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Do you think he's got your heart tuned too fine? You don't give it any gravity, and still it orbits your mind. Unspecific to this life, what you visit on others will furnish your shrine. Always a tune to transcribe. Feel it out 'til it sounds right. Interpret that as a sign, point of fatigue suggestively reclined. Folded steel and placated silver, imposing tuning fork and Little Dipper. Crying out in correspondence with an unexplained ease of emphasis.
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My Dosha
02:57
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Are you taking shallow, rapid breaths? With your shoulders jarred up, caving in on your chest. I bet it’d be of significance. If it were preconceived, you’d seek the permission to exist. Tailor so your major cortex, in such a way you’re able to project, a distinct, definitive characteristic, like a diamond you have to have flaws to be perfect. Hold your head as if it’s strung like a puppet. Practice never putting your hands into your pockets. Pull your breath down deep below your gut, and let the essence profess into manifest. Today strewn across the firmament, was hung the sweetest most benevolent scent. It would be so beautiful if just once you could bare witness, midst mesa and crescent.
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Pomegranate Seed
04:28
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There’s a very distinctive succession, with all his natural parts still formative. And stress is so disruptive, exhausting every exception. The dormant patriot lying in his spiritual world. Point with aspiration. Diffuse his presence, and be blessed. Send a message from your father to your son. You’ll find rest with him in Heaven. Winnowing his spirit in the entrails of crimson, he won’t have the word for resuscitation. Take reverence as a woman, place your garland in God’s hands. You’re such a young coconut, bore in your womb a pomegranate, this could be something your whole life that you regret.
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One Crow
04:08
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Just as the crickets take to their bow, a roll of screeching bats approach. One crow for sorrow. I am a pathological liar though. Can you make the distinction? Insurrection such personal convictions. It’s alright to have no reaction. Sometimes it’s a good thing to be ignorant. If you could hear over the cicadas moan that day, low in the bloody meadow, Cupid’s bow and arrow clearly stole the show. I don’t have to claim what I know. Just let the thought ferment, if only for the sake of argument. Interrogate your associations. You know what they say about what could never happen.
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Love Hunt
02:49
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Some girls like to wear their friends’ dresses, show up looking like a bouquet of best wishes. Might even lay down, and cry with you a minute. But it’s all in the hunt. She’s unscathed by the act. Her statement’s polished off. She’s unscathed by the act. Yeah, it’s all in the hunt. Can’t believe I listened to ya’ chew the cud, deliberating so on and etcetera. We were on and off again as if some lightning bugs. It’s a story no one’d trust. An event to recount by myself. Don’t think I’ll lose this scent. I’ll recount it myself as entertainment. But I mourn for a close friend, and significant. You left shoes too small for anyone to fit. Must be an optical illusion in that floral print.
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Muscadine
04:18
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In the dim depths of the foaming willows, where the owls hoot and mope, went from the paycheck to the waterhole. Resonating in the foggy mirrors repose was the inflection of my lady toad. We got to maybe mile zero. Pulled at the bunch, one pale plome at a time. We played host on the mountain side. Secure in the unbroken oak, we dedicated the sacred grove, by authority of the dripping bought, and countenance of my lapis stone. There was a thin, rigid blue line, and then a thicker, bluer line. That night and every other gloam the sky would reconcile a view. Stood straddle legged in the water. Tore a path through the briar. We were jumping over bonfires. Never miss my fellas like I had the summer of the lady like sounding rivers.
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Séance Kids Charlotte, North Carolina
Séance Kids is an indie rock band composed of five long time friends, collaborating to put a progressive spin on the indie influenced style of, singer/songwriter, Tylor Richmond. Utilizing female and male vocalists, Séance Kids craft harmonies to portray a full spectrum of sound. ... more
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