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Syrinx
08:03
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Each foot fall has it's place in this history
pressed into the mud at the river bank
every breath writes it's way into this story
breath held under the waves of despair and change
Every note in the song had a face and name
but when strung together they made a hiding place
now each melody in the wind could've been part of her escape
her ashes scattered in song, final resting place
Like a silent ship slipping to the depths
to breathe the bated breaths of the self-preservationist
until she's not herself, she's become something else
a kind of instrument of something ancient
the music in the reeds sings as it grieves
broken identity, shapeshifting
until she's not herself, she'd become something else
a kind of instrument of something ancient
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The Wind and the Wheel
05:58
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You never know what the wind will bring,
but the whispers through the leaves.
You never know what the wind will bring,
but the howling through the trees.
And everything you love and everything you hate
Time will turn into dust blowing past your grave.
Everything you take and everything you leave
is gonna wash away in that cold black sea.
And the wheel will turn and turn over again.
Don't forget the wheel will turn over again.
Someday the pigs will pay and the rich will burn.
And we'll get ours too, though never quite in turn.
Someday your wounds will heal then tear right open again.
And your teeth will rot right down to the nerve.
And the wheel will turn and turn over again.
Don't forget the wheel will turn over again.
You never know what the wind will bring,
but the whispers through the leaves.
You never know what the wind will bring,
but the howling though the trees.
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Ace of Swords
04:34
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In dead of winter
trees will shake,
and snow it will fall
Through air and fire
change will come and shower the ground
We'll dance in the wind
as life blooms around
and land with our feet on the ground
We'll realize our thoughts
by breaking us from the ties that hold us blind and bound
In dead of winter
trees will shake,
and snow it will fall
Hands soaked in leather
fingers cold and no one around
In silence and self without a sound
Silver sun beam down on us
and illuminate us with your love
and clarify thought by breaking us
from the things that hold us and bring us down
AIR // FIND US
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Born In Armor
07:38
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-Minerva-
No one is born in their armor straight from the mind of her father
The story makes us wonder, what about her mother?
He swallowed them both whole, fearful Jupiter
but from within him ringing, the pounding and the clinking of metal being shaped
what a headache, his skull would break
Her mother made the weapons and armor for protection
just so she could be born
the fiercer the womxn, the harder they get pushed into all the ways of war
-Fleur-
Placing the owl's heart underneath her tongue she could hunt all night
it gave her night vision
Dusting her hands in the powders of bones
diving to the bottom of the lake alone
What does she know? Where does she go?
-Diana-
Where did they go? 1000 souls, where did they go?
the last time they were seen, they were waiting for the bus to take them to the factory
was anyone searching for nay of them when
there came a reckoning, August 2013
Go near, she will teach you how to die
The fear just might show you the value of a life
The years of unanswered femicide
Made clear that Diana would arrive
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Wooden City
04:04
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Wooden city in my heart creaks softly
and I wonder where I been.
Tiny talk and total trash in our mouths,
there's a hole inside of me.
When the trouble started we did nothing.
Hoped that it would go away.
Fell to pieces in the blink of an eye
and then reveled in the pain.
Nothing left to do but count our teeth now
and build a shelter from the rain.
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Five of Cups
08:18
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..echoes you leave..
..shadows in me..
..drift like snowfall..
..it's not your fault..
..drifting away..
..drift like snowfall..
....go....
..It's not your fault.
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Strangeweather Portland, Oregon
Strangeweather began in 2010 as a long distance collaboration between part time and full time members of the anarcha-folk outfit, Slow Teeth. In summer 2012, enough members of this elusive collaboration were assembled in thee same city to bring the project out of hiding. ... more
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