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Falling asleep
on a train by the sea
on the window side
on a new moon night,
Is that the kind of nowhere you are?
In the wind, in the dust
Riding freeways in a chariot.
This is a tempest in a teacup
and no one is looking for us.
Drifting awake in an aeroplane
Crossing a dateline,
Changing our minds, changing our minds.
Changing our minds.
Is that the kind of nowhere you are?
Nowhere no one knows where to find you.
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Moonflower
03:47
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Moonflower you don't see the sun
Moonflower you don't need anyone
Oh but you're beautiful rising out of a black lake
With silver fishes and their midnight blue wakes
Moonflower you are no morning glory
You know thyself and wrote a different story
Oh, but you're something else entirely
By your own devising you set yourself free
Nobody knows but you
You're on your own time
Yes you're going to bloom
Open to the night sky
Open to the night sky
I bloom
Nobody knows but you
You're on your own time
Yes you're going to bloom
Open to the night sky
Open to the night sky
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Woman
03:20
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I wish that I were a bear in her den when the cold comes in
Get my dreaming done
Get my dreaming done
All at once
Get my dreaming done
I wish that I were a blanket when the cold comes in
I'd cover you and carry you through the dark
I'd cover you and carry you through the dark
What I could be is a woman
What I would be is a woman
I wish that I were a monarch butterfly when the cold arrives
My wings would carry me to the sun
I could go back to where I came from
I wish that I were a red torch
I wish that I were a white horse
You could take me in either hand
You'd become a revolutionary man
What I could be is a woman
What I can be is a woman
What I can be is a woman
What I can be is a woman
I wish that I were a bear in her den
Get my dreaming done
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Hard Season
03:14
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Here comes the king
The king of golden boy city
Moving like a dancer through the scene
His heart is a legend, but his eye is a deadened
Winter got the best of him again
Ooo it's a hard hard season
Ooo for the living
Ooo it's a hard hard scene
Ooo
I've seen him shining like a dream
Bursting at the seams of his face
Now in the dark with not so much a spark
Bitter wind left a mark on his face
Ooo it's a hard hard season
Ooo for the living
Ooo it's a hard hard scene
Ooo
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Sketchy Symbology
05:17
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When I see it
When I see it in my dreams
I believe it
I believe in anything
In a shadow
In sketchy symbology
In a star sign
In tea leaf prophecy
I'm unsettled
I'm blowing in the breeze
And my convictions are coming in from the trees
A tree, a tree
I wish I could be the
Rooted deep, deep, deeper than I've ever been
Ah me, ah me, believing in what I see
Free to fly and wondering where I should be
When I see it
When I see it in my dreams
I believe it
I believe in anything
A tree, a tree
I wish I could be the
Rooted deep, deep, deeper than I've ever been
Ah me, ah me, believing in what I see
Free to fly and wondering where I should be
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Paisley Pattern
02:20
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Snow fell all day
Without making a sound
I stayed inside
Didn't dream going out
I've seen it like this before
Every year around now
Without even a whisper
Without the slightest sound
Everything sinks under a pure white cover
Every angle dissolves in a heap
Every field lays bare as a page in the notebook of someone with nothing to say
To say
To say
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Gone Gone
03:31
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Gone gone going on and off again
Dream desire misfiring in your head
Got got a big feeling in your chest
And you're long gone sailing off the deep end
Your song bird in her golden cage, she'd prefer the blue
You keep her tucked away then you need a talking to
Listen listen to her crying as you stare into space
Find the key set the both of you free and flying out of this place
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever keeps you sane
Whatever you hear calling your name
Strange strange feeling that change in weather
Like watching rain storms moving across the desert
So call call call off your bloodhounds
Out there hunting for something you know you've already found
Song bird over head circling in the sun
You are one of those she would never abandon
Dream dream desire loaded like a gun
Don't take your eyes off of it, don't hurt anyone
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever keeps you sane
Whatever you hear calling your name
Whatever makes you happy
Whatever keeps you sane
Whatever you hear calling your name
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That'll Do
00:55
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States Of Disintegration
02:43
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Like a snow pile melting in the blinding raw sun
Spring brings colourful states of disintegration
Time to shake off all of that winter sleep
Time to wake up into those dreams you're keeping
Tears fall like water running off the roof
And the mourning dove comes back to cry with you
Sometimes you know you're turning into someone new
But it's not easy to break through your cocoon
Cocoon
The heart breaks just like ice on a lake
No part of it can remain unchanged
When spring comes in craving transformation
When spring comes in things start their changing
Tears fall like water running off the roof
And the mourning dove comes back to cry with you
Sometimes you know you're turning into someone new
But it's not easy to break through your cocoon
Cocoon
Cocoon
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Ça Suffit
01:07
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To Be Together
05:35
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Going slowly, thinking mostly in lazy winding circles
My body is an island softly drifting into the blue
What does it all mean to you
Lay down beside me and tell the truth
Meet me in the silence breathing beautiful absolutes
What do we know about right and wrong
What do we know about the ways of the weather
I don't know much about where I belong
But I know it feels good to be together
Good to be together
Good to be together
What do we know about right and wrong
What do we know about the ways of the weather
I don't know much about where I belong
But I know it feels good to be together
What do we know about right and wrong
What do we know about the ways of the weather
I don't know much about where I belong
But I know it feels good to be together
Good to be together
Good to be together
Good to be together
Good to be together
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Italo Calvino
02:51
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With only a few words
He can open a window
In my mind where I was blind before
On a piece of paper
Or invisibly on air
Where I felt but couldn't find something there
Without even knowing my first name
Without ever having met before
He knows my soul and knocks sweetly on the door
With only a few words in a row
With a simple symbol
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Slow Spirit Winnipeg, Manitoba
“It’s a heart expanding feeling. It sounds like healing. It sounds like glittering magic potions and deep breaths and real joy.” -Cups N’ Cakes
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