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Young Strut
03:22
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Am I falling through the net?
Or have I found the edge and leapt?
Down into Bewilderness
Down into Bewilderness
Under eclipse I am awake
I am new and unnamed
Born not with borders, nor with shame
Free as the breeze on which I came
Not a chain around my neck
Or fear for any end
The darkness is my friend
It came in fire and I never saw it happen again
Why doesn't every good thing happen twice?
Struck me like a colt bolted out of the sky
And now I see my name in your eyes
Lay me on my side
I swear I'll make it good if you just let me survive
Someone free my hands so I can fight for my life
Sit up tired and sick
In the clearing where the moonlight was eclipsed
Punctured and vulnerable enough to admit
Some tardy wisdom like the retrospect is
That voice metastasises right through the brain
And with the bleeding and the bellyache
Sure hope a young me might step inside and say
'I like what you've done with the place'
You've got the key to the seasons
But who had the knife?
Polly my cheeks are a'bleeding
Picturesque night
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Don't you want to prove
You can do it right?
Fear the man
That gives advice
For every year
One new scar
And one old tear
Do it like they showed you
Do you remember who told you
Little tearaway, when will it stop?
You break everything you get
So you find one thing
And you preserve it
Feed
Clean
Keep
Sweet
Prove that you're learning
Do it like they showed you
Sex drive
Housewife
Caught in the cupboard with the bit on the side
Doing it like they showed you
Because that piece
Goes in that piece
Try that one on for size
And shake a little when it's over
Now are you on top?
Are things looking up?
Do you feel
Like a real
Human being
When the alarm goes off,
Soldier?
Right foot, left foot
Get to it!
Remember if you push too hard
You might just bust a nut
Drink that cup
Catch that bus
Shouldn't be that hard for you to get up
Better keep that job
Now here's your stop
Shouldn't be that hard for you to get off
"See if you don't work, you're broke" he said
So roll that dough and make that bread
Look at the legs that go into the houses
Who brings home the bread and who wears the trousers?
Put your shoulder to the wheel
And it will yield
Where there's muck there's brass, boy!
Do it like they showed you
If you keep digging
The ground will keep giving
Here's a picture for you to address
You in the pursuit of happyness
Like it's running away from you
So up your step!
Or the one thing you look for you will never possess
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Careering
02:57
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Certainly that is how some wind up one day
With a ring on one hand
And a collar
And a chain
As though morning has broken its way into your brain
After 25 years of seeing it in front of your face
You know nothing is so simple in the cold driving rain
And nothing is so subtle as the turn of an age
And you might never know it til it's a moment too late
But you weep as though you only wanted to sit in its wake
While another silhouette of indifference is lying in wait
Next time you decide to deny
Why it was you were made
You labour so hard you spend your free time sleeping
And only come alive when it gets back around to evening
And I cannot for the life of me fathom why
You'd devote such a gross commitment of your time
To get a degree that means you can stare at a screen
And make money for someone with no idea of how you used to dream
Are you listening now?
Do you know what I mean?
Or are you settling down into a six figure sleep?
Where they're holding the prize in front of you but it's always out of your reach
You're wise enough to know how much more you could be
All my friends
Careering out of control
All my friends
Are rechargeable battery hens
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Don't scratch that itch
Don't pull that thread
We can hold off the start
Of the end
Don't reminisce
Don't halt for the dead
In starts and in fits
Get back to the
Worst comes to worst
The dust just returns to dust
And it floats in the night
Like the dreamers we must be
But can't pull away too easily now
Breathe the dirt of the earth
Needs must labour for love
Not wiser but older
The days slung over your shoulder
Either you're throwing it behind you
Or you're carrying it on your back
Then it's back to it soldier
Always on the attack
Let us just make it there with at least some of us left
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Now is Not the Time
04:04
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Sit up facing a wall of bricks
And every brick another thing you never finished
Well don't you know what you want yet?
Shit! I don't want to be left behind!
I'd sure like to even think twice
I might try to contemplate
But whenever I close my eyes
I hear a voice that seems to say
'Remember you are a man
In a fleeting prime
Now is not the time!'
Two spirits in a roseate light
At the feet of a changing tide
Watch as Piraeus slips down into the water
Kairos sighs, she and the breeze seem to harmonise
'Watch out!' hear Chronos cry
In come the marauders
In come the orders
Out with the old order
Shit! I don't want to be left behind!
I swear, they're all trying to beat me down
'Greater men have risen up in harder times than now
and who was it said "A man with a why can deal with almost any how"
So get yourself up!'
'Remember you are a man
In a fleeting prime
Now is not the time!'
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Kairos
04:32
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Walk with me now
In anamnesis
You are the victory chant
Inside of greying lips
And that which has held you trapped
Frozen in amber air
Waiting to loose the grip
Has come to take you there
Beyond the garden wall
Beyond that painted veil
Light on the marble water
Let down the weary sail
Kairos' scarlet coat
With eyes to see it clearly
Boundless its efflorescing
Let it encompass thee
Sit with me now
In esthesis
All matter and feeling's a kind of fever
It's heavy now
Now you can see it leaving
And you can try to retrieve it
Or let it lead you
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