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Four Sparks
02:48
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Tiny little sparks of conciousness
repeating at the rate of countlessness
almost invisible
indivisible
like fireworks going beserk
Bouncing from the knee to the toe to the thumb
from the wrist to the elbow to the cerebellum
in the heart in the brain
in the mind in the matter
in the ceaseless sparkling of the never-ending chatter
Tiny little spark of feeling
left me reeling it was so revealing
a spark of memory
with a poison stinging like a sea anenome
spark of liking
like a fork of lightning
turns to disliking
it's quite frightening
These four sparks with a subatomic particle
go on and on and on and on
it's almost indestructible
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2. |
Backwards Time
04:52
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(Verse 1)
Putting on the mask
I get preserved in time
i don't know why
i feel so high
Sitting on the beach
I feel the sky
the edge is sharp
it cuts inside
The rock is soft
like cotton-wool
the clouds with
molecules are full
(chorus)
The stones are cold
on my toes
they line up in rows
Curving into space and time
reversing everything
till i feel fine
(Verse 2)
taking backwards steps
I fix old happenings
step by step
until last tide
seaweed smells like sea
it lies in front of me
dressed by the sea
so readily
feel so fearless
don't know why
sink back into
reverse time
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3. |
Money
04:59
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Verse 1:
A little while ago there was a lot of money. Now things are
different, it’s really not that fu-u-nny. Start
saving pennies so that you can be ready when the gold
turns to dust as it must eventually
- gtr solo
Verse 2:
Imagine if the ATM stops givin’ out money
Life might be hard if all you have to eat’s a credit card
Kids would have to learn to plough fields milk cows grow
Crops forget shops start workin on your knitting chops
Chorus:
Can we survive? Without money…
Can we survive? Without technology…
Verse 3:
…I’m a communication junkie and a facebook flunky with a
mind I can’t control its like a hyper little monkey
- attention deficit’s becoming the norm, it’s kinda
hard to concentrate, in the information storm
- gtr solo
Verse 4:
…I’ve got mountains of internet but hardly any time cause ev’ry
minute or two, I got to check something online I’m a-
vale-a-bull to chat, ev’ry minute of the day, but
nine times out of ten, I’ve got nothin to say
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4. |
Wild Rice
03:36
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When she was young she lived in fairies
Once grown up they gave her some blues
Then she meets this young one
On a crossroads to Derry
and she throws her red scarf
on his neck
Emotion was sweet like hucklberries
Chocolatey words funfair and wine
Then one day out of the blue
She faces the truth
That boy was risen from a grain of wild rice
Feel the breeze of my heart
She sang feel the breeze of my heart
Far away
walking straight
altogether
paradise
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ZOiD Dublin, Ireland
ZOiD (Irish electronic musician and composer Daniel Jacobson) got into techno in the 90s, but then decided to learn jazz, so he did, and nearly got sucked in to a level-19 jazz black hole, but with a strong effort he escaped and returned to the land of electronic reptillion dancebeats with only the shadow of a trumpet's sax to remember the memory of a time when jazzmen blue horns. ... more
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