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Shatterstar
03:58
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”Guamnek nangarngaunga
Kwak’gkegka kwersuutegken
A feeble fellow fell to earth
Up in Arula’aq Creek
Born a star, he shattered hard
On the frozen winter world
Ten thousand creatures came
To reap the steaming shards
I got a feeling, no use to fake it:
One in a million stars is not gonna make it
It ain’t so easy
To spend your life hanging in the sky
Just think about the thrill
Falling fast and far
Drawing an arc to daze all eyes
Burning far brighter than those left behind
Don’t mind the maiming fall
There ain’t a greater woe
Than being born a man mundane
Nowhere to flee
Nowhere to fall away
Ain’t a place a man can ever fall away
Ain’t a place for a faller
Passing by, I picked a piece
Stiff and warm and steaming still
Thought about the other ones
In the bellies of small beasts
’To be like them’, I thought,
’To be part of the chain!’
I got a feeling, it’s slowly waking:
This hunk of fretting flesh is done with the faking
With empty spaces
And dangling down here
Far from my life
I’m going up the creek
I’m shedding off my speech
This one’s the last I’m living in
Look for my pieces in the wolverine’s eyes
Pieces in the wolverine’s eyes
Peace is in the wolverine’s eyes”
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Moondog Rag
03:47
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I wonder if you
Ever in the sixties
Got stoned* while listening to old Moondog
And nodded your head
Did you see the Indian man
Beating on the brown tam-tam?
So you can understand the making of
The viking of Manhattan
I will never fly to the moon
Not, at least, without you
And did his old man in the moon
Ever look to the Earth behind his back
Did he see his son go down in bloom
While he played the Moondog rag
Less than stratosphere won’t do
Not, at least, without you
I wonder if you
Ever bought the second verse
Stars could maybe cure my blues
But they won’t, without you
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Took off at dawn, heavy habūb
Followed shoreline to Tadjoura
Turned due east at noon, steered out at sea
Spanish schooners sailing west
They must be out there somewhere
Two days since last sight of dry land
No trade ships here, look for black flags
Sighted ship at six o’clock
These ones I know from before
Diving down to loot
Om krīṃ Kālikaye namaḥ
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Low-Water Mark
02:59
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I will tell you all I know
Standing shackled, good to go
Waiting for the ocean’s roar
For the silence down below
And I will not live to see another day
The new moon will bring the tide,
Wash me away
I’ll tell you all my secrets
I won’t lie about my past
Take me hand
Before ye tide wash us away
Sailing sea or sailing air
The captain has to play it fair
You are one of all my crew
But one that I would’ve liked to
Care of
And we will not live to see another day
The new moon will raise the tide
Wash us away
Savouring these seconds
We are waiting hand in hand
For the spring tide,
Till she come
Wash us away
For one hundred thousand days
Trying to weather the Table Bay
And all this time that came to pass
I could have loved you –
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From – –
I will shoot you dead, Gaspard Oil
I will follow you around for – –
& you will sense me coming
You don’t & you won’t know who I am
& you can’t avoid it
I will shoot you dead, Gaspard Oil
I know where you will stay
& why – –
I sense you from the reeking smell of flight petrol f – –
See, I am like a wolf – –
& I am coming for you
I promise
I will shoot you dead, Gaspard Oil
– – shoot you dead, Gaspard Oil
– – not like you took mine,
But with delicacy
Like a fine – – chef preparing his meal
I will shoot you dead, Gaspard Oil
& if I won’t have my way with you
Somebody else will – –
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6. |
Growth
03:17
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In the ground
Little plants are seeking the sun
Quietly
Air and light and earth become one
In the ground
Shoots are grown that stretch to the sky
Mighty trees
Fortresses a hundred feet high
In the ground
Little creatures burrow, all blind
Eating all
Leaving luscious brown earth behind
In the ground
There is only one way to go
First to earth,
Then into the vertical flow
Up the trunks of trees we will go
No thund’rous applause
We all go out with the silence of insects
But before that we celebrate
Every gasping and whining breath that we take
And no one shall memorise
Our names like the ones of the heroes
So I tell you to rejoice
In the decay and the deconstruction
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7. |
Sweet Melissa
05:17
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She doesn’t mean to be so cruel
Her heart is young and feeling blue
And I can’t stop being a fool
She’s dreaming on about her own
My mind is low and can’t go on
But still I feel a river flow
Hey!
