1. |
First Song
04:41
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FIRST SONG
Sensing all your mind shifts,
feeling all your tides —
can there be love enough
for every one of us
in this vision of heaven that we create
for ourselves in our blindness?
Worlds of possibilities contained in an embrace,
burning from conception to the cradle of the grave —
paradise is lost between the seconds of the clock,
like a figure in the rain that dodges every drop.
So free the albatross,
and let it fly out from your thoughts until it is lost.
Just cut the ball and chain and free yourself,
claw out of the hole.
It's not so difficult to let it alone —
untie the rope you use to hang yourself,
and absolve your soul.
Pain's a distraction,
static on your radio:
dial in your frequency,
tune back into the show.
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2. |
Interlude I
02:30
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INTERLUDE I
Stars die, but their
light goes forever:
Stars die, but their
light travels on.
Stars die, but their
light goes forever:
Stars die, but their
light travels on and on.
We're the only ones
dying for the sun to rise?
Stars die, but their
light goes forever:
Stars die, but their
light goes on —
on and on forever.
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3. |
Could You Would You
04:24
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COULD YOU WOULD YOU
If you could whet the blade,
remove the rust —
slice through the knot,
erode the stone,
dissolve into dust:
would you surrender all your
fear and hardship,
or wear it like a blanket,
cloaked in your own blood?
If you could mend the hole
and sew it shut —
or push and pull
a needle through
your own open cut,
would you? If so,
pain is all you have to lose.
Would you untether
your dead weight,
or would you stoically
carry it to your grave —
or would you let it go,
watching as it falls
so far below?
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4. |
Sub Rosa
04:52
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SUB ROSA
Best to bend with wind,
go with the flow from within —
lost bets and past regrets
are nothing less than death.
Don't you worry now,
because it's only natural —
stalking quietly,
until it owns your soul.
Come, sub rosa:
nothing but a killer's secret shadow.
Oh sub rosa:
won't you go today,
and come tomorrow?
When your life is flashing
right before your eyes,
I hope it's worth watching
all the boring times.
Hear the clock and chime
and know it's only natural —
don't be sorry,
time will always own your soul.
Come, sub rosa:
nothing but a killer's secret shadow.
Oh, sub rosa:
won't you go today,
and come tomorrow?
Oh so quietly,
ever so slyly,
never blatantly but surreptitiously:
until gracefully,
single-handedly
it owns your soul.
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5. |
Coda
02:52
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(instrumental)
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6. |
Bargaining
02:31
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(instrumental)
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7. |
Final Breath
03:35
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FINAL BREATH
Trouble —
back to the wall
with nowhere to fall.
Struggle —
time dissolves
and slows to a crawl.
Another time and place:
a harsh surrender
follows the sweet sludge of regret
that comes to steal your final breath.
Life is so fragile.
Outside in time and space,
toxic concoctions
plot and conspire to lay waste —
to undermine and devastate,
to ravage and
annihilate.
From ether, air, and earth;
water and fire from birth;
ashes to dust dispersed;
nothing then —
bubble burst.
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8. |
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POLTERGEIST
There is a poltergeist
living in my soul.
It keeps me up at night,
sweat burning cold.
It comes when least expected,
forecasting doom —
clanging its ball and chain
in my psyche's attic room.
I'll cast the salt,
and burn the sage.
I'll drive thee out —
break from your cage.
Poltergeist: why won't you go?
Leave me alone!
Sacrificed: my life and peace of mind
to pay your price.
Oh poltergeist,
hear me now
when I say,
I hereby drive thee out:
cast the salt,
burn the sage.
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9. |
Interlude II
05:24
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INTERLUDE II
A pinhole light in the distance,
to where it goes and
from where it comes in existence,
nobody knows and...
Stars die, but their light goes forever —
stars die, but their light goes on.
Descending ladder staircase,
late afternoon,
a slipped foot into deep space,
took his breath much too...
Stars die, but their light goes forever —
stars die, but their light goes on.
Stars die, but their light goes on.
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10. |
Immolation
06:57
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IMMOLATION
When your joy has fled and
left you lonely in disconsolation,
take a corkscrew; drive it into
your persistent agitation.
And say goodbye,
and let it go,
and let it bleed out from your soul until it is lost.
Just cut the ball and chain and free yourself;
claw out of the hole.
It's not so difficult to let it alone —
untie the rope you use to hang yourself,
and absolve your soul.
Life is a river,
spanning a great divide:
don't make it difficult
swimming against the tide.
When the darkness and depression
sabotage all your defenses,
secretly the apathy can
poison all your other senses.
So say goodbye,
and let it go,
and let it bleed out from your soul until it is lost.
Just cut the ball and chain and free yourself;
claw out of the hole.
It's not so difficult to let it alone —
untie the rope you use to hang yourself,
and absolve your soul.
Life is an ocean —
don't fight the undertow:
move through the vortices,
ease back into the flow.
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The Knells New York
photo credit: Scott Friedlander
The Knells are an art rock ensemble from Brooklyn, NY.
Drawing inspiration from over 1000 years of western classical music and deftly fusing it with the worlds of progressive, psychedelic, and experimental rock, their music “is a must for those seeking untamed new musical hybrids” (The Daily Beast).
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