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Freedom Reel
04:55
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FREEDOM REEL . i make my song for silence, for noise, for dreams, for you n me/my eyes are clear for what i see/for my dance, for my dream/faster puzzles spin the games/the child’s games, the dazzling/spinning, chiming, unraveling the childhood reverie/in child’s time i saw then . i danced the freedom reel . i danced a freedom reel . a lure magnetic speaks and sketches more to me, a mesh of joy/brings more to me in silence then, in dreams, in you, in me/my eyes are clear for my dance/i made my song for silence/a freedom unravels me/a dance of joy is mine then/i dance the freedom reel . i dance into a freedom reel .
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Willow Wands
04:56
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WILLOW WANDS . & after that gathering/that meeting of them all/you were left puzzling puzzling puzzling/with splintered impressions/of disparate talk/you, you were left, after it all . as the figures departed/to uncalmed, musty air/you – you sense something amiss somewhere/in hurried departure, in evasive quiet/you were left unneeded tonight/for you were but their babe in arms/& you were only listening puzzling listening/you were only lessening there - you were left somewhere/nowhere . you found you were left, after all – unneeded, unsure … estranged to it all: yes, after they’d gone nothing’s the same anymore .
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SPIKES/LIVING WORLD OF SCIENCE . i ran in and out/i ran in & out/in a roundabout/& i play the ground/i look to my hands/i look to the song/inner game-time/internal past time song - inner playground, in a past times song/& i hear another song/claiming me & weaving long/& it sings a summer song of life, my life/& it has symmetry/its caught me up & being me/a becalming simplicity/to run alive: in & out & in & out the song/in & out & in & out the song i run . this song is simplicity/all caught up & changing me/growing in & then leading me – a spike - i rise up to emerge & then onward, & then on again/& i hear simplicity/& i climb/i climb - in & out the song/in & out i run .
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SEVEN GLASS MARBLES, ORIGAMI . & in the glass i marvel/the room is warm/with sleepy thought/& morning stirs/& seven candles shake & sparkle/quick & gold in flames i’ve known - the room is warm/& i am not cold/& i am drawn/the dream comes, without a thought … the shapes, the lines colliding/the patterns turn in circles/circles wide/& sunmotes dance on - the sun motes dance upon them/the pure sun rides their writing … letters form & i’m drawn away . the room is warm, inviting my sleepy thoughts - for morning starts over/& frames of light play - flames of light exciting/dawning walls are writing /dawning warm arising – to light my face/to wake to change/& i am gladdened, without a thought/& i am born – the picture’s drawn .
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SUNSET GUN & I WANT TO RUN . sunset sun/& they’d have me undone/they’d have me fallen/sunset gun - n i’m barely being born – they’d have me fallen/sunset gun – like the cold blood i run to not be fallen/sunset sun, its not my game – it’s not my calling/sunset sun n i’m waiting to run from that fallen day/sunset gun – all the sky like a drum played that fallen day/sunset gun & i’m waiting to run . i run to back of the world – i turn my back to that world . sunset’d be dead before i’ve begun n i’m barely born/sunset spawn in a dying fire done – when i’ve hardly begun/sunset burn & thread my life & weave it all over sunset dead & turn the tapestry red & set to stolen stone/sunset gun - & i’m waiting to run . it’d stick me in the back, I feel sure – it’d stab my back n leave me fallen . i’m waiting to run - i’m not their world – i’m running to the back of this world . sunset gun/i’m waiting to run .
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Hilversum
04:55
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HILVERSUM . ghost hand plays the sound the steel/who awoke, who moves - the light revealed music - clinging ringing band i hear - radio crackling in & out, fading in peals …/music - seize my soul/silverslick moonglow – warmlove - love i know . static cross the room, cross the year: yellow flickering gloom - it disappears/voices - song - the notes ring clear /singing - visionary – real as tears: music seize my soul/silverslick moonglow warmglow warmlove/love . ghost hand plays the sound/steel .
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Picture Fix/Third
02:34
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martyn bates: e-guitar/whistle/sea sounds/night window/bowed cymbals/robot/rain/percussion/mute/acoustic guitar .
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HOW WILL YOU KNOW WHEN TOMORROW COMES? . how will you know/& how will you know when tomorrow comes? - ah sing me the summer thru . i’ll not sing for thee, or wait for thee – & all yr summer thru . how shall you know when that morrow comes – my love is the rain, my love’s the sun – you can keep your summer thru . i’ll give to you the charm of charms – if you sing me the summer thru . i’ll not give, & i’ll not bow – for all yr summer thru . i’ll give to you the jewels so rare, i’ll give you treasures too – my jewels are the stars & the moon beside – for all yr summer thru . yr heart is dead, & i cannot dance for all of my summer thru - so it’s now i’ll take you, & now i’ll make you dance all my summer thru .
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Summer, Cat's Cradle
03:22
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SUMMER, CAT’S CRADLE . cat’s cradle/a simple game is all/we thread into this/we weave/we grow/two hands straying in/close & safe within – closing closer, all the more to know/who are you, anew & who will you become?/yr thoughts are new, for you/for you are every one/everyone . cat’s cradle - it knots & writhes again/& you will know & value all it has shown . sumer is a-coming in & i hear it in the drumming of the sun - i know, i know, i know/hammering & pounding – in the sounding of the sun – i know, i know, i know . cat’s cradle is a simple game, that’s all … two hands weaving/closed & safe in it all .
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