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Aspen
06:14
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We listened
The lot of us on our backs silent
Staring at the sky black as ice to glowing moon
Not one word was even spoken although all our eyes were open
Not even the fire could be heard
Tubes pulsating orange heat silent under the cloak of the only sound
The soft chorus of the shimmering aspen hiss
A breathing silver sheet of beckoning snapping leaves
Like those roadside balls that bounced off of one another until you got close and saw the real trick
The heavens filled with a million fiery furnaces that for all their majesty could only offer us haunting twinkle
The landscape hidden from view
The shadows crisp
Only the sound of the aspen
The haunting noise of mortality
Singing the song of eternity
See the moon
See it in my life
Come and change
This wound was easy prey
Hear the wind
The shadows of intent
See the trees
The stars become my bed
See the moon
See me in the end
In my cold sleep
Only bind simple reason reached
Only in the cold dreaming
In my cold dream
Chaste bind severed
Freeze her out the sunny skies of Rome
Reason in my cold dream
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Canyons
04:07
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Deep piercing shafts of nuclear light
Blinding as we round the corner
A glimpse of the mammoth glow wedged deeply in the groin of the canyon
And back to dark my eyes filled with blind noise
We feel the inertia of the huge Lincoln Continental as Pop careened the twisting turns
Roiling rapids several meters down scattered boulder banks terrified
Always with his cigar pumping plumes of ghastly blue nausea throughout the car
And back and forth between darkness and floodlight
Strobing back and forth and back and forth
And suddenly the blast appears ahead of us and we are near the end
I heat it I light it with angels
I bring it I seed it I breathe it with angels
I find it I hold it I greet it
I shine it I shape it release it with angels
It’s old as the mantle
Rising perfection
It’s old as a riddle
A window for land and sky
As you feel elation
Cold as a vision’s age
It’s path an incision
It’s nothing but holding grace
The canyons of lonely grace
The sun of the visions
The sun of amazing grace
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Cone
04:40
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Projectiles with spikes tumbled about in the trunk
Bold tight wound until the heat forces them to stretch their armor
An explosion by fire
It’s nothing I can take
Falling ton this test
Burning to the canvas skies the candle skulls
The jingle in this ride
A palindrome a fallen sage
And all we do it all remains
A better mind was had
And all our indecisions
Were the cool rains of relief
And now I am content without your cunning soul of grief
Counting all the deeds of demons sent to measure me
Who can be my minister of peace
It’s nothing I can take
This fire about to break
A million times a million lives
The random spark this time is never mine
I settle down to home
And all we do it all remains
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Cranes
03:42
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The cranes step cautiously through the snow
The gray air hosts bubbles of heat rising from liquid pools
Heated by the rich decay of fermenting swamp
Angular wings shake frozen powder into puffs of smoke
This slip of spring squall now hosts the lifelong lovers
In their dance of eternal bond
Night and day
The bond we have between us carries hope
All passion gone
The love we have between us seems to come of age
The tender mischief in these eyes stays there
The touch of silence in our words can bare
Final free
To choose to be together without destiny
We can be
And only silence breaks the chain upon the door
And then only cease
It is one tie
Night and day
A promise wasn’t just another feathered dance
I will lie
Among the buried memories just to ease your pain
Those tender bonds of love are always there
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Dugway
04:49
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There are aliens at night in the desert
We know we watched we waited for them
Broad prone horizons broken by jagged tumble peaks
The constant sound of subtle wind amplifying its’ call with a trillion grains of sand
We found those aliens gathered round
Whispering about neighbors in the stars
Is it safe this
To see it come
And get inside it
I feel the flame
I hear it call
I can’t remember the inside
Grieve content
Being now released
Being now appears
A deeper image now
Each of us stumble and reach
Into the summer of God
I cannot dream in color
Cause my camera was robbed
A black night east of Ibapah
Candles from another heaven
Those mysteries from a summer camp
Tell them their time has come
The stars burn clear go tell everyone
This gold heifer is the one to see
In this sacred space
Just to see them come
Get in sight
I see it fall
I see the signs
Be protect
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Geodes
03:30
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Encased in a time
Slave among the dying
In a hollow I see
We are taking this time
Making this right
In a wailing I see
We are waiting in time
In a wonder I see
Blank screens
Just keep in mind that the songs you sing be kind
Don’t look away from the gnarled shell
But enter in and be at peace
What is taking its’ time
With an oculant brine
Now revealing I see
We are losing all our time
We are waiting for that time
For revealing the see
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Hoodoos
04:23
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Fairy chimneys
Totems
Tent rocks
Sentinels
Lot’s wives
Court jesters of geology
Disney spell
Frivolous nature
Pustule trunks
Pylons of the wind
Home of the goblins
Mimic my trance
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Hovenweep
04:04
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I think I just lost my nerve
The spirits languish with fate
Where they couldn’t keep roots
With their flying illusions
Innocent dry home kiva men
The haunt of darker nights
Snake gods brittle wind
It was time to feel our host
I catch that flight beyond the reach
Over land and through the air
Scattered stars we reach the nest
The wings of beast the soul of bird
Born away is reason
Born away is my reason
Wind into eye in this flying away
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Labyrinths
04:52
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We had heard those stories as boys
About the other ones before us
