walk into the sea

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[I could walk into the sea]
And choke away the memory
Do I have to stay alive
Just to keep our dresses white?

You come to me in dreams
With all the other pretty things
You tell me about a Savior
And how the soul lives on forever

And time is just a hunger
It bleeds us out to nothing
And when it finally takes us over
I hope we’ll float away together

Yeah, time’s the great destroyer
Leaves every child a bastard
When it finally takes us over
I hope we’ll float away together


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stormy friday

& its grayness a little my soul altered...
with its layers of melanchol-eesh gray-eeish
substances and the branches, scratching
the already-clouded skies
scratching, reaching
like we always want to reach for the sky

the gray, the melancholy
of a night that has melted
within the daylight...

try playing both little movies
and the song all at once
then repeat the movies
as the song is longer
and immerse yourself
in sound and gray




Jane Siberry With K.D. Lang

so on stormy friday nights
could be a good idea
as one cuddles, a song to listen so to scare
the windy demons away
calling all angels, with angels voices
themselves