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FLMs 4

by Notehead

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1.
Dark Spring 02:35
Seed the fowl Light the moon Grab the day by horns and twigs Not the noose It leans back to the wall with its legs in a crawl and it waits till I'm close then it kills me The way it appears So suddenly here Lays a hand on all things It's a dark spring Wither scar Slightly burnt As it heals it spins around like a bird In the sight of the room where the light goes through and it stays in the nook where it kills me The way it appears So suddenly here Lays a hand on all things It's a dark spring
2.
Sun Alights 02:58
Sun alights over wan seasides under Earthly cries from the sky Michael lay down your cold sword Let me taste your salty blood sweetly my God Heaven lies within Planet eyes behind Wretched sights of the night Mary pull down your pink hood Let me taste your salty blood sweetly my God
3.
Sun glasses off Everyone looks like they're foaming at the mouth Sun glasses on Alone in an empty room with no doors out The last bit of shine has left just in time Who's to say if the worm eats the sparrow there won't be a leg left on the table? Where's the day when the earth meets the shadows? A light keeps the world from spilling over Nothing to say Take your ears off and stash your ears away No one who knows Anything happens they call it out a hoax The last bit of shine has gone out my life Who's to say if the worm eats the sparrow There won't be a leg left on the table? Where's the day when the earth meets the shadows? A light keeps the world from spilling over
4.
Good Copse 03:16
There's a spot on an empty field where I go to be alone In a copse of some skinny trees silent enough to sing songs It's not for the birds They don't know for whom we toil Among the other lowly creatures right where I go to be Around my own What it means to be alone There's too much talking wind Shut the leaves up too It's not for the birds They don't know for whom we toil Among the other lowly creatures right where I go to be Around my own What it means to be alone
5.
Bad Copse 04:32
Spread the fire round the view Eat the flower in reverse bloom Come out and dance around forbidden fields We lose our ground All gravity destroys itself The strings come off A gentle pull We lose our... Spread the fire through the dirt Feed the hour for all it's worth Sit back Forget something Just breathe out loud Let carbon in and nothing out Forgive my doubt against the copse The breathing out It never stops
6.
Mooner 04:00
Blood on a moonless night with tiger streaks of gnashing light Warm on a bloody night The mountain speaks with toothsome spite Long is the moonless night The darkness gives one hour respite Blood in the air tonight with tiger streaks of gnashing light
7.
White Night 04:34
8.
Saw her face in the blue blood of night Pass the time as her body alights Taste the light streaming off of her hair Super Blood Wolf Girl Watch the moon smile like a canine Catch the blood dripping out of the sky Dig a hole and jump out of this world Super Blood Wolf Girl Cast aside all the Mongolian boys who would not abide her transformation As sun alights, all the boys have shed their skin They stand in a line like nothing happened Clear a space of brick-a-brac from the shelf Just enough to make her a wifwolf Done in spite of the others who have seen her face give off the glow of a cathode Hose you down you beast Clear a space of brick-a-brac from the shelf Just enough to make her a wifwolf Done in spite of the others who have seen her face give off the glow of a cathode Hose you down you Super blood wolf girl Born in the pale at full moon Super blood wolf girl Wakes in a snare at high noon Super blood wolf girl Super blood wolf girl
9.
Wasting the light of day Let it be as it may She's just a blob of sound Turning the color down Don't taste the light Call me the synesthete Lit up from head to feet Cry a pillar of salt Everything's all her fault Don't taste the light

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Made with a phone on Fruity Loops Mobile. Pic is the secret copse where I record my vocal tracks.

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released April 30, 2020

SubPixel - Piano solo on (3) and (6)
Zozzi - Vocals on (9)

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