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Mandarin Song
02:40
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Grow with such haste
it’s a race to be known
the taste was sour
plucked from it’s place premature
My face winced – it was bitter
I said too much to a stranger
I’ve said too much
now some strange man knows my thoughts
I bought a plant, it was dying
Said ‘for Pete’s sake, are you thirsty?
Will you ever know just what you’ve meant to me?’
There’s no going back once you’ve felt a love like that
But when you die you’ll be born again
Scream at the midwives to help you there
It’s not straight like a piece of string
It’s round like a mandarin
When you die you’ll be born again
Since I was a child I’ve known my children
It’s not smooth like a glass of milk
There are craters like a mandarin
When you die you’ll be born again
The only sense is equilibrium
There’s no answer like a grade school test
It’s beguiling like a raven
There are layers like a mandarin.
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Zeitgeist
04:16
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Zeitgeist of our lives
It’s history’s birthright
Meaning on your tongue
Like a lunch break suicide jump.
Jump on - bandwagon’s leaving town
You subdued all that touched your hands
And you wrote the book on good relations
And you funded empty conversations.
Open the door- what do you see?
Why don’t you just ask me instead?
I wrote the book on seasons changing.
Sea life that’s thankful for the arc
The sultry state of summers march
The trees grew legs and fled the park.
I have an adjective and verb for every scene
Sum up existence in one line: we are changing.
And you are staying put.
You float as high as that satellite that read our minds.
Convoluted spite.
Serpentine and polite.
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Kingdoms
03:45
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Oh an anchor was built from the cells of my skin
If I could just reach out and touch it.
And a game we would play at the end of the day
The kingdoms would crash down before us
The rubble swept up before dinner.
I’d appear clad in soot like an old soldiers boot
I’d sneer and I’d suffer my sentence
Soft whispers beneath sheets
About structures so sovereign built when I’d finally outgrown my mother
But now my foot can’t squeeze into her slipper.
No little light bulb to be refit
‘Cause no little wick was left unlit
When I told you not to be afraid I referred to the shadows in caves
When the weak and domestic run away.
Oh a compass composed of the bones in my toes
Pray I could just know where I’m going.
And this routine gets played over day after day
My hands now resemble sandpaper
My spirit as poor as a beggar.
No little light bulb to be refit
‘Cause no little wick was left unlit
On the day she did not return home
You left a message on my telephone
Said ‘Oh look at all the bad things I’ve done’
And I trembled like gelatin
And I whimpered as though I’d been branded.
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