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Was it a sign
how all things became aligned
twenty eight days that way
then the first night came
and the flute played
I can't remember that song
I just wait and I hope
if it happens again
that I will know
if the flute plays at the end
if the flute plays at the end
he asked would it be worth it to give up my soul
to fix something: willow, river bottom, the cold,
the gray light at dawn, and a long long walk
will the flute play at the end?
will the flute play again?
The flute played at the end
before it started over again
you gathered what you'd take into the mystery
so it could illuminate one, but which one?
the flute played at the end
the flute played at the end
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Badland
01:50
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Badland take me back
I won't need water and I won't need food
at least not for as long as I will need you
if I'm not gonna quit
It's pooling in the sky
the blood of grace with the blood of faith
right up to the end
and I am charged by it
to stick around
and find out how
not to quit
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3. |
Winter in the Desert
02:54
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It's so easy to need you
but impossible to stay
your constant dying
your pale light
your inherent frailty
your constant bleakness
your pale light
sickness unveiled
as half of what is
I want to know your truth
I want to own your truth
your pale light
the stone bone white
the reprisal
of the cold
the constant bleakness
the violet light
the ravenous empty
calling weak souls to quit
your beauty houses no life
but I will live in you
for the instant allowed
then I'll fade away into the cold
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Red Desert
01:43
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Red Desert, Gray Desert, Blue Desert
echoes each change in my mind
you can see it when it shines
I’m a star right beside
you can see it when it fades
the shadows creep down the path
but when I know that we are safe from what is worse than harm
when we are safe from confusion
then I can see
and I’m not scared
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Elk Form, Wolf Eyes
03:05
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It was uncertainty
that held my name
held it in the darkness
soundless
it was uncertainty
that let me have no friend
when I looked like the elk
but my eyes: the wolf
my movements: the water
my words: the wind
my truth: I can't understand
my hesitations: the human
all parts undoing each other
my only friend
becomes the wind
the wind
the wind
but oh, how they saw me
and echoed what solitude
i had in my heart
and their voices
called my name
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What am I doing to this world
what am I doing to this world
when I move the water moves
and the willows bend
despite the wind
what will I do in the end
What am I doing to this world
what am I doing to this world
what did I do to you
all your words were true
and if mine were
I could see the whole thing through
what will I do
to you
I called out
and who knows
where it all will go
even if god has a plan
I still will be
on my own
what will I do
on my own
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7. |
Wolf Left No Ghost
02:50
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wolf left no ghost
wolf left no ghost
she just vanished
all alone
green eye became no star
low howl became no wind
tracks under the snow
leading to nothing
she never wondered
what she ought to do
she doesn't wonder now
and nothing wonders for you
wolf left no ghost
wolf left no ghost
she just vanished
she's just gone
old stone mason
with uncertain hand
using untrue stone
on untrue land
now he hammers in the thunder
cracks in the trees
pining for the plumb and true
with uncertainty
but wolf left no ghost
wolf left no ghost
she just vanished
she's just gone
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When I heard her sing it came back to me
I dreamed a simple dream
one without me
one without god
without the earth
without the sky
without the eight directions
but no-one heard me crying in my dream
when I heard her sing I remembered the song
the very first song
the song self
the song of the beginning
the song of the end
how the river disrupts them
by continuing
but no-one heard me crying in my dream
when I heard her sing
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Oh, Raven
02:30
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Oh, Raven, where did you go?
did you leave with the joy-wind when it did go?
Oh, Raven, I knew you before
before we were sun-stroked, before we were broke
when the first heart laid down we held it to ours
we reached from the mountain we reached from the stars
then we did place it in webs of gray dew
for the first sun to dry it, the first beak to sing through
then further than sadness, our knowledge spread out
from origin to origin and back right now
Oh, Raven I wish you were right here
you know it’s the hardest time of the year
Oh, Raven won’t you report back
with hope-light
shining from the black
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10. |
Own Star
04:28
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always a pause before his name
no one in charge struck with wonder
and i noticed as he slipped away
he undid a soul in his wake
the children are far away they're wondering
why the world everywhere is so unclear
the sun doesn't rise and when it does
it comes with a price and they come looking for you
it's best if they find you with your own star
wherever you are, wherever you are
and if they find you and you are lost
bargain not, stay lost
for in the shadow is your own star
bargain not, stay lost
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11. |
Sleep
03:20
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the new day comes
revealing the new world
and in it you are no less lost
than you were
in the night
in the night
in the night
than you were
in the night
in the night
Oh sleep, take me again
make me part of the unknown again
so I don't have to wonder
all the time where is is
and i don't have to wonder all the time is it right here
sleep take me, take me, take me
sleep take me, take me
It like a ghost gets its form not from light
not from substance, not from your mind
but from your heart, how you lay it all out
from your heart, your heart
Oh sleep, take me again
make me part of the unknown again
so I don't have to wonder
all the time where is is
and i don't have to wonder all the time is it right here
sleep take me, take me, take me
sleep take me, take me
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Ben Kilbourne Salt Lake City, Utah
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