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Vimanas

by Vimanas

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Pattie Murray
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Pattie Murray Thought provoking and mostly very laid back. The lyrics are written and performed fantastically. Truly a journey.
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I figured out all kind of profound things While I was stoned I’d had a few to drink And I was feeling right at home I dreamt all kinds of dreamy things The last time I slept through the night But since then, rest don’t come so easy I wonder will I be alright? Do I think these songs are going to mean something? Something, someday, to somebody They once held meaning to me Despite the random seeming nature of chaos It still blooms toward the strange attractor we lay on
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Beds 03:40
Such a soft spoken second thought We understand we must endure Our bodies as they weaken and they rot Safer to spin a hard truth Than defend the pretender Only to soothe a superficial wound If everything you never said Comes back to haunt you in the end You’d break before you bend All that leverage overhead Now even our best guesses have started asking questions We cannot comprehend the immeasurable rest Destined to buried beds
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What inspiration is this? Something specific In all this ambiguousness Something specific Please Take the moment to witness It’s influence as it diminishes Bent in delicate dimensions Definition Lost to apprehension Fading from existence Such inspiration is this
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Moon 03:54
Every man is a moon With a dark side he doesn’t show Any other earthly being Who’d assuredly impugn He keeps this cloudy face Where it rightfully should wait Toward obscurity And pointing into empty space Moon, Moon With temperance unmatched Which only patience can afford The half that does not sleep Can be placidly unlatched Just as every human scheme Breeds at length a pallor hue In the face of Father Time Glows dull as a cast moonbeam Moon, Moon While we live we think we know What it is to plant a seed And watch it bloom unto a tree With which we shade what we can grow But the moon does not possess What it needs to sprout a leaf Or to harbor living things Like the man in his conquest Moon, Moon
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Whereunto 01:53
Closer to the center When nothing was stuck here yet No debris spiraling toward inferno No lidless cosmonauts barreling throughout They all froze, and rotate still Soft rock cooled, hardened in the silence Counterbalanced Securing its place in the blackness A symphony set in stone Many questions Few answers We are living fractals Electrified And realizing we are actual
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Starspawn 02:54
When I was young I could not believe I had been made Made from the stuff of stars Now that I have grown I cannot believe I was not made Made by one hand alone They came down from the stars They came down from the stars I'm a starspawn I came down from the stars When I was young I could not believe I had been made Made by one hand alone Now that I have grown I cannot believe I have been made Made by one hand alone They came down from the stars They came down from the stars I'm a starspawn I came down from the stars They came down from the stars They came down from the stars I'm a star song I came down from the stars
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Reflector 04:32
Ghosts of past loves fill the shells that we are made of Ghosts of past lives live inside the life we act out The lines The lines between you and they Are often not Often not so well defined In the looking glass We think we spy clarity Seize gravity See reality Even the right kind of light has a filament that can burn out Even the right kind of light casts shadows as we walk out of its aura The lines That cross each other all the time Are often not Often not so well defined In the looking glass We think we spy where they collide Seize gravity See reality We see partiality We see pageantry We see mortality We see humanity
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And I was asked to deliver this message from beyond the grave It didn’t wait, it didn’t wait for days I had saved And in life, like a theatre stage, set in a different time and place What was that line you always say? We’re often ad-libbing to fill space
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We thought our strings were out of tune In fact, they sound better than that We almost went our separate ways Instead, we admitted faulty character traits and stayed We drove away for a few days We played with old friends on new stages We saw in shades of light blue and gray They conveyed a sort of distant moment replay A distant moment replay A future instant display A picture in a time frame
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Interregnum 01:22
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We are small in relation to the cosmos A knick on time’s endless column We are soft unlike brittle-solid stone We are batteries that let flesh vehicles roam Born by the passing of moon and sun in sky Far away in distance space Planets wild and untamed They’ve known only their own strange days
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Endless 03:54
The mind of a man The search for melody The furthest distance Every form in between Endless, Endless Endless, Endless Light and darkness All shades in between At hand, here and now, to see Endless, endless Endless, endless
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Progress 03:22
I'm on a sick streak, that's what I think I gnashed a bag of shrooms, chased it with a bottle of booze Trip to save face, trip to contemplate I'm on that sick streak, man that's just what I think Ghosts roam these streets with me, they all claim to be kings We left our bodies behind, we can't stand to be reminded Of faces painted permanently, they're faces containing our remaining animal instinct Come around you'll see, come around you'll believe Come around you'll see, just come around and you'll believe Bare hands broke bricks and I am not cut out for this You're a princess lacking any sense, I'm a reckless mess lacking any progress So let's claim that death came and it stole the soul from our love I don't deserve this, hell, neither do you
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Sparrows 03:38
Scribe a love language Of our own sounds A quarrel of sparrows Carrying us around Unexpected Longed for in fashion And good cooking closely tied to satisfaction Send a text message If you’re feeling lonely When you’re asking Wondering what I’m doing I turned a little nothing Into something worthy In the basement huddled Up beneath the window Every subtle beauty In your features Worn in good form Even through the tears
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Modern Gem 02:52
Below forgotten fossils Glowing on neon wavelengths Plucked, seed and stem In search for a modern gem Poring over written pages Chronological And running onward toward no end Collecting modern gems Within the intangible Digging into digital deposits Electrified lines between them Designing modern gems Beyond the limits of one and zero Linking chains in exchange Uncorrupted diadem Adorned in modern gems
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When I wonder Could it be that we are living in a dream? We are not here to love each other only We are here to spread our genes Considering There are no guarantees No guarantees When we met I was a broken magnet Still polar, just feeling oh so tragic Fastened in to a melancholic kind of static Considering Considering its all standing still While I review the well cut grooves of my mental habit It may seem like I am, oh well out of practice My motions, my actions, all witless and tactless Could it be I'm only going through the steps?
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Immanuel 04:30
I found a box of letters That I wrote to myself There's this one about you I don't sound quite like myself Do you know what it is? Do you know what it is? The message now is simple Trite perhaps but true If you cant see whats before you There's nothing you can do Do you know what it is? Do you know what it is? In the eyes of the living Life is said to be I know he's no fool Who chooses what to see Do you know what it is? Do you know what it is to love?
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All that has been done today The way it’s spent The time at hand Will there remain And there will stay As a grain entombed In the falling sands Like our tomorrow plans What had in ink been planned Its better, lost or soon begun In coming days we’ll have ourselves Outdone, Outdone Though shaky as a pencil trace On a paper hewn From forest grand You know A single seed could more seeds grow As long as one still stands Like our tomorrow plans What had in ink been planned Its better, lost or soon begun In coming days we’ll have ourselves Outdone, Outdone How quickly good intentions well From the tips of tongues That water and With thick saliva blend to gel The best laid words Left tasting bland What had in ink been planned Its better, lost or soon begun In coming days we’ll have ourselves outdone, outdone

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released March 19, 2018

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