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about
2012.
credits
released 27 January 2012
Peter T. Quinn
license
all rights reserved
feeds

feeds for ,
- Track Name: Hamilton
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I am a tree
Among many others
Sitting under canopies of limbs
We watch the elders
We watch the elders
I am a tree
Among many others
Overnight they wither
The end comes years later
When a child sits on a spiral grave
I wish upon fixed eyes so I can see the dirt
And only the dirt, in which my feet we buried
And only the dirt, in which my kin we merry.
The saw is close
But it has been for years
The pain doesn't scare me
Instead the wait does
- Track Name: Easter Island
-
There is debris on the wall
And most certainly in the sky
But we cannot
Keep the lids closed
On the young
So it is best to sleep
Through the night
And the storm
When we wake
In the morning
To find the bare roots
Torn from the grass
Still bedewed
From the translucent grains
That will soak
Into the ground
- Track Name: From Blue to Black
-
A melting sheet of mercury
From blue to grey
We watch, we watch
The sun and I
Where could they be
Wings and bread
A clear bed of air
We watch
From blue to black
We admire, we admire
The sea and I
Oh, my crew is dead
Their heavy souls
On a descent
To the cold
In the deep of the sea
Who will claim my body
I wonder,
The air or the sea
- Track Name: Dover
-
They have taken me
And stripped my passion
To the woods I go
To my northern solace
- Track Name: The Cat on The Porch
-
The soothsayer said
That I would be dead
By twenty
And all of my friends would be gone
As well as my family
We parted by autumn
Beside a milky horizon
My eyes, my eyes looking down
On a peach, white sun
It's a beautiful dusk
It's full of lively time
- Track Name: My Hunting Hat Burned
-
Fire, fire, this fire
My dirty jacket
Flushing all else out
Every life, every strife
Can you hear the notes
Being sung from the pavement
Glowing down below,
Just beneath me
Frames torn by grand flames
Silk ashes rising to beclouded safety
Can you hear the notes
Being sung from the pavement
And in an instant
There is calm and
There is cool
Breezes breathing
Morning on my skin
- Track Name: Brewster
-
There’s a bulb just ahead
Beyond the road that climbs so high
As cool as dark, an asphalt mountain
We need to cross
We need to cross
Machines, they taunt
And dance in the sky
Knuckles embraced, the wind keeps creeping
Seeping through the moist skin
By now, we’re one
My cold bones and your silky palms
Machines, they taunt
And dance in the sky
- Track Name: Villa Giselle
-
So I’ll tell them
Be back briefly
Drowned in dreams
My fingers wrapped tightly
Around each grip
To the mountains
And beyond,
I’ll ride my ship
Kissing coral clouds
Up on the peaks
Seeing sights above men
that no man should see
There is no telling
How long I
Will be in the mountains
I have no ties to be cut
No creations to be burned
I’ve accepted my past
And the waste that I’ve heard
I have no ties to be cut
No creations to be burned
I’ve accepted my life
Separation is what I yearn
There is no telling
How long I
Will be in the mountains