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They Wake
04:11
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You may seek the wind among the reeds
You may give the girls the love they need
The love they need is gold, the love is never doomed
The love they want is gilded with a lavish gloom
They wake, they marry and they cry
They wake to hear stories when they die
Stories told with joy, stories often true
Stories when their cleverness was calling you
Pay no heed to the tenor of the times
I will destroy the wisdom of the wise
I will destroy the wisdom of the wise
I will destroy the wisdom of the wise
They say that the lights were left on until dawn
They wake beneath the slanting sun
They wake without telling anyone
About the winter seeds, the songs too hard to sing
The pleasures wide awake in nearly everything
Pay no heed to the tenor of the times
I will destroy the wisdom of the wise
I will destroy the wisdom of the wise
I will destroy the wisdom of the wise
They say that the lights were left on until dawn
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2. |
Let Me Be Your Bride
03:00
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3. |
Every Revelry
02:36
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Make your enemies, make them fast
Grow your poisonous trees to last
Spread your doom about the room
Give your dirge a place to bloom
All your venomous, vicious prayers
Won’t bring reckoning anywhere
Not at the abbey, not with the wives
Not at the fugue state of our lives
And in time we both will come to feel ashamed
Of every revelry we felt compelled to claim
When we were young, we couldn’t wait
To take our turn and savage our fate
I brace myself whenever we seem
To share our shade and drink the same dream
I am gentle because I’m strong
And you are wicked because you’re wrong
Wrong about beauty, wrong about hell
Wrong about the girls who make me well
And in time we both will come to feel ashamed
Of every revelry we felt compelled to claim
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4. |
Nine Sisters
04:50
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5. |
From Peking
02:58
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6. |
Love Comes from Centaurs
03:39
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Love comes from centaurs
Love charges in
It drains from the jewels
And the dangerous jinn
Love can grow ripe and fall from the sun
Tropically lush and easily won
And harp tones won’t find homes with me anymore
It’s time I learned what being still is for
Love comes from centaurs
Love finds a way
To quietly wake
From the whitening rays
Because you found me rare, we were withering
And because you loved me more, we were withering
Because you loved me more, we were withering
I had my moments with Daphne in Saint Clare
She said she’d take me anywhere
Daphne in Saint Clare
Love comes from centaurs
Love charges in
It drains from the jewels
And the dangerous jinn
Despite the doubt and the hovering end
Baby, if you change I’m still you’re friend
But I’ll find peace, with the Vicar-General’s niece
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7. |
The Serpent Plume
02:57
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8. |
Drunk on Grudges
04:00
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9. |
The Talisman and Siobhan
07:04
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Virgin of the Birds San Francisco, California
Named after a poor English translation of a Salvador Dali painting, Virgin of the Birds treads a line between intimate, lo fi folk and the occasional grandeur of early art rock.
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