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Minack Theatre
05:00
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Minack Theatre
All this, all finery, all fade in time.
The stage remains, acts continue,
time crashes its wings.
All this, all finery, all fey will play out.
Nature weighs reward with task,
waves still wreck thrones.
Cut cold stone with a warm heart,
replenish seas with a tear.
Force of will, act of love.
All this, all finery, force of will, act of love.
Our bodies' costume jewellery.
Ocean-kiss her sweet lines.
Cut cold stone with a warm heart,
replenish seas with a tear.
Force of will, act of love.
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Barleycorn
04:51
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Barleycorn
His feet, the lilies stoop
to weave a path before him.
His knees, the briar buckles to the ground,
to weave a path before him.
The trees bend to his will.
the stars draw their thick black cloak around him.
His thighs, the husks rub,
the corn to rise before him.
His chest, the barley reaches for the sun,
the corn to rise before him.
The trees bend to his will.
The stars draw their thick black cloak around him.
His head, the Harvest Moon,
Beckons his slaughter.
His head, the seed drops at his feet.
The seed drops at his feet.
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Oh Yes, there Will be Blood
Oh yes, there will be blood.
Oh yes, there will be blood.
Oh yes, there will be blood.
Oh yes, there will be blood.
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Loki Rides Again
04:53
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Loki Rides Again
Before the end of days,
Loki will ride
at the Ragnarok,
Naglfar will sail again.
‘Til the end of time, Loki rides again.
‘Til the end of time, Loki rides again.
Father of the wolf,
mother of the whirled,
Embla from the embers,
his blood spewed Ask.
Lies have their cost,
but the Gods they have lost.
‘Til the end of time, Loki rides again.
‘Til the end of time, Loki rides again.
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5. |
Ignore The Apocalypse
05:37
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Ignore the Apocalypse
I will ignore the apocalypse you play out in my mind.
I will discount the cut-price doomsday
you prep, you enable in my soul.
Emblem a grasping hand,
icon a barren land but
heart trumps hate.
Your face itself is cause enough.
Pig-pin-prick eyes, cheap chancer lies
in fear’s dirty void.
A cugana in our stable.
Comical, self-serving, loathsome,
hate’s toxic spore.
Being human binds us,
being smart will guide us –
A better nature will endure.
Being decent ties us,
speaking out will find us –
A better nature will endure.
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Floating
05:47
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Floating
He was lying in the road, pointing.
To the party up ahead, a shaky mpeg in the road showing as a modern Holbein of our own: The Driver.
He was lying in the road, over-shadowed.
He was floating in the ether.
He was floating down the road.
We were driving down the road, just chatting.
The driver got out his mobile phone, pointing.
He was lying on the road, bleeding.
He became a passing text that buzzed across the party's phones and lips, trembling.
He was floating in the ether.
He was floating down the road.
He was floating in the ether.
He was floating down the road.
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Build You a Song
05:18
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Build You a Song
Build you a song
from star, wood, brick, firmament.
Build you a song
from moon, paper, string and sleep.
From star, wood, brick, firmament.
Pluck you a mood
from gathered early empty streets.
Find you a tune
for poppies broken in the wind.
From star, wood, brick, firmament.
Give a heartbeat
to love that can always live again.
It built me a song
from star, wood, brick, firmament.
From star, wood, brick, firmament.
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Anubis
04:03
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Anubis
My final currency of poor exchange.
My balance or my stance.
My actions or reticence?
Ignorance to compensate?
Or a refund for the wise?
Intolerance to gravitate?
Or hate blind be drawn in kind?
In the end, with darkness won,
close the day, set the sun.
Contract accounts and draw the pay,
to settle the scores all weights are weighed.
Or settle nothing and render terms
subtractions that are left to worms?
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Peterson's Seat
06:15
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Peterson’s Seat
Peterson told me when the stamping stops
the cogs will snag the sky will catch and halt,
our clock will stick,
and rattle-shut music die.
Peterson told me of the silence of drips
and the ravage of weeds,
round his lonely seat machinery of green
ratchets its need.
Peterson told me the hum would stop, but it did not.
The cogs still flourish, rattle and shuttle.
The clock still stuck
the hum beneath my feet.
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