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Smoke in the Mountains
03:13
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smell the smoke in the mountains
deep inhales in iron lungs
feel the struggle within
an exodus of carbon
fire it burns were surrounded
by excess and deliverance
heavy air it slows our thoughts
we enter dreams
we enter loss
the atmosphere it closes in
a bed we've made a bed we've been
making out of our own sins
of ecologic dividends
generations came and went
and left us with monuments
devoid of use devoid of sense
that linger still with arguments
the smell of smoke becomes stronger
a more imminent a danger
our collective mortal coil surges
grasping in collective urges
survival is a mutual use
a common dream a common thirst
if only we could hold on to
empathy that barrels down
smell the smoke in the mountains
our futures on the horizons
as we wait in valleys crashing down
how will we sleep?
how will we sound?
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Youre not alone in calling
out to ghosts in mourning
can the hear us?
dead name in the air
and it dissipates in our body
were haunted
loved ones lost to the living
in a world that keeps on spinning
in heartbreak
as the heart it keeps on skipping
beating broken and living
in respect
the ancestry of self is
made of more than cells its
made of memory
look in the mirror its your father
your long lost grandmother
its you ten years old
its misunderstood history
a search for identity
its a legacy
its final and forgiven
a washed hand for mending
whats to be sewn
as grief its meant for closure
to start anew
but older
its a stepping stone
as you're not alone in calling
your insides out while falling
into yourself
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3. |
Ballad of a Heartweaver
02:20
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ballad of a heart weaver's
journey into the fabric
of existence
your heartstrings weave a blanket
a quilt made out of comfort warmth
and i've become entangled
softly nestled inside of it
binded and benign
in bondage sweet gentle kind
heartstrings play this song
a quilt made of melody
its here while i am gone
i hope its warm as memory can be
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4. |
Something in my Heart
02:22
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Theres something deep inside of my heart
and it's human sized
im not sure if i should get it checked out
or whether i am fine
should i call a doctor or a therapist?
i have a growth, but it may be benign
inside my chest
is it love?
or a condition?
the jury is out but i think ill be fine in this court
cause we have been courting for a while
and were good sports
plus there's no judge, no executioner, no chopping block
just me and my own neurotic analytic beating heart
is this love?
with no tradition?
there's something deep inside of my heart
and its human sized
but it shouldn't be a concern so long as i am yours
and you are mine
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5. |
Little Boxes
02:48
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little boxes built on modern lies
ticky tacky made of modern lies
theres pink ones, green ones,
blue and yellow ones
markets full of boxes
built under the sun
and i want to check no
with explanation
i want to blow a hole through the square
we dont even own the conversation
cause what has come before has
put rainbows in a box
and the spectrum in the binary
but the box is just a cage
and i just want to climb a tree
i wanna leap of paper
dive into dimension
i want social security
to be real relations
we have rights on paper
digital friends in a digital age
we have search bar for identity
but our computer screens
are just little boxes built on modern lies
ticky tacky made of modern lies
theres good ones, bad ones just ask pandora
a box full of gifts and memoria
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6. |
Behold
03:27
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behold a baker baking bread
for a gluten free friend
good thing their flower's folly
is imitations best
behold a vegan chicken tender
upon a bbq
salted with the same salt
that's shared with me and you
behold a beer, behold a bong
who's users moderate
behold a trust, behold a song
that serves to celebrate
behold a lover that wont pretend
that lust will never end
entrusting with a heart that
loves past the bed
behold with eyes and understanding
whats beyond the ears
and this nonsense we all declare
is worth a cheer
behold a family behold their blood
which is beyond quantum
behold the folks that are around you
and see whats within them
behold the diverse realities
of who you call a friend
behold its more than the sum of its parts
that can be divided.
