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Divisions

by Charlie Nieland

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1.
Always on Fire Take me to the lights so blurry Each night over the city purring  Molecular strutting, timeless, complete  The seeds are planted in concrete Every breath, every brethren  Jagged rhythms in the broken pieces of heaven Friction in the callous and cruel, Between the heartlessness and you And all the thirst for power brings The appetite of kings And all your desire sings like a siren Brooklyn is always on fire The sacred and profane, just temperature  Your mind is playing tricks on you Behind a mother holding hands,  A child who was once a man So disparate yet tightly wound  Our appetite seduced by sound  Fuchsia, Aquamarine will play The latest micro-dosed decay While the crooks and kleptocrats Dress in basic black We dance and we fan the flame forever higher, (listen)  Brooklyn is always on fire Here, how we made it with the ice inside our veins Here, the honor to share this moment with everyone on this train Here, the molten gold that runs so hot beneath this bliss Here, I’m so in love I’d drink the very air with the thirst I feel every time we kiss And all I see is your face while we spin in place Spiraling through time and space And desire Brooklyn is always on fire
2.
Divisions There are no divisions between things about to collapse We are just collisions of every firing synapse Is anything still missing? Life looks just like these The fruits of the forbidden, The hidden life of trees Twisting On the brink of what's to happen A silver note Sings out across the ocean Like trees We breathe in syncopation Why can't we see Where there are no divisions There are no divisions between things about to collide I am just a projection of all you are inside Now we're lashed together in lives that look like these The fruits of our forever, The hidden life of trees Twisting On the brink of what's to happen A silver note Sings out across the ocean Like trees We breathe in syncopation Why can't we see That there are no divisions We always fight For what we have protected The space we fill Where our branches are directed The life you have So carefully selected Is it really yours? Our roots are all connected
3.
Exploding 03:46
Exploding Inside my head music explodes I try not to listen to close 'Cause this time I might not escape Besides my love, I might not be awake Held together by a memory This melody is gone It's exploding like the stars where All this comes from The light that shines as I move out of the way The radio that tells me what to play It might just be an accident of birth I might just be a song sung by the earth I may not escape the quicksand Or your hands as you play With the constellations turning I'm burning just to say How I love you in the night time And every single day I just want to let the light shine So I move out of the way So you just might see it for a second So you just might hear it for a second For a second Feel it For a second Held together by the memory Of all that is gone It's exploding like the stars where The music comes from You might hear it for a second And remember that it's true Like the way that I remember Everything about you Just for a second One second This second
4.
The Falling Man So worried about his air supply Forgot why he wanted to stay alive So hurry up and put out the light Reach for the ones you talk to at night Your eyes, your mouth, your face Not a single hair is out of place So the falling man slips through your hands Like watching the glass as it shatters You are paralyzed In the silence of passing disasters The lens is wide Can you see what really matters? I got off the plane and was swallowed by The light of the world that was left behind All I could do was try to find The place where you and I were so entwined Your kiss, your skin, your breath, your fire Crane to meet your own desire And the falling man slips through your hands Like watching the glass as it shatters You are paralyzed In the silence of passing disasters The lens is wide Now you see what really matters When will you know No one will ever come back So you can let go I think you know Nothing will ever come back So you can let go
5.
I Refuse 03:00
I Refuse I won't be trading love for approval These binds are only meant for removal You seem to only show your teeth But can you show what's underneath You want the strictest kind of love around you always You call this home but you are lost in all the hallways You want the strictest kind of love You want the strictest kind of love I refuse! I refuse to take a turn with you Dancing with all of the love removed I refuse You're asking of me what I cannot do I refuse! I refuse! With all the camouflage that's between us We kick up all the dust of indifference I could always read the signs Why can't I read what's on your mind We say what we don't mean til we mean just what we don't say I'm so completely vexed it doesn't matter anyway We want the strictest kind of love We want the strictest kind of love I refuse! I refuse to take a turn with you Dancing with all of the love removed I refuse You're asking of me what I cannot do I refuse! I refuse!
6.
The Land Of Accidents Nothing happens the way you expected You cannot read fate, you must be connected As the thin sons of fat men brandish their weapons And where you were born overtakes the message Give up belonging You belong nowhere Birthplace is an accident You are an accident Where do you go? Does anything matter? Factions and fictions, they splinter and splatter Drag around history like a ball and chain And the thin sons of fat men remember your name Give up belonging You belong nowhere Birthplace is an accident You are an accident Sounds like freedom Sounds like paradise
7.
Meta Incognita Set off to find the Last Kings of Thule With your Hemishpherium But you never really do He heard of them from visiting whalers Sailed to find the Inuit From the Isle of Baffin the shaman sailed With 38 souls continuing He gave them all a bird's-eye view Setting out for unknown shores Found a way to feel the moon To find a way back home We tell the tale again until We see ourselves in stars and snow Blowing hard or standing still Being watchful as we go Landmarks link to form a story The story forms your very mind Navigate your territory Free you from your purgatory It's The Dreaming, the Everywhen It's in the past and has no end And if you're lost, feel the moon above Meta Incognita As childhood navigation defeats amnesia As the world moves backward past you and your boat All the names and places in sequence And so you must be watchful as you go Your life is like a trail and the trail is home Found a way to feel the moon To find a way back home
8.
Another Night On Earth Another night on Earth Waits on the corner for him to come Just a father’s words The sounds of morning in the sun Ooo Another night on Earth The song went through you like a knife If you could hear that voice Bigger than could fit inside a life Ooo See the moon upon your finger See you life it shines like silver See the moon upon your finger Ooo Another night on Earth Waits on the corner for him to come Remember all your hurt Flows like a river to the sun Ooo
9.
Tightrope 

