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Partisan You
03:39
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Lyrics:
The moss spreads o'er our land
Laid to rest in shade by the blinding hand
Colors change, luster sustains
When mold is torn, a new crescendo's born
Sirens cry out mournful drones
For what our loops have sewn
Relying on time to complete repairs
There's twig scaffolding for porcelain stairs
Reaching for petals of merlot
Fingers climb up her barbed rope
Painfully true, partisan you
Sugar on their tongues
Fluid pools in their lungs
Sweat it out, why lick it up?
Our own connection's a confection unspun
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2. |
Quarantine
05:07
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Lyrics:
His halo has lifted, it drifted away
And the people who choose black or white, he paints grey
Knowledge and skills are his currency
Their predictability a handshake
Their pillars, once ripe, are brought down in one swipe
To make the land our church, and forgiveness - unheard
A shrine rebuilt for all seeking sure defeat
The ones who dare to dance, limber and discreet
Plucked from his tree, pulled off of his track
Placed in captivity with walls thick of glass
Displayed as a menace, an infectious seed about
Warning those who question convention and its clout
Collapsing on a thinly stiffened cot
And fighting the stench from a porcelain pot
A carving knife lies beside fruits that rot
A clever plot, but his spite's all he's got
His room sits amongst the union square
An invitation for all to come and stare
Disciples of tradition, they gather in his despair
The chairmen of conviction applaud for their snare
His roots retire
Under this enemy choir
Whittled and weak with desire
Entwined in a patient pyre
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Fear of White Walls
05:43
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Lyrics:
Clear endings purge
Beginnings emerge
Buried gems ring bells below
Embodied canvas aglow
Trailing conscious delay
The smell of decay
Predator salivates
Must enslave the prey
Foggy shield in his scope starts wielding its blur
Darkness creeping in a'drape, a figure takes shape
Clarity falls short
Fear found its mort, which had failed to abort
Cryptic it remains, unknown, awaiting impulse
Eating up the breadcrumb trail of my unexplored tale
White walls have paved its allure and charm
The steadiness speaks no harm
Prying happy smiles with clean, fresh sterile style
Apathy ahead for miles, and more to compile
In this dry time, darkness will prevail
The crop you tend will surely fail
Over smoldering musk scents, sandalwood ferments
Whistles pitching high initiate tree roots' slide
Hypnotic pulses on animal skins
Present the smudge stick to its grin
Forced in a tight cell
Where thoughts mean to dwell, they swell
Will man cry when his wings are torn off dry?
Pregnant tongues howl
Adolescent eyes growl
Feed with exotic rinds
To birth the silver kind
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4. |
A Sterile Draft
06:53
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Lyrics:
A silk cocoon has cradled its womb
A sterile draft has awaited my craft
Beasts align when the time is mine
Forcep hands bring inverted dance
We relay thoughts of our inner-sense lost
Casting beams feature naked sleeves
Wrenched into disfigurement
We summon up new measurement
Limelight dribble under lunar light
Conductive drivel under hyper's sight
The juice of fertility
The jewels of hostility
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5. |
Bundle's Bolero
04:53
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Lyrics:
Forming prophecies from all the smoke that's been released
Finally finding fortunes in the drunk, sunken tea leaves
Caught between the fields of green and seductive serpentines
A diluted resolution
Flails his arms for that fake farm
Hugging its feet for the blessed retreat
Pounding form into the dirt over rotting finds
Infertile and bitter with no means of taking flight
Soaking into the flytrap that robotic apes contract
Through ebb and flow, with a coarse touch
Remove our inherent crutch
Prod the laughing foe to confront their chateau
Solitary ventures have fallen short in their packs
Blood of infectious broods leak into the source of facts
Lactations contaminated in the hostess' breasts
Cast them into the coiling flux
Forge your spatial communion
And sit in the garden I've eaten, in peace
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Upon the Clearing
05:54
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Lyrics:
Old gaping-gob, head ticks
Imploring seekers impound, surround
The stomach stirs when tainted tales erupt, blow up
Discharging such facetious... oh, mediations
Amongst these raging tides, upon the clearing
Natives summon a celebration
Keeping the embers lit
Keeping the peace afloat
Pull them to our bosom
For a creation of elation
Reaching for a distant shore, sea of clover
The closer to lust, the more he rusts
Dangling, frayed, and too late to delay
They pray and they prey
For robust and bold dismay
Surrender to the setting sun
As the dancing shell is hoisted up
Bones pierce the bark, in spite of our frothing fellows
Marry thine body with its bright crystal beads
Birthed upon their bronze provider
Shedding, they cascade down
To the parched domain of our departed ancestors
Heavy breaths, and a fatal swoon
Beneath the open hides, it gradually splits open wide
It leans with a faint, quarreled form
And red berries are ripped from their polluted tree,
While the holes are covered with a brand new plea
A healthy branch looms amongst the congregation
Sucking thumb, and looking into the sun
Sensing the mosaic disarray
While harvesting the short-lived praise they soon will have to face
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Persona Non Grata
05:36
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Lyrics:
Trudging muscles ache in heavy snow
Body damp with freezing sweat in bitter cold
Nightly wind cuts dry, brittle skin
Stomach empty from a fruitless hunt
Meadow below, distant lights show
A tiny village nests beneath mountain shields
So, I draw near the bustle of sounds rising
From the tired evening silence
Their hands held out to me
With warmth, they take me in
They clothe me in wool,
While leading me to a crafted stool
In front of cakes and ales
Encircling laughs and dancing
With no regard for daily chores
But my glass is kept full
Dawn beams unto thine face
But there's no change of pace
An absence of wear in their chase -
It seems a trifle odd
Yet I want to learn how this beauty is preserved
No pain, but how can such things reign?
They say I should refrain
My thoughts are warned through persistence
For to ponder is to wander away from paradise
I insist on my help, and the peace breaks
Fires are set ablaze
Hypnotic movements form a haze
Their actions turn aggressive and their words all become brash
Their bright eyes become pitted and their smiles turn to snarls
I fear the intent with their gaze aimed at me
To become? Or to be chastised?
I'll be on my merry way!
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8. |
The Fourth Wall
04:28
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Lyrics:
The air is plagued with sin
Trembling within genetic lockdown
But absorption occurs
Blood boils behind regard
Letting weakness seep through the lard
Wander away to the hermit's hub
A kink in their hose is a “chemical flub”
But slip those depleted remains from shackled refrain
Infatuation with a blooming collage
This idol of faith may be a distant mirage
Away from realist sustenance
Which repels thine brother's grasp
A vivid moment of lavish resort
Enlightens with primal intensity
Memory is conserved
Through one's own will to preserve
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Okapi Asheville, North Carolina
OKAPI is a duo which utilizes upright bass, cello, and voice through raw, intimate orchestrations driven by honesty and philosophical content. We advocate the conscious confrontation with reality, rather than the subconscious avoidance or distraction from it, and encourage individual awareness, freedom, and healthy growth. We hope to inspire consciousness in all those who are willing to listen. ... more
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