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7. |
Ethereality
01:56
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take it or leave it at home
experiences you've outgrown
take your will, its yours alone
a crucible of your own tone
take whats good or glean the sadness
when affect calls, you must take hold
a foggy notion, a floating lotus
who's roots stem from the ick and muck
there's beauty in the rattled stillness
a strength in calm, a strength un-fucked
when the world crumbles in your mindscape
the mortar melts into new molds
castles built on sand do crumble
emotions built on rubble stand
transience becomes your shuttle
to futures of more stable land
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8. |
Summer Heat
02:48
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drenched in the summer sun with beams from head to toe
sweat beading on my brow begin to slowly roll
theres a party in the neighborhood and a fire in the works
someones got a kiddy pool and an ice chest full of perks
the buzz of the powerlines hang upon the air
its the soundtrack to my mind and my own blank stare
the heat always makes me want to curl up on the floor
embrace my own lethargy and embrace that im a bore
dreaming disjointed dreams of fantasies of cold
in a parallel existence where im cool and in the fold
the heat feels like a cage or maybe its my skin
either way i dont feel like moving any limbs
theres a couple bands in town that i havent seen for years
and it fills me with desire to bare the heat and have a beer
but the summer makes me only thirst
for the taste of sweet water
to sit in front of fans and
sweat until i burst
despite all festivities my struggles still increase
commotion counteracts my motivation till its ceased
and somehow im content with watching my garden grow
and the slow ripening of what in spring i have sowed
but in the end its worth it to get out and bare the night
and luckily when ssun goes down i feel a bit more might
and its a good thing to get out and not let the restlessness compound
cause we only have one life to live so we must make it resound
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9. |
Flickering Light
02:48
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a cool breeze in the twilight of summer
hints at autumns calling
a wintery wind winds down
like a curtain call for last rounds
shadows move under leaves that flutter
in a dappled dance of light and shade
warmth in my hands flickers with lights dance
change in the air and the sea as it rumbles
in its perpetual wake
as the earth it tilts in space
a wild ride with grace
tides they churn so transcendental
cradling finite moments
the seasons are here and gone
like a light flickering in palm
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10. |
Hearts in the Market
03:25
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The heart of the market is labor
often invisible and sometimes blurred
scores of beating hearts struggling for life
with many holding hands to brace through the strife
life's a search to be seen
for your core unmaligned
to be valued for your heart
and its labor's true design
the innocence of love and time
labors unpaid by those who are blind
a reckoning comes for those who recognize
the systems failure with open eyes
industries are a shattering farce
streamlined production that break our hearts
for genders and services breaking molds
values flux based on what is sold
assimilation into the dominant's might
means a hearts survival, but only in short sight
but there's a path in darkness
that can be forged with a light
by understanding eachother's
worths and plights
a radical resistance
is a radical embrace
of eachother's roots
that markets erase
the heart is not blind
it helps to see
and navigate how to be free
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11. |
Persona Non Binary
03:45
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where do i set my temper
is it to semper fi?
when faith to power only betrays
my insides
my self feels divided
e plurebus unum
on a continuum
my heart is something more
than whats anatomical
its indivisible
with liberty and justice
it beats in my right hand
but it knows no allegiance
to whats beyond its own command
a plural life animated
by anima and animus
as binary eyes see something
just so anonymous
im more than a body
more than a force
merely controlled
persona non grata
persona plenus gratis
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12. |
Walls vs Arms
03:48
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a wall we have hit
lets leap for the ground
division where weve met
somehow lets get around
with will theres a way
with work we can make change
meet me at the dawn
at the summit we want torn down
we beat our heads against what we dread
against the hardness of walls
despite the softness of arms
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13. |
Carapace
02:43
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in a carapace, im waiting
my wings a liquid mess
my insides are a mass of
what is becoming yet
whats more a mind can take
is a mind beyond me
self in a shell in deep
dormancy
being and nothingness
is a womb of mine
i struggle my own muscles
to feel the will of life
as old as i am in transit
to my future self
i impart my own wisdom
into the shell i build
a spell of my own protection cast
a blanket of transformation from my past
soon i will rupture waking
made new from the old
spreading my wings and stretching
from my shell's protective hold
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14. |
More Than A Phase
03:46
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life amid change
birth to the grave
who you are
is more than a phase
time can be just such
a cage
dreams liberate
free will from fate
who you are
is beyond now
hold your dreams
till time runs out.
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Minor Cat Cottage Grove, Oregon
Currently based in Cottage Grove, Oregon Minor Cat is a DIY music project by compulsive songwriter and experimental enthusiast Mary Love.
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