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Blood Bear
04:51
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Blood Bear
Your blood is moving slow, and thickly so.
Your blood oh it is glancing to and fro and it will not let go.
I've got a bear in my heart and he is telling me it's time, you know,
to say goodbye to the pulse and the aching, squeezing flow.
In this blood are the seeds you've sown, a field of veins you raked and hoed.
But the open flood, oh it never comes, you're dry and scorched,
you bless the crows.
Here comes that bear for my heart,
he's marching chamber dirges as he grows.
Goodbye goodbye, goodbye goodbye,
we count it down, we count it down to zero.
Goodbye, I know.
I'd heal your blood, our stars and cells were made to dance,
to light our way and keep us close.
We hum, we flame, we shine, we shake,
we resonate and then we go.
Here comes that bear for my heart, he is steady dragging as a stone.
He enfolds me in his loving arms, we bow our heads, he takes me home.
I know that bear in my heart, we're symbiotic, toe to toe.
We are resting here in the still of time, a single beat, a final stroke.
Goodbye, I know, goodbye.
That's how strong my love is, that's how strong my love is.
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Virginia
05:08
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Virginia
Did you break it, did you speak, were you direct or yet oblique?
Honey turn your light on, honey, where's your light?
As those hills rose up surrounding you
I swear the distant waves of sound in space were still the truth.
Did you pull the river's crease inside your heart to help you sleep?
Honey turn your light on, honey, where's your light?
Could the wrens have called in algebraic code,
and were they crying, 'this is not your home?'
All along the road you stared at me.
Did you dream it, did you creep outside to touch the ivy's teeth?
Honey turn your light on, honey, where's your light?
Do you know the day you turned to fireflies and smoke,
atomized and swam beside the kitchen's radio ghosts?
All along the road you beat the heartbeat into me.
Call the guard in, clue the wind, tell the night.
Honey turn your light on, honey, where's your light?
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Wood Thrush
07:00
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Wood Thrush
The sun we see is a golden ring,
marries the breeze to our skin.
The lay of our lives, the lay of the land,
the lie of my head in the palm of your hand.
The sound of the wood is shaking in me, the sound of the wood is in me.
The restless body is a ghost we leave
for the clutch of the earth, its cosmos of seeds.
An ovenbird, a jam jar, terrarium gold,
the forest is blushing, the flush of my throat.
The sound of the wood is shaking in me, the sound of the wood is in me.
“The soul is a bride.”
You and I are the loam, you and I are the floor,
you and I are the thread trailing thin through ether, moss, and core.
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Annika Bentley Rochester, New York
Singer-songwriter & composer from Rochester, NY
Photo by Keith Parkins
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