1. |
Lavender Morning
08:00
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2. |
A Ballad for Memory
02:54
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Early springtime morning
memories fading,
like the early misty fog
above the dew,
Just before the sunlight,
breaks between the pine
and geese careen along
the glassy water line.
Memories come and go, float
between me and my mind.
An abject apparition,
no Virgil as guide.
I'd have them stay awhile,
or maybe see them
when I'm sleeping,
in my dreams.
And maybe someday
between the sunbeams
and the long-gone starlight,
I'll make it all in tune.
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3. |
In Queue
04:40
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4. |
To Sleep
06:10
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Intro:
Recitation of "To Sleep" by John Keats
Lyrics:
A quarter past eleven on a Saturday night,
riding with my parrot
on a wave of light.
Melatonin cruising right along,
listen to the elvish owls sing a song.
Memories trapped on the cranial ridge.
Neuroreceptors span a bridge.
Shift into fifth, push on the gas,
catch what's trapped and make it last.
Riding right past a funny scene,
hot spilled milk made Coleridge scream,
holed up, caught up, passing by,
The catty-corner kitty starts to fly.
Next to the unconscious spectral glare,
Lacanian thoughts and the people stare.
Bubbling plasma starts to boil,
memories melting myelin soil.
Out of sight, out of time, cruise on down,
moving right along to the funky sound,
Dendrites flowing like a waterfall,
catching neural moonbeams in the hall.
Trip is almost over at a quarter 'till five,
sun on the trees makes the leaves feel alive.
Conscious starts to wake and tear a seam,
all across the surface of this cosmic dream.
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5. |
When Things Fall Apart
07:41
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I had a dream, that you and I
walked below a midnight sky,
hand in hand, by the glassy shoal,
your starlight hair and eyes of coal.
We walked between the willows and beams
of moonlight's kiss on the trickling stream.
I thought for sure that things would last,
but now you float in pulsing past.
Coming back to present day,
my words can't tell what I want to say.
It's all trapped along in the in-between,
beside my thoughts within the dream.
So maybe one day when it all comes back,
I'll mix the thoughts into a track,
and spin it 'round inside my mind,
and day by day it'll fall behind.
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6. |
Blue Shift
05:17
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7. |
Watch the Flowers Grow
01:45
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Tyler Graham Conway, Arkansas
Tyler is a self-taught guitarist from Conway, Arkansas. Inspired by the style of Trey Anastasio of Phish, Tyler strives to blend alternative mystically with lyrical resonance to give his music multi-dimensionality. Tyler is a graduate student of English, chases tornadoes, and writes poetry. ... more
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