Lost forever to die a blistered death
Caught in the maze of the tumbled red canyons and crevices
And should we fail to burn our trail into our adolescent brains
The spirit of those who came before will take us to purgatory
Lashing red
Huge tongues jut over the empty space
Fathoms below bellow beckoning shade
And mystery and adventure
Wind shape walls undulate upward
A bright blue amulet of sky sliver wiggles away
Sun moves the darkest and longest of shadows
The bright crown of sky empties quickly
As darkness blinds the ground
As the panic begins you’re in this place
The light at the end is just a tease
The silence of life in gloom
The smiles have turned to stone
Behind the end is the steepest of ascents
With every step the stones give way to keep you in their grave
Using my might
Born under siege
Step by step to find the range
Blinding souls
Fill the night
Hear their calls the moon will rise
Breathing swirls
Driven by haste
Called to me in front of my face
The last plateau
I run so fast
Don’t look up
Don’t turn around
Haunted fingers take you back
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Marsh
04:31
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Watch your step
In the reeds and dogwood trees
The skimmers hunt for victims’ breath
The spine of earth above the scum
Meanders piracantha way
As the sun below the lake
The sound of night begins to take
Ceremony I hear them
O bend me some witches
O take me my sentinel
Too soon fire expose thee
Blind faces soon encompass me
My station my ecstasy
Water tigers throw their weight around
As dragonflies like Stukas feed
Here the ground absorbs the corpse
And turns what flesh is left to earth
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Mayflies
04:04
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In another day we miss this flight
With your sugar hair to the mirrored skies
On another day we might not see our way
In another voice
In another day
At another time we couldn’t have this place
With a different wind you wouldn’t be my mate
It’s just a single day in a million years
In another voice
With another tear
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Pebbles
04:00
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At this first glow of the morning the water is as still as glass
There is no wind even here high in the mountains
It is August but our breath steams out from our noses like smoke
There is not enough heat to drive even the tiniest breeze
The mirrored surface reflects its’ soulless twin
An image though accurate reflects only infinite perfection and an intoxicating illusion
On such a morning a pebble might fly
Heaved as far as the solitary boy can muster
It drops with an inside out plop far out into the lake
Concentric perfect waves roll away from the center of the disturbance
The trees begin to melt and shake
The rising peak wobbles like a drunken paint mixer
As the waves begin to fade at the center the leading ring seems to grow
All rushing towards me with gleaming leading edges
Pulling the surface downwards as each wave passes
Soon they hit the shore with tiny laps of splash
Each rolling wave creates a sound a mile long
And rebound back to fight against the their approaching brothers
One small pebble one bit of earth breaking that glass skin
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Promentory
04:19
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If you like constant attention from sand fleas
If you like your legs being a piece of salted jerky
If you love the smell of methane gas and rotting corpses
Then this vacation spot is just for you
Take down take down take down
This postcard life we have agreed upon
Take down take down surprise
The path you saw is not the route you take
Take down surprise take down
You’re stranded life to be encased in clay
Take down take down take down
The ooze of life begins the dreaming chain
Surprise
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14. |
Rips
04:25
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We called it rip shitting
A forty mile stretch of interstate straight as a compass flat
No speed limit no light and a muscle car full of six young dudes
Miles of white salt twinkling like snow under the moon occasional UFO
Heading for an old B29 base at the state line
Airport of choice for high rolling ranchers and smugglers
Ghostly abandoned hangers and blinking red light on the dark desert floor
On the mountain casinos blaze psychedelic among the jagged treeless
A forty mile stretch of interstate straight as a compass flat
No speed limit no light and a muscle car full of PCP
We called it rip shitting
Breathe in
Stay calm
Breathe in
Begin
Breathe in
Reach time
Breathe in
Burn slow
Breathe in
White stars
Breathe in
Stay low
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15. |
Shallow
04:15
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On a pedestal
Is a sycophant
With the method of dreams
With a righteous nod
Just a maitre de
And his mythical way
I can see the ruse
I can smell the rot
Of the singular ways
Hone the lies
Only Abel
Born in dreams upon the sand
The vision rules upon this land
Hold your dreams in other hands
Religion rules upon this land
Born in dreams this arid land
This vision from another man
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16. |
Snowfields
05:18
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Tucked our camp just at the mountain’s edge
Around the bend of a frozen stream on a protected flat
Would be cold blitzkrieg of gigantic sheets of snowflakes
Then wind came and more and more until fading before dawn
Morning air so thick with cold the wind had frozen
Scalloped hills fell away from our knife like den
Desolate fields of stubble agriculture now lay ready for heaven
Dressed in their sparkling white shrouds
I take another pie slice
It’s neither loose nor tight
The certain life you see
Was never meant to be a taste
The avoid dance is a waste of a day
The turn of a scene
I hear no voice call
Been bundled up all night
It was the last cull
Before the blanket covers me
Shadows into the sun
Shine is to be
Cold indeed you see
Somber grace be mine
Born in need you will be
So sharply your feast will cease
Advantage the mind will bend
But something now tells me that destiny lives in the end
Waiting to take me home
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Fyrce Muons San Diego, California
Forty five years of gothic space punk and electro pop reminiscent of Krautrock. Fyrce Muons continue to defy any musical genre with their provocative concept albums, improvisational and surrealistic spoken word.
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