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Bellerophon
04:02
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Must Be Voodoo
05:08
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Electric Light
07:31
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Stars were made of steel,
trying to pull the sky down.
And I was reaching through the fog
trying to put my feet down,
but the whispering of wings
was lifting me in the black air;
a constant living breath that sings,
a world outside of anywhere.
And you said, “The nature of the night,
you can’t see by electric light.
It hides itself just out of sight;
you can’t see by electric light.”
There is endless space to move in two dimensions,
and so we pirouette—content in our illusions.
And there is nothing here tonight
that hasn’t been there all the time.
What is black is what is white,
like an echo that unwinds.
And you said, “The nature of the night,
you can’t see by electric light.
It hides itself just out of sight;
you can’t see by electric light.”
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Heavy Gold
05:41
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In a play of melting light
I saw it here, quite clear, tonight:
rivers bleeding, flowing cold,
spinning threads in heavy gold.
Have to say and have to do:
whatever they are telling you.
What to write and what to know,
where to stay and where to go.
Nervous like a forest fire;
crackle, spark, and blue sapphire—
almost gone and almost there:
the sibyl dancing in the air
steals your eyes to feed the flies,
and on her loom she weaves your doom,
sheer and silk in tatters torn,
but like a skin it must be worn.
And as you sleep, the stars she is spinning.
And when you wake, the world she is weaving.
And what would you manipulate?
In what way would you change your fate?
What thing then would you create
to realise your mistakes too late?
The destiny that haunts and baits,
around a phantom corner waits.
She is three, and holds in thrall
the balance frozen in its fall.
And as you sleep, the stars she is spinning.
And when you wake, the world she is weaving.
Spinning threads in heavy gold...
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Pandora
04:22
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Flowers of Stone
04:31
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Summer
09:24
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Cary Grace UK
Cary Grace is an American expat, residing in England since 2005. She is as much at home wielding a soldering iron as a
guitar, and runs
Wessex Analogue, manufacturing Wiard brand boutique modular
synthesizers. She devotes as much of her free time as possible to making and listening to music, and finds much of her creative inspiration exploring the beautiful English countryside by motorbike.
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