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Forest
04:00
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The wind is blowing through the leaves
Giving names to killers and thieves
And when seeds grow, they turn to trees
And down in the forest, I will be...
They carve their wood with fire and blade
Ash all around, the masters enslaved
Up from the ground, a newborn awaits
The day that they too shall be worthy to slay
Their ancient hands will grasp the air
And throw the beginnings of those lords’ heirs
When they fall, I am buried ensnared
A servant to suffering, the nettles’ lair...
Up from a grave of dirt and thorns
Headed toward the son, who gave these words:
‘A monster once came, killed all who were born,
The forest was silent before the storm
The forest was silent before the fall...'
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Mother
03:35
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wandering by the meadows of your love,
a white rose blooms alone.
has it want to be killed?
just waiting patient for the rain,
waiting patient for the pain,
there's a vase back home...
but mother,
you'll never know.
oh, mother,
you'll never know...
gently does the villain lay his bed,
his child seeks out the knife,
it's a hidden heirloom, vampire...
and bursting forth from the great lament,
he leaves me at the corner,
i linger at the house which is haunted...
but mother,
you'll never know,
oh, mother,
you'll never know.
oh, mother,
you'll never know,
oh, mother,
you'll never know...
"Don't run, you could fall!"
and oh, how devastating
if the white rose were covered in dirt.
he announces, "There's a drought!",
she says, "Look outside, it's raining!"
my fear is my blood...
you'll never know...
oh, mother,
you'll never know.
my mother,
you'll never know,
my mother,
you'll never know...
(you'll never know)
(you'll never know)
(you'll never know)
(you'll never know)
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The Ordinary
04:01
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Stone people walk stone streets
As I stand idly by
Their thoughts a thousand dismal tones
Darkening the sky
But the sunlight burns a hole through their tries
So please tell me of your ordinary lies.
The ash then covers the stone walls
As I surrender to the flame
Yet still all wander, eyes lit with lust
For the chance, at last, to blame
Stone hands covered in blood covered in shame
So please tell me of your ordinary name
I hear the stone-cold sound arise from twisted tongues and bitter eyes as I watch, standing still
Could stone feel, and could stone break? Could stone meet stone in a love faked?
And here, I see them kill.
Their minds bolted with the sharpest of will
So please tell me of your ordinary thrills
You know the joke
You know it by heart
Illustrious waters find you in the dark
You know what they say
You know about scars
So please tell me of your ordinary heart
Your ordinary heart
Your ordinary heart...
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Eternal Mind
04:50
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Those in the village say she talks too loud
Just her and the spirits assembled in the clouds
And when the winds are low, her head is high because she knows
Her objects of affection contain no ghosts
I bleed as the day’s dawning
My scars are blooming roses…
Do you see the skies?
The birds are turning golden feathers
No? It’s alright,
I’m happy in my silver fetters
Ooh,
A killer with no alibi
Ooh,
Eternal mind, eternal mind...
Resting in clover, a basket at my side
One for the kingdom and one for a child
Do you see the warnings?
My echo’s blooming roses…
Do you see their lies?
A dandelion bows before me
Oh, it’s alright.
Realism kind of bores me
Ooh,
I want to see Saint-Rémy skies
Ooh,
Eternal mind, eternal mind…
When we all fall, the worst of us shall be
A marsh filled with dragonflies and one who didn’t leave
Do you see the morning?
My seeds are blooming roses…
I lift up mine eyes
A thousand daggers point toward me
Oh, how I cried
When the glow fell from the final fairy
Ooh,
Hear echoes of their lullabies
Ooh,
Eternal mind, eternal mind...
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abigail alma recommends:
Your Wilderness Revisited
by William Doyle
gorgeous from start to finish. room for both experimentation and fantastic songwriting, at once a musician and soundscaper. the final track is a particular favourite of mine
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White Light from the Mouth of Infinity
by SWANS
very bleak, very swans. my favourites are 'blind', 'love will save you', and 'miracle of love'
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exquisite. one of my favourite albums of all time. both the vocal led and instrumental tracks are features in my eyes, and paired together, this album makes me feel happier than most things
go to albumIf you like abigail alma, you may also like:
The latest from the UK’s Chris Brain is a gorgeously wrought album of tender acoustic folk music.
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Rich, pastoral folk meditations on nature and healing from the UK singer-songwriter.
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The Creature That I Call Myself
by Julie Arsenault
featured on Bandcamp Radio Apr 21, 2015
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