Oh, please don’t let go
No, not of me
I don’t wanna leave
I just wanna dream
Never wanna see my big sleep
Sweet Melissa
I just wanna feel
I don’t wanna think
Don’t you wanna feel it with me,
Sweet Melissa?
I cannot see what’s on her mind
Though life is short, it’s not behind
Hope I ain’t holding her too tight
Hey!
Hope she doesn’t let go
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8. |
Rosalie
03:26
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Rosalie, what have you been hiding
I’ve been trying to find your soul
Rosalie, what have you been hiding
Inside your soul
I’ve been dying all night in a wicked dream
Falling deep into an abyss
Walking with Anubis
Talking hieroglyphs
Taking the disco floor
Oh, I try to dance, but my feet and my heart keep
Weighing too much on this wicked scale
Old lovers and enemies
Mating in weird scenes
Ka-boom, ka-ching
There’s someone on my chest
As I try my best, but my feet and my heart refuse to take wing
My brain and my toes keep on rattling like they’ve caught the same thing
I’ve been dying all night in this wicked dream
My body lies paralysed
But my mind is in overdrive
What use a mouth is when it cannae scream?
And I have to dance, but my feet and my heart keep missing their beat
My brain and my toes keep on rattling through a disease to defeat
Oh, I try to sleep, but I’m oversensating
I try to wake but it’s a night neverending
I’d love to dance, but my feet and my heart keep skipping their beat, yeah
I wanna dance
I gotta dance
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9. |
You're My Best Friend
03:25
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Every man is given moving juice
Shafts of sunlight we are free to use
But, sadly, few of us will ever choose
To soar the sky like you and I
Oh, the voice of sloth, so loud and rife
Is crying: ”Get a job, a house, a wife!”
So, above the reeking wheel of life,
We pursue a brighter view
We got a life of our own now
We got to get it out, somehow
Well, in the fumes of our engines,
Fire in the exhaust
We can just let it out, let it out
Brother, if you will, I’ll meet you there
Where there’s nothing between us and air
Where our words, as brief as birds are rare
Are blown away by rising day
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Nepaisinaq
02:12
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Steps into the bar
Stomping off the snow
Breathing out a haze
Bringing in the cold
Something strong is served
Picks himself a place
One man’s corner world
Followed by all eyes
Puffs a pipe alight
Tells a story to someone in the gloom:
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Kangchenjunga
08:12
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Did you wanna fly, wanna fly high?
Did you want to soar the skies
Like an aeroplane flies into the night sky?
Into the darkness and the stars
Once more I climb the stairs of stars carved out of ice
Pristine on the snow-lit face
Breathe in for every stride
Above and below meet
At twenty-six thousand feet
Did you wanna fly, wanna fly high?
Did you want to soar the skies
Like an aeroplane flies into the night sky?
Let’s take a trip into the wild
Void
I care not for gold nor silver, salt or grain
Nor books holy or mundane
But you, a breeze blowing hard,
Cold ashes called by the wind
A-scattered across the sky
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Gaspard Oil Sumiainen, Finland
A two-headed demon with five bodies and bi-wings of steel and cloth, Gaspard Oil sings and breathes flame the colour of the midnight sky. Named after the infamous French-Polish opium eater, adventurer and early space travel pioneer of the first half of the 20th century – Gaspard Oil the man – this Finnish band aims to capture & honour the wild spirit and demented creativity of its namesake. ... more
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