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Untitled Spaceship
06:14
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From a picture next to the bed, you smile at me.
A dust layer cover the glass so that
you are always caught in a you-sized squall.
We don’t worry about the spaceship.
We are the space, we are the ship.
We celebrate forewarnings with
tea on the crest of a wave.
When Pieces fall, they drop quickly
away from us. We struggle to watch
their arcs, and feel the beginning
of our descendants’ spacevoid eyes.
We don’t worry about the spaceship.
We are the space, we are the ship.
We celebrate forewarnings with
tea on the crest of a wave.
The last day, cloudy rainbows end in a low chemical fog.
It’s an electric position, the rudder slips.
This is how lovers end up
in places like the Tenth Nebuloid.
An involuntary breath, the appeal of endless vapor trails.
Neighbor ladies who wear housecoats,
a dirty window with a dog looking through it.
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2. |
Morning Sing Interlude
00:52
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3. |
People
05:42
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Sometimes I want to throw away this same old shit but then again I get dragged back into the thick of it. (x3)
People who continue to do what they've always done
Will continue to get what they've always gotten
Some will rise, some will fall
Some will drag you down, down
Those who are, close to us
Clutch at our well-being
Once, my brother fell
Into a well of himself
The well ran deep
From our mother and our father
Splash caused a rippling wave
To cast itself over the edge
Of my brother's flickering flame
Inside him wavering
People who continue to do what they've always done
Will continue to get what they've always gotten
The sun will set, the sun will rise
And shine itself on our intentions
We'll find each other soon,
And move along
This timeline.
Some of us are in our safety zones
Holding on to what we know: our ego
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4. |
Kitty Cat Prelude
01:11
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5. |
The Little Flowers
07:02
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in sequence shake petals, stamen.
Mother’s own Fruitlands of the mind,
a pebble labyrinth to trace. Across the river
my dreams laugh and smile.
I’m talking up a storm.
I am in your kitchen but
you don’t know where.
Hint: I am in your bread.
Wonder loves reasons,
slept through things.
Unplanned details:
dents, socks hooked
on a nail.
Generate beliefs in a hurry.
I believe in the ice cream lines
of my penmanship paper.
The thrill of the chalk in the pocket.
Happy whales and their destinations.
How well we let ourselves be trained
is only a reflection
of how much we love our master.
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7. |
Collective Bargaining
07:55
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Are you aware of Upton Sinclaire?
grievances shared, let us breathe fresh air
the ILO is now just a century old
senate seats sold, so society folds
Is it true what we've been told
by these men in their shiny blue coats?
Corporate locals trying to infiltrate
our minds' controlled
could this truly be our fate?
I don't care for the things that you choose
little to fair for, the things you do
In the right hand, you stand
can't you see where we loose?
Sing along kids, you know the part
Forget about art class it's about to get dark
If we don't stand up for our creative rights
east vs. west will clearly win this fight
Seal your lips while they pull your strings
pocket change for us corporate kings
The elite compete to defeat main street
Beyond reprimand, so now we fill grand strands
Must we end collective bargaining?
Wisconsin is the key, my friends, you see
Raise your voice in solidarity
I don't care for the things that you choose
little to fair for, the things you do
In the right hand, you stand
can't you see where we loose?
M.L.K. gave his days, paved our ways
Great lake states rue your bait,
now aim straight
do not wait,
demonstrate
reap your fate
Now
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kruzmusic Atlanta, Georgia
woodwind player, arranger, composer, educator
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