1. |
Linden
03:12
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the dusk herds birds
curled leaves
trade of words
in autumnal eves
linden taller than me
we are both slowly
looking for the key
in the green only
cut flowers on the ground
they already dead
stray world all around
rotten, daily bread
alone but at ease
in ocean of grass
wounded knees
have become my pass
dense smell of the loft
resembles carefully collected
butterfly wings,dried,soft
next flower selected
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2. |
Fading Eyes
04:08
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we keep passing
we break twigs on the paths
night is chasing
like the way it always lasts
the needles of the trees
stick into my feet
only the sky sees
it's smiling, without deceit
like mother's fading eyes
like your warm hands
like the swaying skies
feel the endless lands
feeling cursed
torments me when I fall asleep
we dispersed
desert's got to weep
I slowly fall silent
I'm losing words
fragile and violent
singing of birds
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3. |
Trite
02:31
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rays on the windows,
reflecting in rainbow light
like tiny flinders,
and I know it sounds trite
I only jump on white flagstones
I gather my thoughts in dump
let them puterfy like bones,
I lead you up
now I'm hanging around with my eyes closed
I never spied that the scenes were posed
because I can't look
at this quite space anymore
trees took, what you asked for
how can I be sweet again?
if I doubt myself
my limbs are fain,
I lead you up on the shelf
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4. |
Kalimba
01:53
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I arrange the beads,
brittle and sticky
collect tired seeds
they're so tricky
I'm breathing
dust under the eyelids
stings like teething
I sizzle on grid
the wings
move towards the light
tremble like strings
grief of the night
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5. |
For Mom
05:48
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we were collecting sow-thistle,
you taught me to count
how many heads will dismissal?
only the fount knows
milky stalks
among the green guards
ticking clocks,
house of cards
I rarely see your smile
it slipping away from me
please come back for a while
warm up, like evening tea
Mother, do you regret
you gave birth to me?
you made my bed
every day of the week
creaky floor
that's what I remember
you put me into the chore
introduced to dark December
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6. |
Waited
02:34
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the sky fades
I'm not coming back
among the deepning shades
amind the cloudy wrack
your drunken faces
blurry, they wander behind my eyes
tangle up like laces
please, just tell me lies
waited, waited
until it flows out
I have long anticipated
but here come a drought
I'm not here
ohh lonely world
approaching next tier
I'm hurled
body crawls
sweetness often is bitter
I just want to recall
in head litter
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7. |
Thin Arms
02:56
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this song
is about dream
where I'm sitting on a tree
near my house, here
time is hiding there
between green leaves
under my feet and..
salty air
wringing my hair
dance, on this cold, dark ground
in a trance, swim in my thin arms
the lights fades
I'm not looking it
melting grapes
and inside them nits
crowded pilgrims cities
slowly sinking in
stiffer skin
closed in a tin
dance, on this cold, dark ground
in a trance, swim in my thin arms
fly to the better space
but I tell you
everything in its the right place
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8. |
Blackbird
04:52
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lie yourself slowly
sometimes worth it
don't feel so holy
nothing were writ
look at dying lilacs
fast twisted
memories come back
one is misted
blackbird let me hide
in your evening song
deep inside
between the words
we're immersed in
cols water together
I love your skin
head full of feathers
you think about me
when chesnuts fall
when rough sea
rotted crumb, I'm small
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Mahjong Wrocław, Poland
99'
singer-songwriter,
composer,
visual artist,
comes from little island in Poland
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