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  1. City

From the recording City

<p>I dream of a city with honey walled buildings. &nbsp;A place where the autumn is a mood rather than a season.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I dream of brown buildings, strong arms and trees with leaves that are a shape that is more than shape, rather a texture upon the dark sky. &nbsp;I don't know the name of such leaves, for all the leaves where I live are hearts, and these are not hearts, but are splayed more like oak, maybe they are oak or maybe not, I can't tell, but I look up and remember even as there are arms as stars around me, the way the light moves through them, the dense shadows and ridged contours of day.&nbsp; I dream of a pool where&nbsp;the lights reflect and it is the soul of a city dancing within, some kind of deep current though the waters be shallow. &nbsp;I can see across to where the city rises like a plume of smoke out of my imagining thoughts.&nbsp; I know there are other lights, but I can't see beyond the reflections and the coolness of the water&nbsp;laced through my fingers - waves that flatten as they move into the circles of lights. &nbsp;Beyond&nbsp;is a hum of cars, but it is a symphony much like 4'33', in which I am drawn in only to move outwards and be&nbsp;overwhelmed by the silence of a place that is never silent.&nbsp;&nbsp;Somewhere after there is&nbsp;the dark ocean, I don't know how I come to be there, how I come to be on the edge of the rolling abyss, while the light pushes me towards. &nbsp; I look into a darkness from this place of&nbsp;waked buoyancy.&nbsp; I see it and somehow can almost see what I am there with this city, &nbsp;a crown&nbsp;upon my head and wings of lights as I stretch my arms and wonder at whether I would fall, or&nbsp;fly into this place here that is&nbsp;what I know, but is also what I don't know. &nbsp;&nbsp;</p>
<p>Written in November 2011</p>
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Lyrics

<p>&lsquo;Neath the cacophony there is a living beat<br /> A heart that never sleeps<br /> Held in the honey walls, secrets and gargoyles<br /> A lover&rsquo;s harking hall<br /> Oh sweep me away, lead me astray<br /> Within your winsome arms<br /> Lift me on the wings of your symphonic din<br /> Like the rush of breathing<br /><br /> City under my dreams<br /> Light at the seams<br /> Holds a spilling halo<br /> Music, rapturous tears<br /> Speaks as a seer<br /> In the tongue of fallen angels<br /> Take me further<br /><br /> Temples of fractured high kissing a weeping sky<br /> And crowned in sun break gold<br /> Night, a reflection of smoke in the vestibules<br /> Of every waking door<br /> Oh teach me to pray on the autumnal grey<br /> For nothing but witching hours<br /> Lost in the delicate skin of your cobblestone mist<br /> And your seeking pleasure<br /> <br /> City under my dreams<br /> Light at the seams<br /> Holds a spilling halo<br /> Music, rapturous tears<br /> Speaks as a seer<br /> In the tongue of fallen angels<br /> Take me further<br /><br /> Strangers in marble halls<br /> A dance of colliding starts<br /> Furtively dream of stars<br /> <br /> Oh let me be changed by the shadows and veins<br /> Held by your seabound walls<br /> Trace the ruins renamed, these morphing refrains<br /> Oh they sing enraptured, chaos captured<br /> Take me further<br /> Take me further<br /> Take me further</p>