1. |
making of sound
02:18
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I can not believe in the making of the sound
I can not believe in the making of the sound
I, on the steps of the door I’ve been waiting a while.
Waiting for the sound to happen to knock the barriers down.
Out in the sea the kids are waiting for knockout
I can not believe in the making of the sound
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2. |
for you
02:20
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Look at my occasion
You have fought for this
It’s true
I am obligated
To only fight for you
For you
Nothing as insatiable
It can be a phase
for you
As for communication
Going to seek it out
For you
Gotta find the patience
To get this feeling through
The way we used to move among
the looms
I’ve been to the station
The weatherman tells me,
The sun it shines for you
For you
For you
For you
For you
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3. |
estrella (acoustic)
02:28
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Long before the bayou
Underneath the stars
Farmer’s daughter held a falcon splayed
The news had traveled from far
Raise your head estrella
Leave me on the rocks
As the gentle son exclaimed
Don’t let your breath
Hit the back wall of the Knox box
Release my hand estrella
Our paradox got lost
In the field there’s a concrete spring
Don’t let your breast
Hit the back wall of the Knox box
Calculations set desires
Tiny fingers bending diamonds
Calculations set designs
Fatty fingers folding diamonds
Oh what a magical life in a sky
Another magical flight
Oh what a magical night in the sky
Oh what a magical life
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4. |
an exercise
03:10
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5. |
two green monks
00:40
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6. |
an instance
03:33
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7. |
mia (demo)
02:44
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Mia
i’ll take vacation on the days
where you are Mia
it’s never gonna be the same
things will always stay this way
oh oh oh
tropic coast all it does is give me ideas
of never ever ending love,
i could never give enough of you
Mia Mia Mira Mia Mia Mira Mia
and if this day takes away from you Mia
make emotions with your hands
we don’t need to understand, at all
when the people talk, please hold my mirror
the lips were never meant to part oh how it breaks my elemental heart
(these palpitations Mia,
don’t mean to create fear,
I am burning backwards
to the golden years)
can this liquid be uncrucified ?
a candle leaning toward the fire
my thoughts can never be purified
your hand peels a clementine
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8. |
exhibition extended
04:26
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9. |
discordance
01:40
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10. |
music for Lynda
02:05
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the leaners Santa Ana, California
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