one that you kept by the fence post,
forever playing guardian.
It’s a bitter pill to swallow,
bitter still when swallowed again.
Our strings of luck have been tangled.
When pearls are off the swine come in.
It does not help but to mention,
at best it’s just a spoiled win.
They’ll make you wish you had bothered
to remember how before had been.
Restring our luck again, restring. We string our luck again, restring.
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Star Filter
03:20
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Before
we lose the light and
have to return to
the photograph of where we started
Reassure
me that you’ll wear
that metal shirt
you wore when you departed
Filter the stars
their light’s too late for us
It’s where we are
not the witness
Filter the stars
their light is dead and gone
It’s not what we wish
it’s what we settle on
Dreams
we had back in school
they’re growing dimmer now
betrayed, off and carted
Remind
me of the story you told
about the roaring ships
that made the sky again uncharted
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RSI Labeling Act
03:00
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You’re playing this song now, what does that say?
Endorsement of the obscure or 48kHz?
The mix is too noisy, there’s too much delay.
Does it mean what it was or what you want it to be? Let’s agree that it is so there’s something to see. Now what was the difference between what was shown, the things in our heads, and what can be known?
What have I sold you? What commodity?
Microtransactions of culture debris?
Or is it the exchange and the chance to agree?
I don’t know myself, so how could you know me?
Does it mean what it is or is it the other way?
Let’s agree that it is so there’s something to say.
Speaking in riddles and some concepts on loan,
then why bother sharing this blood from a stone?
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Abandoner
04:39
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Release the ballast!
Reason’s gone, the way, I shall list:
Now there’s nothing here,
no way to sort the tether from the sphere
And the deck is stacked
against the day and those it contracts
Out here we’ll melt,
no sun to care about where we’ve knelt
Do this for me once before I go and lose my confidence
Do this another time
I’m the abandoner, guilty of the crime
Do this, I’m begging you
You’ll wave goodbye, I’ll forget them too
Once more I’ll ask you this,
What chains the chains hanging from your wrists?
I don’t want to stay and make it better
You won’t see me here or hereafter
I’ll flee from spring and head to winter
Abandon, Abandoner.
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We are planning to break in this week
while legal bores the red team to sleep
Gapped off, tails up, we are ready for the shriek!
Will you please tell us what you find
while scraping the depths for a sign?
What monsters to root and disable
while sitting at the rainbow table?
Your handle will be etched in the lore
while I got traced dropping off of Tor
I think I hear the windbreakers at my front door
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The Outer Loop
04:23
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Round and round the city of dead dreams
Encased in glass and steel and bright head beams
All now is stopped. There’s a wreck ahead it seems.
I remember throwing my key.
Off to follow Aomame.
Cut the engine and I will flee.
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The Earthly Frames Maryland
The Earthly Frames is recording artist Gabriel Walsh. He's currently in process of creating The Rainbow Table, a nine album series corresponding to ROYGBIV (with black and white). The latest album is blue: Taped Over coming in April of 2023.
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