Now it's all over like the birds, 2003
Marriage records
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Untitled 1
Now it is all over like the birds
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You do intend to fill with jewelry
This stretched out stomach, and you intend rightly
Room will be made in the world’s belly
That has been full and always will be
I do intend to color the air
And if I do, it will be blue
I am as hungry for the wind’s whipping hair
As on occasion for me
Upon the table there are rung
Different fruits and some canyons
Between the oranges people cry
I am out standing in the fire
And thereby falling after dark
We’ll follow frogs and sharp-spiked sharks
Water bodies over sea
All of us dangling in the deep
So fucked, it seems we are asleep
But still our minds go moving nearer
To all the dead; a dog here, a deer there
That we attached upon our car
Up to the castle for the ball
So we remember our time here
As feeling somewhere in the house
Where we could sit and have our share
Under the stairs, we’d sulk and cry “Why?
Why we be full of clouds and mist?
Why are we full of clouds and mist?”
Now that forever has come
Once angels bore a raining nothing
We’ve got so wet that we can’t be
And now at last we won’t be seen
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Oh breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade
Where cold and un-honored, his relics are laid
Sad, silent and dark be the tears that we shed,
As the night dew that falls on the grass or his head
Untitled 4
Glory in the field
Which burns and cooks the clouds
Orange and red get in the sky
Black trees get in the water
Like sounding out images
Our context, our characters
Our blood boiling, we have facts
The sky reflects
Glory in the field
We laid down ourselves
To bleeding out on what ground were
Turning our heads or hold the lens right
Leaving room to take up
This way the smoke rise
Down low, the ash go
Glory in the field
Which burns and cooks the clouds
Orange and red get in the sky
Black trees get in the water
Like sounding out images
Our context, our characters
Our blood boiling, we have facts
The sky reflects
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I am so glad since I’ve lost you
My visitors come and shut up
I look in the dark trying to find you
And during the day I knew all along
There are two ways I see to look for you
And beside those or more unfounded
In the dark, in the ocean made of all the colors
And above, where the seagulls gather on the rocks
There are two ways you seem to me
But you just march through me regardless of those
My thoughts spring up out of the winter
Like flowers or flounders in fountains of bones
Under arched eyelids birds gather in flocks
As an architect drew them to cover me up
Let me rest in the winged coves with the curtains drawn
When the rainbow has come, the clouds will have fallen
Make my nest ‘neath un-jeweled crowns and bending thrones
Let my fingers curl up under my robes
Whose hooked splinters hover over my thighs
While cream spilled my kingdom swinging over the sky
There’s some of me in the ruins and some in creations
Oh, I’m moving
Untitled 6
I asked you which way
You’d like it to be
You watched it snowing,
You watched it with me
Snow on the trees
Snow on the streets
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Untitled 1
Now it is all over like the birds
Untitled 2
You do intend to fill with jewelry
This stretched out stomach, and you intend rightly
Room will be made in the world’s belly
That has been full and always will be
I do intend to color the air
And if I do, it will be blue
I am as hungry for the wind’s whipping hair
As on occasion for me
Upon the table there are rung
Different fruits and some canyons
Between the oranges people cry
I am out standing in the fire
And thereby falling after dark
We’ll follow frogs and sharp-spiked sharks
Water bodies over sea
All of us dangling in the deep
So fucked, it seems we are asleep
But still our minds go moving nearer
To all the dead; a dog here, a deer there
That we attached upon our car
Up to the castle for the ball
So we remember our time here
As feeling somewhere in the house
Where we could sit and have our share
Under the stairs, we’d sulk and cry “Why?
Why we be full of clouds and mist?
Why are we full of clouds and mist?”
Now that forever has come
Once angels bore a raining nothing
We’ve got so wet that we can’t be
And now at last we won’t be seen
Untitled 3
Oh breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade
Where cold and un-honored, his relics are laid
Sad, silent and dark be the tears that we shed,
As the night dew that falls on the grass or his head
Untitled 4
Glory in the field
Which burns and cooks the clouds
Orange and red get in the sky
Black trees get in the water
Like sounding out images
Our context, our characters
Our blood boiling, we have facts
The sky reflects
Glory in the field
We laid down ourselves
To bleeding out on what ground were
Turning our heads or hold the lens right
Leaving room to take up
This way the smoke rise
Down low, the ash go
Glory in the field
Which burns and cooks the clouds
Orange and red get in the sky
Black trees get in the water
Like sounding out images
Our context, our characters
Our blood boiling, we have facts
The sky reflects
Untitled 5
I am so glad since I’ve lost you
My visitors come and shut up
I look in the dark trying to find you
And during the day I knew all along
There are two ways I see to look for you
And beside those or more unfounded
In the dark, in the ocean made of all the colors
And above, where the seagulls gather on the rocks
There are two ways you seem to me
But you just march through me regardless of those
My thoughts spring up out of the winter
Like flowers or flounders in fountains of bones
Under arched eyelids birds gather in flocks
As an architect drew them to cover me up
Let me rest in the winged coves with the curtains drawn
When the rainbow has come, the clouds will have fallen
Make my nest ‘neath un-jeweled crowns and bending thrones
Let my fingers curl up under my robes
Whose hooked splinters hover over my thighs
While cream spilled my kingdom swinging over the sky
There’s some of me in the ruins and some in creations
Oh, I’m moving
Untitled 6
I asked you which way
You’d like it to be
You watched it snowing,
You watched it with me
Snow on the trees
Snow on the streets
