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The Impossibility of Crows
"You are the task. No pupil far and wide"
-Franz Kafka
A random element in chance
and a system to the Heavens
A hundred thousand flaws
An impossibility of crows
A single lonely crow
The heavens could destroy
And yet I'm still standing
still I won't let go
For heaven simply means:
"The impossibility of crows"
There is no poet that is not a mystic
There is no heart that doesn't crave a soul
There is a language of the young,
a language of the old,
An impossibility of crows
So my love do not struggle
My love do not let go
I will be crawling to your river
I will be crawling to your shore
But there is no river
And there is no shore
There's only what is mine
and only what is yours
An impossibility of crows
(The creature who says
"me" and "mine"
need not bend down in shame -
along with lakes and mountains
the ego is created
and divine
-Leonard Cohen)
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In the Year 3000
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Was the best of times,
was the worst of times
The pillars all a-shake
And I sang no godly anthems
And I hummed no proper prayers
My Lord I have a vision
It feels so right, it's true
It fills me with decision
Prevents me from abuse
My Lord I'm making history
Though I won't live that long
Won't know if I've forsaken
What was mine all along
Was the best of times,
was the worst of times
Revolts against revolts against revolts
I revised these lines a hundred times
And my birth a million more
My Lord I have a vision
It feels so right, it's good
It fills me with derision
I'd kill you if I could
My Lord I'm making history
though I won't live that long
Have I too been forsaken,
did I really have a choice?
Was the best of times,
was the worst of times
If only I'd live that long
Was the best of times,
was the worst of times
I hope I won't live that long
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Sophocles
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Sophocles lays down to sleep
Hypercharged with destiny
He cares not for Law of Land
He's concerned with Law Above
And I want to be like Sophocles some days
When I want my song to tame the world
and set it ablaze
Other days I'm just content when you
Lay your love on me
Other days my happiness is:
You lay your love on me
Sophocles can’t bear the weight
by the visions that he's sent
All he wants is SlowTime Grace
and a way to heed the flame
To all the lousy lovers
To all fair-weathered friends
Who want to be like Sophocles
Well, there's a price to pay
If you want
your song to tame the world and set it ablaze
If you want
to finally belong
and yet heed the flame
Any path I choose to take
Will you lay your love on me?
Any song I choose to hear
Will you lay your love on me?
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All the Answers are Here
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The plants have all been watered
The tears have all been shed
The duende has been summoned
The sorrows haven't wed
You came into my fortress
Alone and unafraid
I once gave you my kingdom
A hundred thousand stares
(A million billion glares)
For all the books we've written
We can't articulate
This deep and profund sadness
We loathe and yet embrace
A history of injustice
Has no season nor end
You seem to have forgotten
I long for your caress
I dreamt my skin was feathers
A blessed hummingbird
And told to drop from heaven
And forced to fall from grace
And waiting at the abyss
A cage, a love, a nest
With you I have recovered
The joy, the bless, the faith
To feel without the barriers
To sex without the shame
Your ownerless expression
Of loss and love's repair
Your heart lies there unburdened
Your eyes themselves a prayer
You say the words and mean it
A dream you can't forget
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Death and the Troubadour
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Oh my saviour
Oh my Lord
Who will judge us
When you are gone
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The Tape Recorders Buenos Aires, Argentina
The road is long but I'm keeping on
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