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Welcome
02:26
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Frightened by an alabaster sky
Or a rainbow in the wind
Put tears of til tomorrow
Or wish we coulda sinned
The beacon in the courtyard, it's painted baby brown
All the letters lit up, there's a smile and a frown
Welcome to the show
Welcome my friends
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Galveston 1.0h
03:08
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I'm running out of time to tell you
The bones inside my chest are not a cage
In case you question where my head is
It's stapled to my neck by Galveston
And so it starts
My heavy heart, it whispers
"I'm dead," it said, "At least for a little while".
A bird is born in the nest inside my skull.
Cause blue bonnets bloom only north of Galveston.
Galveston, Galveston, Galveston
Oh my God,
Save our souls
On the shores of Galveston
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Beautiful
02:47
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The stillness of sunrise, it swallows me whole
In the kiss of the heavens and the jetty below
Sprawling plains of sapphire with a halo of blood
Painted like a mirror of the emptiness above
Called by a stranger selling onion smut
For a twenty dollar bill or ant-bites in my gut
Called by my mother, another is sick
One foot in Texas, the other a stick
Nothing is Beautiful
Nothing is Beautiful to me
The window of my bedroom is a stage for the moon
That grin of the cosmos baptized by a boon
Eyelids like hands in prayer enshroud
I'm dancing in the darkness with kaleidoscope clouds
Dreamed of the city,
It was swimming in sweat
And choking on perfume like a Pluto vignette.
Flew above its head, the dead are dancing
To a symphony of silence and sword
Something is Beautiful
Something is Beautiful to me
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4. |
Bermuda Rust
02:40
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God gave us wings,
And so we flew away
From all that we are
And all we can be
Rambling mortar fields are broken
Snapped and bleeding, gaping and torn
The maid of honor is a brazen gust
Cloaked in kindness and bermuda rust
Sail away on the 7 seas
Far away from your disease
Now I'm locked in a treasure chest
Made from oak, and pine, and cigarettes
[Chorus]
The mast has been cast by the winds
and I've chipped the hull
And the carver of the curtains can finally send the ship ashore
To crash
upon
the oceanside
of Someday
The Oceanside of Someday
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5. |
The Sparrow Song
04:48
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The Sparrow Song, it lives as long
as the cinders in the sea
That were washed away until today
to make me what I'd be
His beak is cracked and black and bruised
His wings are almost white
The sunken orbs inside his skull
They gleam a timid light
The Sparrow flies
to touch the sun
to say hello for me
He flies, flies
to each centaur in our galaxy
The sparrow said "I'm good as dead.
The mountains will all mourn me.
To the top, I'd climb and drop,
down and down with gravity"
A wilted rose, his feckless thorns
Lay barren at his breast
And peeled beneath those pedals
A heart that cannot rest
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6. |
Shadow Bones
07:40
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7. |
Cherubic Barbarians
04:10
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8. |
Ocean on the Peak
04:32
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9. |
So Long
04:55
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Al Tobon Houston, Texas
A Texan recluse, Folk Singer, guitar teacher and writer deeply rooted in the celebration of the absurd, Al Tobon attempts to explore human nature through abstract vignettes sung into The Void.
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