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Climbing Tree
03:20
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How I need a Climbing Tree
To return to the ancient natural sanctuary
To watch the moon swinging through the clouds ballet-slamming by
And breathe in that sweet smell amplified by the foggy night
I slurp rain water off the garden's grass, soothing my esophageal fire-path
And with the blood of the sky on my face I shimmy up through the branches with a loving embrace
To the best seat for the nighttime symphony and the ancestor's cloud parade
The sirens howl, but the leaves clash louder
And as they drown, they are bid farewell by the roar of cricket laughter
How I long to dance barefoot on wet grass
In celebration of the riddance of the sorrows of the past
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Cordyceps Waltz
02:57
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Opened your mouth in salvation to a monsoon that passed
aLittle did you know it was acid rain
Now you serve the demands of the fungus to thrive
She's got you by the balls and by the brain
Simmer forth as I tell you of the Cordyceps and its infiltration, and hypnotized death
A creature so small causes harm so great,
Seizing control and leading your soul astray
You begin to rot with the stink of shit and asparagus piss,
You wander drunk to your new guest's desired crecifice
You idle to her image, fold to her support, molding yourself to the mold
The moment of realization comes tragically late as you awaken to find yourself cramped into a corner of her cave
But you can't lift a foot, you can't even turn your head,
Her fruiting crown blossoms from your slow soggy death
I have seen you like a wolf leading your path
But an infection took hold turning your fur to fleece
Now you've been walked off and have a long way back
Because the weaker parts of you are one hell of a leash
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Dreams Haunt me still to this day of my long lost love and how she parted with me
Im still stuck with an arrow of love shot through my mid section
that pointed in Dear Syrinx's direction
We frolicked upon the river bed
all of a sudden I was hugging a bunch of hollow swamp weed instead
alone I cried and let out a sigh
into the mouth of my love who was now a grass pipe
The reed reverberated and sweet melody was created The form she used to be when she frolicked with meIs gone to eternity
but through the pipes her voice still sings
Anytime I sigh and upon the pipes lay my lips
You can hear her sing and I can feel her kiss
Since my Dear Syrinx became these Grass pipes I play
A whole lot of music, dance, laughter and love has come my way
But my song will always bear the sorrow of her escape
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The Game of Kaa
03:36
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Play Kaa!
Kaa's got a hypnotizing glance and slithers silently through the tall grass
So keep your skip up and watch your step
To avoid Kaa and his drag down to the depths
His forked tongue slings decisions left and right
His eyes seem to look past you but you know you're in their sight
The hooked fangs pump poison that paralyzes
From jaws that unhinge to engulf prey of all sizes
Short-circuited cables that haunt you as you play
Tangle the floor of my room like snakes
As I dance through the days I must not let the f**ked-up get hold of my leg
We play Kaa, a game and a dance
To make fun out of the obstacles that line our path
We dance Kaa to celebrate rising above life's assailing snakes
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Enthralled by the longing of the soul
The built-in want for more gilds desires in gold
And towards these bejeweled apparitions, we step, reach, and grasp
Squinting at the sparkle, unintentionally filtering out depth
Through the light-distorting waves of dancing willow leaves
I saw a goddess sitting at the shore of the lagoon waiting for me
I dove right through her image into the water's cold wake
And it was the longest swim back I hope to ever take
A pounce at the thrill may take you on a tumble down the hill
A whisp-chasing romp may get you lost in the swamp
Dark will fall and you will find not all can be seen by sight
Don't follow the phantasms, learn to recognize em
A glimpse of a great oasis may lead you further into desolate sands
Don't follow the phantasms, or prepare yourself for journey in unfamiliar lands
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The holocaust continues as we speak
Winged creatures are de feathered and de beaked
The young are separated from their family
They live what lives they have as products in a factory
Until their led in a prod-conducted train
To the Chamber where their kind is mercilessly slain
To become the next link in the ever-growing chain
To fulfill the order of the ever-hungry man
Do your chicken-dance!
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