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the seashore
04:07
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The shells scatter like stars at our feet
Dancing, dancing along the ocean floor
The tide swells like my heart in my chest
Spilling, spilling onto the seashore, seashore
Delicate as glass
We peer through the surface
To find what lies beneath
Delicate as glass
We peer through the surface
Let it surface
The sky puts in perspective our size
Shielding, shielding us from wandering eyes
The waves synchronize their breathing, breathing
With the heaving of our bodies, bodies
Reflections play on the ripples
Little secrets, little rhythms
Reflections play on the ripples
Little secrets, little rhythms
Of the sea approaching the sand
We dip our hands in
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2. |
speed it up (now)
04:13
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I can’t take what you say to me
Turn it, turn it away
Oh you got me feelin, feelin weak
Don’t lead my heart astray
Cause there’s so much that I’d like to do
Maybe, maybe with you
So tell me that you’ll be true
Whoa
Speed it up now, bring it up to tempo
Start to dance, let’s start to dance
Hearts intermingle waiting for the chance
To dance, dance, dance
We’re stepping up the pace
Don’t be, don’t be afraid
There’s no time now for mistakes
Don’t let the moment fade
I feel it in my lungs
You’re taking away my breath
My heart is going thump thump
In, inside my chest
Speed it up now, bring it up to tempo
Start to dance, let’s start to dance
Hearts intermingle waiting for the chance
To dance, dance, dance
I feel it in my lungs
You’re taking away my breath I feel it in my lungs
Oh Oh Oh
I feel it, I feel it
I feel it, Oh
I feel it, I feel it
I feel it, Oh
I feel it in my lungs
You’re taking away my breath
My heart is going thump thump
In, inside my chest
Speed it up now, bring it up to tempo
Start to dance, let’s start to dance
Hearts intermingle waiting for the chance
To dance, dance, dance
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3. |
nestling
03:57
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Baby birds must learn to fly
It's not up to us to question why
It will swallow you whole and leave you desperate
If you can't understand, you can't digest it
It's the calling of a bird to learn to fly
To take that first stride
Nestling into my arms
You were far gone, you were far gone
Nestling no longer
When you leap into my yard, into my yard
There are signs that tell of dying
Plenty of signs
I'll disclose your forewarning
If you'll share the dream you dreamt last night
It's the calling of a bird to learn to fly
To take that first stride
Nestling into my arms
You were far gone, you were far gone
Nestling no longer
When you leap into my yard, into my yard
I'll place a nest of leaves and twigs
To sit upon your curly crown
So all the little birds that flit
To and fro, to and fro
Will know where to find fertile ground
But please my dear, if love you do
Brush away those chirping flocks
And find that there is room for two
Within your present weave of locks
Nestling into my arms
You were far gone, you were far gone
Nestling no longer
When you leap into my yard, into my yard
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4. |
the only thing left
04:05
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Not too long ago I lost my bearings
The swiftest compass couldn’t set me straight
All I wanted was to know that darkness could be visible
I trained my eyes but still the black remains
Oh, oh, oooo
When your mind shuts down
Then your body shuts down
And the only thing left, the only thing left
When your mind shuts down
Then your body shuts down
And the only thing left, the only thing left
Is your broken bones and the coldest stone at your head
All too often I’ve found love is fleeting
I’ve watched it walk away step by step
All you have is all you’ve got and what you’ve got I wouldn’t want
I’ll take my chances by myself instead
Oh, oh, oooo
When your mind shuts down
Then your body shuts down
And the only thing left, the only thing left
When your mind shuts down
Then your body shuts down
And the only thing left, the only thing left
Is your broken bones and the coldest stone at your head
It is desolate when you wake up imprisoned
It is desolate when you can’t wake up
It is desolate when you wake up imprisoned
It is desolate when you can’t wake up
When your mind shuts down
Then your body shuts down
And the only thing left, the only thing left
When your mind shuts down
Then your body shuts down
And the only thing left, the only thing left
Is your broken bones and the coldest stone at your head
Oh, oh, oooo
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5. |
nomads
04:14
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Modern marvels build communication
But rocket science ain’t for everyone
Bending circuits into clever verses
Hold onto yourself because we’re lifting off
We’ll put on our shoes and we’ll tie them too
To go
To go
We build our homes
Then we leave them oh
To go
To go
Modern marvels will be ancient history
