1. |
Intro *
00:48
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2. |
The Becoming
05:30
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Stranger at my door knocking loudly
Crying at the night asking for me
Cannot push him out of here he came to show me
So we go walking into town
Pull my courage as we 'round the corner
Bring the dawn to break the night
Down the street
Wheels and feet
Must I go meet
To be and be becoming
Snakes under the kitchen sink
Dangling from the trees
In the vibrant green countryside
Squished in the legs of my jeans
They come following but you can't tame a wild thing
No
What lays hidden under leaves
Bare as hives in January trees
The sound inside no one ever hears
The drone of alone
The sound and the flow
Of water as it goes
To be and be becoming
A hole to find and hide in
A forrest near and deep
Pull the greenery over
And steady myself to keep
I will keep still in this hole
Free and still
and be in the becoming
There is no
There is home
There is water and there is smoke
Slow the pace to held and holding
Mind maps space then back to the beginning
Where there is always recognition
And substantial confusion
There is always some movement
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3. |
Out of a Dream
05:43
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Aqua grey blue green
Sunken question exhume the scene
Buried by gravity
Buried something somewhere close to me
Buried something somewhere deep
So I go out of a dream, into another.....
Show me in a dream
Face the places of the mind unseen
Your face on screen repeats
Desperately seeking some kind of ease
But I cannot hold you to me
When life lines cross to a T
Not a soul in the world who could be
A compass guide to bring you to peace
Not a wink's sleep and you've got something to say?
When I asked out loud the words came and hit me
The memory
The body
The fear and the swell
Draw your lines
And map them well
When you want to hide something
(Dig it in the earth)
When you want to feel land
(Feet in the sand)
Water carries the weight
(Surfacing to air)
Fire reduced matter to ash
Piles of ashes fly away fast
and I am in the wind
here
water carry into another
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4. |
Love Song
05:26
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Awake
Wait
Just a little longer
Tucked into your shoulder
Nothing else gets in here
You wear your face so well
When I'm looking I see you come alive
Here in this space
We are dancing soul's entwined
And I can feel the spirit
Shinning through those eyes
And you've been working late love
And I am waiting here inside
Here I am here
Here for you
Let me be weak
Let me not know where to go
Let me stay here
Let this be home
And make room for some wonder
I want the world to go to sleep too
And you'd be here
Here for me
Watching and following
The full arch of a feeling
Compassion so raw
When your Buddhist is seeding
Watching and following
The full arch of a feeling
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5. |
I'm Lost
00:15
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6. |
Faraway Blue
05:15
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I went running from you
Into the faraway blue
Nothing but the light gone lost here
And the dish that ran away with the spoon
In the blackness of the morning hours
Stunted in the throat
A sharpness akin to nettles on skin
Bucking horses penned in
So you escape into the throws
But the body knows what they body knows
The shadow is in the left and the right
Of our very true nature
You have got a storm
Running through your veins
Complicated by the weather
Another sacrifice for the ages
Another digest on repeat
In the circle of the storm
And worse is the fear of the no thing
You can't see it but you can feel it
This violence between us me and you
Under the skin and above us too
A violence so old that it's running us through
Kicked up in the dirt of the Tasmanian swirl
Whirling across the plains
Whirling wind and rains
Coming in any day
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7. |
Who Am I
04:57
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Who am I
You are who I'd like to know
I know something is happening here
Something I need is living as seed
Who am I writing
When I need to know something
I am writing myself things to be clear
I am writing to you through vapour and years
Blood on blood your beautiful blood
Life giving wars of Venus - blood
Living in a new world order
Of a force that does not slow
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8. |
The Becoming (Reprise) *
01:12
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9. |
Bird of Paradise *
04:39
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Rainbow run the colours across the sun
Brighter even still the shine
You be living on the edge of forever
Bird of paradise fly on
Into the valley deep to the mountain high
Taken by current carry your song to the sky
View it all through sea salt eyes
Into the sunset and out of time
An earthbound schizophrenia
You were porous to the night
But even the moon don't blink herself full
Wanderer wandering
With no one to answer to but the unraveling mind
And what it leaves behind
Punched out in typewriter lines
I get sentimental mostly when moving
Past the landmarks and the building
That can't contain the memory
Between the dream the music and the method
A present self and the projected
We take it to the street
Let the rain come and wash away the heat
Let the rain come and wash away on me
All will be well
There is love all around you
There's always been
Love all around you
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10. |
There is a Hole
06:27
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We are not invisible
Just travelling in parallel worlds
Plug my ears close my eyes
A public soundtrack fortified by eyes
That are looking but still unseen
Smoke the leaf you rolled up tight
In the magazine dream
----------------------------------------------------
There is a hole that cannot be filled by anything
Into this hole you pour your dreams
And anything you really need
Anything you truly love
Devouring of beauty isn't enough
So I call it out to get to know it
Shadowbox the painted tongues away
And you call it out in hope of finding
Another way
Still there is a hole that cannot be filled
By the union of flesh
The motion and sweat you leave in the bed
And the hole remains at the end of the day
The body is a shell
She's the ocean's vastness
Echoing until her last breath
Tidal flows and cosmos shift
A hit
Words weave webs that catch line
The parasitic appetites of eyes on lines and eyes and eyes
Spin China plates on pristine crystal spikes
And ambition burns a wildfire
Circling steel coal eyed
And rising higher
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Absorbed the offering like a thirst
A longing for heat you thought would never come
The value of the giver's gift
A tapestry of work come undone
Following each thread of time
Back up through your body
Falling in
Being In
Never knowing
Til it isn't
Broadcast on private radio
When strangers know what you don't so
Now you're falling and falling fast
Arrows back track to find their shooter
But in the light all is colour
In the light standing clear
In the fog is the memory
And the mystery ever near
In my garden
All the healing powers that are growing in my garden
Pulling up the weeds one by one in the garden
44 feelings in my garden
But the stones you laid sit heavy
All the man made unweathered
The stones you laid in the golden hour
Where everything is a premiere
Early morning
Watching thought
Solitude
Pulling cards to tell the news
Doing the dishes in the nude
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12. |
Gregory
04:05
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You are the likeness
Of some sort of kindness
I don't see
My Gregory
When I am just too full of love
My heart needs some protection
When the gaze is piercing through
When the lion's are hunting
You turn time into a slow luxury
Gregory against the Patriarchy
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Isla Craig Toronto, Ontario
Isla Craig is vocalist and songwriter living and working in Toronto, ON. With pointed attention towards vocal delivery and melodic play, her music is underpinned by languid rhythms and arrangements that tumble into trance states. In addition to her work as a solo artist, she is an active collaborator in Toronto, performing with Jennifer Castle, IC/JC/VC, and the Cosmic Range. ... more
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