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Conjurer
03:48
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Keep your eyes full
You've gathered up a million particles
When they meet
The air will ring
Call your joys, call them all
And out they'll fly like a squall
From a night with no wind at all,
Conjurer
Deep in love
Oh finally the violent swelling of
Constellations
Call your name
Call your joys, call them all
And out they'll fly like a squall
From a night with no wind at all
And everything you felt was real
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It's Real
03:21
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I'll never hold you
I shake with a terror every night
Waiting forever
Waiting for when the feeling's right
If it's a matter of a purity of heart
I've cut my own in two to measure out the art
Oh, for the blossom,
For uncontrollable delight,
I cried a mountain
In anticipation of the sight
Everywhere I looked I saw the gleaming in their eyes
Above, a gallery was draped across the skies
It's real, the way it holds me like an infant child
Real, the taste of honey from the meek and mild
Held my head inside the lions mouth and never thought about:
I'm either conquered or I'm bound to be
Everywhere I looked, I saw the gleaming in their eyes
Above, a gallery was draped across the skies
I'll never hold you
I shake with the terror every night
Waiting forever
Waiting for when the feeling's right
If it's a matter of a purity of heart,
I've cut my own in two to measure out the art
It's real, the way it holds me like an infant child
Real, the taste of honey from the meek and mild
Held my head inside the lions mouth and never thought about:
I'm either conquered or I'm bound to be
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Natasha
03:30
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In the ocean where I find you
Swimming low beneath the waves
I know there is danger here
But the tides will keep you safe
Memories will keep you alive
Even now I'm watching you dive
Deeper
Graceful as the nights
When you sang another chorus of a long and lilting tune
Cross the memories and be here
Swim across to waking life
It's only the thinnest line
Through the ebb and flow
The night before
I felt you here
Filled the room
And for the last time
I was with you in the living world
And here's to the times when we sang out
Together upon crowded stages
And here's to our summer vacation
I know you are there
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The Hall
03:24
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On the night you found me in the hall
Eyes half closed and curled against the wall
I had seen the last that I would see
And the smallest things, they sang to me
Tell me about where we are
The sand was ten feet tall
Through the moonlit thorns onto the tracks
Train cars black holes all
When the color's done it's visiting
Sleeps inside the cracks in everything
Settles in my ears and on my lips
Makes a home beneath my fingertips
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Oh! Pears Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Oh! Pears is Seattle-via-Philadelphia’s Corey Duncan, whose work draws a kaleidoscope of influences from disparate musical worlds (Neutral Milk Hotel, Duke Ellington, Broadcast, Chopin) to create songs with transformative power.
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