Read in textbooks, third-hand memories
I never was a fan of narratives
I didn’t understand, but I still gave it a chance
We’ll put on our shoes and we’ll tie them too
To go
To go
We build our homes
Then we leave them oh
To go
To go
We are roaming nomads
Looking for better, trying the unknown
We leave our homelands
Til we’re satisfied we can search no more
We’ll put on our shoes and we’ll tie them too
To go
To go
To go
To go
To go
To go home
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6. |
priceless measuring
04:32
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Hush, hush
Baby don’t cry
I’d crawl around legless
Before leaving you behind
Trust, trust
The truth you can’t hide
Not even my arms can hold
The weight of your pride
On the soft banks
Of your god-given flesh
I found something
Priceless
On the soft banks
Of your god-given flesh
I found something
Priceless, priceless
Ain’t no good
Trying to make amends
With a fistful of needles
But not one spool of thread
Ain’t no good
Trying to make amends, oh
Hush, hush
Baby don’t try
To fool me with attempts
At saying goodbye
I can’t trust, trust
That look in your eyes
It’s not nice to play games
With somebody’s life
On the soft banks
Of your god-given flesh
I found something
Priceless
On the soft banks
Of your god-given flesh
I found something
Priceless, priceless
Spurts and bits
Of panicked fits
This distance is liftless
And shiftless, shiftless
Dissipate the space
The hours and shapes
That string together towns and states
Fold up the middles of every map
Rearrange the place
Until we measure nearness
In feet across a bed sheet
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7. |
slingshot
03:39
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The dear sweet lord
Can throw what he likes into my pocket
I wont chase anyone anymore
I done tore out every face
I once kept in my golden locket
Ain’t nobody knocking on my door
Ain’t nobody looking for
What I got, and I know I got it
I got, yes I know I got it
I got, don’t you know I got it
I got, best believe I got
A roughed up, mussed up
Gang, gang
Of loose rocks and slingshots
That will take you to an early grave
Tell me who gives a damn
About old war stories
So I can enlist them to listen to mine
I’ve had my fair share of wounds
To haunt me
Ain’t no new light to shine
Ain’t no way to get back that time
All I got, and I know I got it
I got, yes I know I got it
I got, don’t you know I got it
I got, best believe I got
A roughed up, mussed up
Gang, gang
Of loose rocks and slingshots
That will take you to an early grave
Hope you got swift Reflexes
Hope you got swift Reflexes
Cuz I got
A roughed up, mussed up
Gang, gang
Of loose rocks and slingshots
That will take you to an early grave
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8. |
abandon ship
04:05
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High above land and sea
I will be waiting for ages
Underneath woods and fields
Remnants of mass appeals forsaken, forsaken
Broken down bricks of civilized etiquette
Checkpoints will crumble
Stumbling iron grids twisting in awkward positions
After years, after years
Years of abandon, years of abandon
Abandon ship
Empty and desecrated
Vessels for the creative
To fill with visions
Or watch as cement falls back into ash
And earth overtakes it, earth overtakes it
Broken down bricks of civilized etiquette
Checkpoints will crumble
Stumbling iron grids twisting in awkward positions
After years, after years
Years of abandon, years of abandon
Abandon ship
Abandon ship
Abandon ship
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cosmic related relation of information
a psychic's fated equation for dense formation
he asked me honey how'd we meet
and I said baby real sweet and told him
wormholes through star stuff
wormholes through star stuff
wormholes through star stuff brought me to you
floating elated unjaded in anti-gravity
bobbing but stable I feel him taking hold of me
he said let me see the map
so I can trace our history back, it's crazy that
wormholes through star stuff
(inspiration in an empty domain)
wormholes through star stuff
(integration of a temporal plane)
wormholes through star stuff
(congregations of star stuff)
brought me to you
we are so, we are so
indisputably in love baby
wormholes through star stuff
(indication of a languorous line)
wormholes through star stuff
(an apparition of the wickedest kind)
wormholes through star stuff
(assignation with a quark in the mirror)
wormholes through star stuff
(conversations with a particle too)
wormholes through star stuff
(invitations with a terminal tear)
wormholes through star stuff
(culminations of star stuff)
brought me to you
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Alexa Dexa New York, New York
Alexa Dexa is a XxgrandmacoreXx toychestral electroacoustic composer-performer operating in a do-it-yourself/do-it-together
capacity to deconstruct the harms of patriarchy using music as a tool of transformative self-care. Their collection of toy instruments
rivals a playpen.
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