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Mortal Orbits
06:23
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On the water
sirens pulled him down
Creeping daylight
blinds the night sky
Starfield stallion
in a coal mine
Northward points to
one cold straight line
Swung out on your own
Gathered pace and ideas
Stars that regard you
Spin at your side
Those we know
come and go
Hitched to each other
and round-they-go
Close enough
sad enough
But we don’t fall like rain
Wander wider
so it comes back round
Heavens meadow
like a junkyard
Three tall angels
mischievous and blind
Sent you home once
through a car park
No song was sung
In this velvet arcade
Magnets of strangeness
Spin deep inside
All we know
The satellite
Looks down on earth
and can’t let go
Those we know
Come and go
But we don’t fall like rain
Fifty point eight one three
six six three
Minus two point forty seven
Forty seven, seven, seven, seven
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A thrill is in my hands
On a sharp bright June
my tracks traced the
hem of the sea
A path worth wandering
And never once did we
think of the time
slipping by
Peaceful day
Peaceful day
We, snakes in the grass
Drinking warm Corona
while hiding from the our
chosen enemies
Sparks under my heels
The slap-black kick of concrete
as I walk the cooling
underpass
Peaceful day
Peaceful day
Lacewing stuttering
It glitters for a while
then is blown into a
patch of open sky
Of all that I am
Of all the things I’m not
well I can gaze upon
my own free mind
Peaceful day
Peaceful day
The sky through beer-shaped glass
A star system that bubbles
in the gaze of a
thoughtful man
Hail to my best thing
You pulled me from my drifting
and trapped me in the arms
of a better life
Peaceful words are worth more
when being calm and Ernest
Less Austen-tacious
than a trip to London
Orwell that ends well
said the Wilde Victorian
The Woolf is at the door
and seems to be re-Joyce-ing.
Steel yourself away
armed with many shaking spears
We’ll lose you in the night
when we’re Poe, King in Burroughs
Fortunate wandering
along the lapping Shaw-line
Picking up Joules
from deep within the ocean
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3. |
Hurry On Sundown
05:18
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Well, hurry on sundown
See what tomorrow brings
Hurry on sundown
See what tomorrow brings
Well it may bring war
Any old thing
Well, look into your mind's eye
See what you can see
Look into your mind's eye
See what you can see
There's hundreds of people
Like you and me
Hurry on sundown
Hurry on sundown
Hurry on sundown
Hurry on sundown
Hurry on sundown
See what tomorrow brings
Hurry on sundown
See what tomorrow brings
Well it may bring war
Any old thing
Look into your mind's eye
See what you can see
Look into your mind's eye
See what you can see
There's hundreds of people
Like you and me
Hurry on sundown
Hurry on sundown
Hurry on sundown
Hurry on sundown
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4. |
God's Drone (Intro)
06:12
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Big Blue Car England, UK
Big Blue Car writes and releases musical sets which fluctuate across a number of decades and styles. Sometimes easily and sometimes with the efficiency of a fish on a bike.
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