You're just doing everything 
 That you can not to drown
 At least that's what you tell yourself 
While the curtain's coming down

 On another little tragedy
 Or maybe just a farce
 And still you cross your fingers
 There behind you, in the dark

 The colors run together
 And the coins are thrown forever
 An instrument of trust

 Achieve the speed of falling
 By the time they split the surface
 Never break the veil of dust

 Around you

 Where's the fairy godmother saying
 You will go to the ball?
 Now you've pinned the angel's wings
 You've collected, on the wall

 See the tightrope swinging
 So much harder than before
 When the latch goes click
 You're on the wrong side of the door

 The colors run together
 And the coins are thrown forever
 An instrument of trust

 Achieve the speed of falling 
By the time they split the surface
 Never break the veil of dust

 Around you Around you Around you

 And savage flows the river
 Between me and my forgiver
 Across the boundary

 And so there comes the wishing
 Alone with all the wanting
 As far as I can see

 The colors run together
 The coins are thrown forever

 Can you see the speed I'm falling
 Can you hear my voice is calling

 Around you Around you Around you
10.
Skin 03:36
Skin It brings you up and brings you down  What you let out and let in The fleeting pleasure of what you found It’s all happening inside your skin I look right through you and shut my eyes As if you’re made of sun I do not see you or even try So I do not imagine  And what happened to all the time We were supposed to have? What’s it looks like and where is mine? I just have to ask I cannot see and I cannot hear Pain as bright as yours The icy flow of 10,000 years Running beneath the floor All I see is you skin The only way out is the only way in All I see is your skin All the dazzling patterns in your mind And the need to win They’ve made a place frozen deep inside  Nothing happens from the outside in All I see is you skin The only way out is the only way in All I see is your skin Nothing happens til you begin 
11.
So Few Have So Much 'Tis the season To wish for yours As you yearn for the other shore Hold your breath Try not to drown As this whole whirlpool pulls you down Tell us what you wanted What you cannot have In one little message You'll be so glad So few have so much So few have so much You'll remember just When to look and not to touch We pulled down the stars In this gilded age And built for you a concrete cage Locked in your space With the exits blocked When the fire came you weren't even shocked We've got a surprise We've brought him to life Right before your very eyes So few have so much So few have so much The world you see above Is not the one you're dreaming of This Is not a Christmas song And the story that you know is a Santa - con So few have so much So few have so much There's nowhere to run When you're the one they're preying on So few have so much So few have so much The world you see above Is not the one your dreaming of
12.
Some Things You Keep To Yourself Where we hide when the love is calling The things we make when the bombs are falling What we admit when we turn the lights out No time to lie just revealing every doubt But what you never say speaks the loudest of course An unleashed secret has a terrible force It's just out of reach at the back of the shelf Some things you keep to yourself The tiger's loose 'cause the zoo is burning Like stars that move 'cause the earth is turning Lock them up in a place inside And kill the ones from the other side But what you never say speaks the loudest of course An unleashed secret has a terrible force It's just out of reach at the back of the shelf Some things you keep to yourself You hold the space for what we couldn't receive Took the place of what we forgot to believe And you are the one who kept us under the spell Some things you keep to yourself
13.
Pawns 05:44 video
Pawns The jellyfish it fastens tight On the Fire-witch’s throat tonight Dragon feathers hide the fire The sound of trumpets rising higher With tentacles and tusks they grapple And wretched voices crow and cackle Familiar wraiths achieve desire The sound of trumpets rising higher All the secret worlds hermetic Lend themselves to your cash in Administer your anesthetic Your other hand pulls out the pin They’ll say you were Illuminati The order of the golden dawn You think you’re climbing up a mountain You’re just the game in all the pawns The weapons on display they gleam Exploding weeds wreck all machines Chaos is a frequent flyer The stench of filth is rising higher All that’s sacred is debased All that’s known will be erased Eternally you feed the fire The stench of battle rising higher All the secrets esoteric Passed on down from kin to kin Turning into some barbaric Kind of thing you have to win You think there are Illuminati The order of the golden dawn You think you’re climbing up a mountain You’re just the game in all the pawns Weapons wound and necks are breaking As our family expires These are the myths that you are making The sound of trumpets rising higher.

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released March 5, 2021

Recorded July 2020 - November 2020
at home and at Saturation Point Studios, Brooklyn, NY

Charlie Nieland: Guitars, Basses, Keyboards, Percussion, Programming, Vocals
Brian Geltner: Drums, Percussion (1, 2, 6, 7, 10, 13)
Billy Loose: Drums (3, 4, 5, 11, 12)
Susan Hwang: Drums (9), Vocals (7, 9, 11, 12)
Heather Cole: Violin (4, 9, 10)
Patricia Santos: Cello (4, 10)

Written, Produced, Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by Charlie Nieland
Brian's drums recorded by Brian Geltner
Patricia's cello recorded by Patricia Santos

Album Art by Hypnodoll
Painting by Luis Ricardo Falero

Thanks to Treena, Jack, Brian, Billy, Susan, Heather, Patricia, Jan Nieland, David and Priscilla, Bob Appel and all who held together. Special thanks to Bushwick Book Club and all its participants...

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Charlie Nieland Brooklyn, New York

Musician/producer Charlie Nieland creates a variety of cinematic music. Engaging the boundless creativity within his musical community, including the band Her Vanished Grace, the duo Lusterlit & the Bushwick Book Club, he reaches for an ever widening range of songcraft & textured sound. hervanishedgrace.bandcamp.com
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