1. |
Is It True?
03:48
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I stole a green onion from you
I never felt like writing to you
Before now
We are the kings of our own kingdom
We are the beams of our own wisdom
You know
I can read in your mind
Birds have fallen
In my open arms
As I sang
Babies are born
And then
No more agony
Is it true?
Is it true?
Is it true?
I ran away to fall asleep
Until I found the perfect creek
And I dreamed
Of all the stars watching over me
And my guitar guided me into the dark
I’d been loving the dark
Birds have fallen
In my open arms
As I sang
Babies are born
And then
No more agony
Is it true?
Is it true?
Is it true?
Birds have fallen
In my open arms
Babies are born
And then
No more agony
Is it true?
Is it true?
Is it true?
Is it true?
Is it true?
Is it true?
Is it true?
Is it true?
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2. |
Oranges and Truth
04:08
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You say I don’t like oranges
You pray that I stay renegade
But if I, but if I, but if I try
I owe you
You say a youngster’s never fair
One rain as a snake in the air
But if I, but if I, but if I cry
Embrace you
I’ll hold you
You care that I don’t seek to forget
I lay watching the dusk flood me
But if I, but if I, but if I die
Retain you
I’ll hold you
I never told you
I never told you
The truth is gonna be you
The truth is gonna be you
The truth is gonna be you
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3. |
The Hollow
04:17
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It was in the hollow of my sleeve
It fell off the cloud and danced with me
Emulate the painless, the reckless, the endless rest
It was in the hollow of my teeth
Licking all the bruises on my skin
Linger in the crossroads, the echos, the liminal low
And I
I've been searching the pieces
The living needs light
The dead needs music
It was in the hollow of my sleeve
Look at all the peaches falling free
Gravity is faintless, I lifted my crystal past
It was in the hollow of my feet
Measuring the paces of the creek
I sat under a rainbow, it felt home, no time to vault
And I
I've been meeting the pieces
The living needs light
The dead needs music
It was in the faces of the landscapes, in the faces of the landscapes
I knew It would
You were in the faces of the landscapes, in the faces of the landscapes
I knew you would
It was in the faces of the landscapes, in the faces of the landscapes
I knew it would
They were in the faces of the landscapes, in the faces of the landscapes
I knew they would
It was in the hollow of my sleeve
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4. |
Spider Lace
03:33
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You’re still on the fence somehow
I’m a funny face, am I?
Finger in my throat, I lied
Care and out of faith, revise
You are the failure I can’t overcome
Didn’t you see the green flower grow out?
I spat my magic so the birds could eat
You leave like a red sunset as I scream
Scratch your scalp with my painted nails
Won’t you tell what it is that you seek?
Spider or stranger you carry the heat
Spider or stranger you carry the heat
Spider lace’s a wish, a pride
I’m a funny face, says I
Without and out I’d lose my mind
Tell a joke you’ll laugh in time
You are the failure I can’t overcome
You push my feathers and drive me home
Illusions mature in me in my spine
Scratch your scalp with my painted nails
Spider or stranger you carry the heat
Spider or stranger you carry the heat
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5. |
Urchin Tooth
03:27
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I carry an urchin tooth
To bring me luck and proof
That I misunderstood
The world, the feelings I lose
We sat upon the dune
And I didn’t know, never thought I would
You look so silly when you laugh
I carry an urchin tooth
To bring me luck and proof
That I misunderstood
The love, the silence induced
The blue shade hid the wolf
The sea fell down swallowed me and mourned
You look so hazy when you try
Send me to fire
Before I awake
Before I lose my mind
Send me to fire
Before I awake
Before I lose my mind
Send me to fire
Before I awake
Before I lose my mind
Send me to fire
Before I awake
Before I awake
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6. |
Two Blue Snake Earrings
04:50
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Two blue snake earrings
A mother and nothing else in a café
Red fabric nailed into the ceiling
An absent hello
I chose the blue dress for you
A naked mattress on the floor
A yellow blanket on a mattress on the floor
One crack pipe two children
The Call of the North and a tiny house in Sweden
A pastel pink and blue sky
Tears in my eyes
An animal attacking, raging, craving
Remove the hair, remove the veil
Shall I die on a chest from the heat and the love?
Two naked children on a mattress on the floor
A quick hug, a quick smile
Your hard cock
I say we made love not we fucked
Two blue snake earrings falling from my ears
Two blue snake earrings on the floor
I listened to you falling asleep not believing how lucky I was to witness it
I slept in the half, dreamt of nothing, no walls this time
It was like the pastel pink and blue sky
Easy
A Christmas song on the piano
And tears in my eyes again
“I’m gonna miss you”
Not for three weeks, I meant
What if I had stayed and ‘be holding your hand in that plane?
But the man in the snowfield isn’t you
And it isn’t me
I don’t remember you wanting that lamp
I don’t remember you wanting me
An animal hides in the swaying grass
And your muscled arms hold me
Hold me
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7. |
Window
04:13
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My window
Broke and fell apart
Leaving all my scars
Homeless
My window
Changed my skin in water
I slept with all the flowers
For a while
And Winter
Was blowing at the door
Waiting at my soul
He’d just bought
Oh my window
Opened all my bones
The blood on the floor
Reminded me
Reminded me
Reminded me
Trees
Were wisdom’s mystery
In lands of Blumen fields
Dying
I could see
The coldness of the wind
The perfume of the sins
In songs of love
And the eyes
Dream of paradise
Tearing out the lines
In two
Oh my window
Flew over my heart
I wondered how to talk
It reminded me
Reminded me
Reminded me
To let you see me
It reminded me
Reminded me
How it hurts to let you see me
It reminded me
To let you see me
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Everly Lux Montreal, Québec
the remains of a poet turned to sounds
singersongwriter based in tiohtià:ke~montreal
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