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Omens
03:18
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the smell of sage overwhelms the hall
faint candlelight dances on the wall
chelsea wolfe's dirges invade our ears
we seek truth and truth we fear
can we divine some meaning in it all?
know not how much to burn nor for how long
searching for omens in broken teeth
write the words on scraps of paper
spread the black salt with left fingers
stitch up the cloth and say goodbye
searching for omens in broken teeth
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Desert
02:32
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burning sand
pink moods abound
alone in the desert
you’re not around
i see dried up bones and scorched joshua trees
drive from morning moon
until sundown
down endless highways
between ghost towns
eyes open in the tent
waking up with a view
soaking in a hot spring
sun peaking through
i see dried up bones and scorched joshua trees
i see blooming cacti and young coyotes
i see dried up bones and scorched joshua trees
i see you pulling ahead of me
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Fog
02:34
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your allure fogs my brain
the excitement dulls the pain
the uncertainty creates
energy
i embrace the cloud of change
it fills and saturates
all of our darkest days
i walk into the fog
i can see the light at the edge of the haze
and i walk into the fog
i court the mystery
and seek a harmony
between the unknown and me
then i plant my feet
i run into the fog
i can see your face at the edge of the page
and i run into the fog
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Hope
04:00
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hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul
sings the tune without the words
never stops at all
sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm
could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm
heard it in the chillest land
and on the strangest sea
never in extremity
it asked a crumb of me
hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul
sings the tune without the words
never stops at all
(by emily dickinson)
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Soft Shape Oakland, California
Soft Shape is three Oakland pals, Ariel, Erin, and Patrick, making radiant (but sometimes gloomy) and poppy (yet sometimes spooky) tunes using their voices, cello, guitar, and drums.
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