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Morning (i can't wait)
03:03
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I can't wait for the morning...mourning.
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Touch the Mirror
04:39
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i just wanna show up
hit 'em with a triumph
poverty is sickness
gravel's floral spit shit
make their bodies gum
until they're all stick on
suntil we're all stick ons
i'm tried up in addition
(i'm tired of addiction)
i just wanna throw up
touch the mirror--it's perfection
always fearing our correction
touch the mirror--it's protection
from the fearing our correction
(i'm always fearing our connection in the body that I protect
every desire seems so expensive when i want it
through my own mind)
security in the pocket of
understanding
trying to behold the one you love
without demanding
i am not alone
i am not here
here...where is here? healing? where is the self?
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234234234
02:12
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Return 2 yer Roots
01:20
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The Future Doom We Dare
04:28
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believe, believe the joy controllers
create the bomb but don't expose us
never say no a great deal
the dealers' hands hand out our meals
data demands a faster pace
how strange it is that man so roam
the future doom we dare alone
how strange it is that man so roam
the future doom we dare
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Ogallala Kool-Aid
03:25
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ogallala ogallala ogallala kool-aid
we don't need no pipeline terrorizing this place
ogallala ogallala ogallala kool-aid
we banish the black snake of death capitalists crusade
in Hastings, Nebraska
red powder disaster
shames Willa Cather
into kolache days
raspberry, lemon, orange, cherry, grape
condensed decisions historically made
oh aquifer who is your buyer?
this sacred land
unfarmable sand
keystone XL
will burn in hell
endangering all generations of life
water is holy
ancient and soaking
peace for all water protectors tonight
without water there'd be no kool-aid
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Crater! Creator! Crater!
04:14
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crater! crater! authority's magic
like American history's an eraser
crater! Crater! Amazon havoc
only colonizers hire appraisers
to jeopardy leprosy, impale the moon
Blue Origin, SpaceX: I curse you
Crater! Creator! even science betrays
the brilliant minds privatizing our space
the brilliant minds that have gone to waste
researching for trust fund laughs
the moon is not a luxury
she calls forth life in you and me
Her song is never of ability
but longing for what's loving
longing for what's becoming
a longing for tidal cunning
longing for the howling
longing for the dancing
the moon is not a luxury
the moon is not your property
she's locked into earth and earth alone
crater! crater! crater! give her a bone
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water the weeds before your heart gets hardened
me and my Tea in her mom's rad garden
living the life without a strave that's stravin
if you want a dollar then you burn that carbon
video playback and a fantasy
i gotta code what's been bothering me
it feels larger than infinity
so water the weeds of before you talk to me
cause there's no such weeds by community
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Gina
03:17
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Everybody Loves 2 Cry
03:08
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Drums Underneath the Sun
04:55
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Well, Where are We?
03:44
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well, where are we
in the night of escaping?
when I plug
a simple song
I deny the darkest throb
ain't got no smile
ain't got no luck
ain't no money
I'm out the snub
I want relief
I want activity
but here in silence
my friend find me
so where--well, where are we
in this night of escaping
you may cry everyday
but I'm not ready to give away
my own word like a longing
that's never matched
by a streetlight's dawning
so I'll hold you in our sleep
protected from places we've never seen
combative personal excellence:
the human body's just an iffy thing
her city's broken solemn
all black and swallowed up
I walk without a step
never counting the distance
you may cry everyday
but I'm not ready
cause I ain't got no love
and I ain't got no money
and I never made the cut
so where are we honey?
where are we in the longest of escaping?
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Grace Devoured
03:44
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we'll plant some flowers on an archer's day
dig up the earth forms between our legs
and then the war comes immaculate
without our faith, we fail to discipline
maybe my body can give up the tooth
i know when i should leave a room
i know i should get up and gone
there's no garden before the dawn
collective ignorance is breaking
and i just want breakfast
collective ignorance is making
the world widen like a fist
i'll jump no more space for me
so that the world should last?
if i decide i do decide to leave
i will leave that up to me
the special time of grace devoured
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22. |
hey, how's it going?
00:51
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I'm over work, jerk
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24. |
losing Joshua Tree
00:57
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25. |
"Nobody?"
04:33
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26. |
Winter Rest
04:45
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Coley Mixan Seattle, Washington
ol' coley gonna build a sod house.
coley mixan is a multi-instrumentalist + visual artist creating sonic pieces that resonate on the same frequency as microwaved bananas. 🍌🍞🍰
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