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On waking this morning
I heard silence, saw darkness was wild and alone
With no feeling but emptiness down in my bones
But written on my skin
Was the truth now unleashed and the images shown
Nighttime flowers the seeds of which my days had sown
Oh the things
Marv'lous things
When I wake up in the night I scrawl my dreams on my arms
to keep up with you
Oh the things
Marv'lous things
Oh the the things oh the things oh the marvelous things
Real things wretched things gentle things blessed things
Milky clouds, purest dew
Through long dreams I chase you
You lurk here..
Oh the the things oh the things oh the marvelous things
Verily I say unto you the day is nigh
When your heart as in dreams, oh your heart will be mine
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Morningtide
07:36
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I just can't get a read on these humours coursing through me
Terror triggered by all I see, dark humours coursing through me
Before my eyes each new day opens like a watery mass
Grave-bright, ocean-like morning
In a word, I'm overboard
Salty truths weigh down my spirits
Lost my glasses, my sword, my oar
Gasping, grasping for the bowsprit
Before my eyes each new day opens like a watery mass
Grave-bright, ocean-like morning
Did I ever tell you you wink with both eyes?
Your arms glow at night -
Did I ever tell you about the morning voice that whispers:
"Run, run away!"
Tempted to conclude it can't be done
Need solid masts if I'm to sail
To follow your lead, abandon
fear of darkness, death and whales
Before my eyes each new day opens like a watery mass
Grave-bright, ocean-like morning
Oh classic beauty, here is your apostle!
Your word is gospel -
Oh classic beauty, I'll do whatever you say or do.
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Nary a Child of God
05:29
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It's over- old Charlie told us so
We won't be treated to a cataclysmic show;
He said: “The apocalypse has arrived in increments.”
And a troubled thought nags my mind, when I read the history books.
All those trials, all those tribulations- could there really truly be
None at all for me and mine?
Seems an unjust and fanciful thought that we should enjoy exemption-
But nary a child of God shall have such luck.
It's here, it's here – old Charlie's on the line.
Says “Struggle as we did, we never the signs.
Mark these words – the apocalypse has arrived in increments."
But I saw them walk them on by shooting the wind:
A hot-blooded boy with a songbird's heart and a reckless disposition,
A reckless girl with a fecund mind and a fragile constitution.
Round dawn I thought they'd get out alive -
But nary a child of God shall have such luck.
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Isak Goldschneider Montreal, Québec
Sonorous rhetoric.
Musician, composer, conductor and producer based in
Montreal.
Director, Innovations en concert: innovationsenconcert.ca
Videos of recent projects:
Novarumori live:
youtu.be/CVe0KlmufgM
"Distancia de rescate", by Cecilia Arditto, Performed by Novarumori:
vimeo.com/327560845
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