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Always on Fire
04:48
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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
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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
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3. |
Exploding
03:46
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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
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4. |
The Falling Man
04:39
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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
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5. |
I Refuse
03:00
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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!
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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
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Meta Incognita
05:31
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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
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8. |
Another Night On Earth
04:14
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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
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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
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Skin
03:36
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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
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11. |
So Few Have So Much
03:19
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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
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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
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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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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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Charlie Nieland recommends:
Power That Is Real
by Leslie Graves
I was so lucky to be a part of Leslie's music making. She's gifted with a dark, richly textured vision that shines through every release, always brightest on her newest work.
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It's been so exciting to be producing the dark wave cinema of MTF8. Here's the first album in the trilogy, Rebirth. New album, Regress, coming soon...
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