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Redshift
01:01
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2. |
Howl
05:23
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temper rising
it could unfold
destruction
boiling high moon
they're on the prowl
for blood
hunger lurking
one bite will change
our D.N.A.
human form
surrender
into a beast
soon our shape will shift
and all our hairs will lift
oh, we'll carry on
oh, we'll pass it on
oh, they'll hear us howl
some say silver
bullets will break
the spell
one man tried it
now he is gone
but the wolf lived
more beast, less man
guarding the fog
they're howling
soon our shape will shift
and all our hairs will lift
oh, we'll carry on
oh, we'll pass it on
oh, they'll hear us howl
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3. |
Machine Lady
04:27
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lone star roller
E.S.P
now I found her
and she found me
vast Lorane
I can't complain
cuz her brain
got the voodoo aim
oh lay combo
voodoo mambo
she's my brianchild
my machine
a sidewinder
art of steel
her propeller
ignites my wheel
vast Lorane
I can't complain
cuz her brain
got the voodoo aim
oh lay combo
voodoo mambo
she's my brainchild
my machine
circuit lady
from t.v.
her high speed gravy
belongs to me
vast Lorane
I can't complain
cuz her brain
got the voodoo aim
oh lay combo
voodoo mambo
she's my brainchild
my machine
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4. |
Old Crow
04:59
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the creek reflects the movement of old crow
within each fractured layer lives his glow
oh, he is feeding
quiet and unbound
freed from the day
gone, long gone
the crowd has brought the rhythm of old crow
and the heart that pounds the nail into the bone
oh, they are screaming
loud and unsung
freed from the day
gone, long gone
dark wings protect the flame
when the iris bends the string
and pulls sight through blind sun
and unwind
the length
til the end
gone, long gone
the path that links the telling of old crow
and the gift of fire that marks his death and glow
oh, he is dreaming
quiet and unbound
freed from the day
gone, long gone
dark wings protect the flame
when the iris bends the string
and pulls sight through blind sun
and unwind
the length
til the end
gone, long gone
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5. |
Leaves Of Grass
04:44
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all of their sphinxes have flooded
wearing their cloaks and conforming
branded by marks and then poisoned
left out to dry in the black hills
where the vultures clawed their eyes
spike through the wit of your candor
and language that's safe has been quilted
clarity lost in the masses
caricatures in false romances
and the blame it stays the same
symmetry binds the charge
and currents spark in the streets
when all that's lost remains
and the movements reveal their names
and the leaves of grass on the empty scene
the riddle has always been painted
grand army flags on the war horse
taking and never quite giving
caught in their lies to contain you
in the lands they call our home
symmetry binds the charge
and currents spark in the streets
when all that's lost remains
and the movements reveal their names
and the leaves of grass on the empty scene
and the leaves of grass on the empty scene
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6. |
Far Rockaway
04:52
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7. |
Cathy Coulson
03:24
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8. |
Blueshift
01:46
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Ben Copperhead New York, New York
Ben Copperhead is a New York City-based composer, multi-instrumentalist, and vocalist whose compositions, performances, and arrangements offer a unique, contemporary vision informed by an unlikely range of influences, traditions, and collaborations.
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