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MWSTARD! Cloc

by MWSTARD!

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1.
Dance Mwncis 02:37
Under wraps at the back of the class. Training hard not to get it all wrong. Somewhere deep are the pieces of me ticking off the moments before its time to go. Dance mwncis, dance. Time served. Hard hands. Soft palmed rebrands. Head down. Hold fast. Stay tight. hang tough. Tap it out crackpot, fight back, its time to go. One more hill and were over the worst. If we make it to the weekend, then we know its been earned. Its the time of our lives and each moment that shines, screaming get up and go!
2.
Bin Voices 03:23
Flawed Scarred. Impure. Like anyones not. Imperfects fine. ideal, unachieved. Expect what can never be. Imperfects fine Building holes that can't be filled with stuff. Holes that can't be filled with "God" Unfail. Imperfect is. Imperfects fine
3.
Windburn 03:18
Exposed on a rock in the ruins of a place that time forgot. Take back the power. To breathe normally. Caught in a current Waves of old dissent Trees all growing bent. Take back the power to breathe normally. Voices in the wood, silenced now for good. Burnt out on the wind. The sea brought me to your door. The wind will bring you to my shore.
4.
Lichen 04:06
Lichen, keeps you company. Old man's beard and bones, bleached to sepia. Lichen, in your finery. Young mans flag unfurled, all gone across the sea. Lichen, the colour of memory. On human stone and rune, carved in misery. Strike, hammer, chip, scrape, rune, stone, tree, bone.
5.
Cloc 04:24
6.
Molluscs 02:38
Neolithic fears into red-top hate. Myopic observation in a hell of a State. Where compassion and intelligence is showed down. By xenophobic gobshite, beer-soaked clowns. Channelling frustrations, whilst stoking up hate. Into a a well stacked deck, into a well rigged game. And the blaming of the targets. And the calling of names. Avoids the real culprits. And the game goes on the same. Hate filled rhetoric. Flags are waved. Fingers are pointed. And the "they" are blamed. Whilst the business of business goes on and on. Whilst the manufactured bigots keep, keeping up the con
7.
Undividual 04:42
Where to begin. Re-imagining. Our old skins, always changing. Our old selves, always changing. How to fit in re-wilding Our fragile forms still evolving Always evolving. These words fly out past the edge of me. Voice becomes sound, sound entropy. Borrowed briefly, ideas of self are born. Cycled and recycled and recycled in a never ending process of change. So change. We're not running, redefining. Not homesick now, journeying. Always evolving. New landscapes re-creating us. Borrowed space, always revolving. Always revolving.
8.
Groundswell 03:21
We are not. We're not falling Synaptic. We are surfing. Tuned in to the storm. In communication. In this now. We're not alone. Anti-static. We are dancing. Tuned in to the storm. Channeling connection.
9.
Shadow moss 03:36
I came across a book by accident Sheltering from the rain. Made a friend in another's head No longer alone in a dream. I came across a book by accident Escaping from the pain. It said it didn't have to be this way. That there could be a different ending. I came across a book by accident Waiting for the bus. Helped me learn a new language. Write better songs for the future.
10.
L'Homme Arme 04:08
L'Homme Arme. Doit on Doubter On a fait partout crier Que chascun se viegne arme D'un haubregun de fer L'homme arme doit on doubter. The armoured man should be feared Everywhere it has been proclaimed that each one should arm themselves. With a coat of iron mail The armoured man should be feared.
11.
Sundogs 06:23
Fire a mind Mind a fool

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released January 16, 2017

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