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Windy Today
04:09
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It’s so windy today.
Doors slam all down the street.
Eggplants torn from their branches.
Taken too soon, but who isn’t?
Out the corner of my eye.
Saw a figure in the night.
Felt a hand upon my shoulder.
Streetcats nowhere to be seen.
Trampolines only for the bravest.
Everyone is sleeping in.
Agapanthuses do not approve.
And it sprinkled for a while.
While the ocean cleared its throat.
While we secured our loose ends.
Don’t just stare at the sun.
Although you will want to.
Afternoons explode like fireworks.
Every single tree takes a deep green breath.
In the undisputed light.
In the shadow of a wave.
On an eyrie of destruction.
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About Emptiness
03:24
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About emptiness, I know you felt it. But in the kitchen you could not describe it.
And you just cried all afternoon. The windows sighed and swallowed you.
And they could hardly recall your reflection.
About emptiness, it eats your insides. But if you look around you’ll see it’s alright.
See the trees and their dead leaves. They are blowing down the street.
And they’ll be cold and bare for at least a few months. We’ll be cold and bare until spring comes.
We haven’t done wrong. So why do we feel bad? The morning is yawning through the clouds. It’s turning, it’s teaching. I have nothing to say.
About emptiness, it makes you wonder how unlikely it is that the sun comes back up. How unlikely it is we can even see it. How unlikely it is.
We didn’t do anything wrong. I don’t know why we still feel bad. The morning is yawning through the clouds. It’s turning, it’s teaching.
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Even if I’m not getting closer, I have to believe.
If unity is the mystery, let it pass with clarity.
And when the sun comes down I’ll be ready.
Or if it’s only clouds I’ll try not to cry.
I’ve been rolling around like a bottle in the back of the car.
But don’t throw me out.
Someone is vacuuming somewhere
or there is a very small electric car
idling out the front of our house. I can’t wait for it to leave.
And suddenly like clouds disappearing,
the morning bursts with emptiness.
And I wonder how I could ever fit in the boot of that car.
But it’s gone now.
And suddenly I am a little bit closer.
And even if I’m not I believe. I believe I am.
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Imagine Us
02:24
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Imagine us singing the same song like clothes on the clothesline.
Imagine us all smiling at once. I wonder what it would look like.
Imagine us putting our arms around each other. No one left out.
Imagine us for the rest of our lives. Happy here.
Imagine us patiently waiting.
Imagine us. I want the same thing.
Imagine us.
Am I ready? Mrs Millis raises her arms and the piano starts playing.
Imagine us singing the same song like clothes on the clothesline.
Imagine us all smiling at once. I wonder what it would look like.
Imagine us going swimming on an autumn afternoon.
Imagine us talking all night and not being tired in the morning.
Imagine us only here.
Imagine us for the rest of our lives.
Imagine us happy.
Happy.
Happy.
Happy.
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Crackle
04:29
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A sky so blue. A sun so bright. I have to shield my eyes. I slept all night. And woke up well. I stepped outside.
To a sky so blue. And a sun so bright. Golden on skin. Soft and steady wind. I breathe the morning in. And watch the fading moon.
Melting into a sky so blue. A flock of cockatoos.
Crashing into a sun so bright.
A story told. A moment lost. In front of us. Another one. Another blade of glowing grass.
Reaching up to a flock of cockatoos.
Crashing into a swimming pool.
And I love you.
What happens if we don’t? We’ll never know.
What happens if we fall? We can’t.
What happens if we don’t? We’ll never know.
And I love you. And I love you.
What happens if the dark swallows all of us? What happens when they call our names? What happens if the night comes back for us?
What happens if the sky is so blue? What happens if the sun is so bright? What happens if a flock of cockatoos reaches down and teaches us how to fly?
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Sing All Day
03:27
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Hot in the sun today. I ran for cover but was cold in the shade. I grabbed my jumper but my jumper was wet. Put myself in the dryer and I hit my head.
You had the right idea. You never need shelter if the weather is clear. The weather’s never bad if you don’t give it a choice. You sing all day and never lose your voice.
Wind trickles like a stream. Put your ear to the pavement and listen to the street. Put your feet in the dirt and feel the earth breathe. Jump in the ocean and float like a leaf.
You have the right idea. We never need shelter because were better right here. We’re always getting better because better is a choice. We sing all day and never lose our voice.
We sing all day and never lose our voice.
We sing all day and never lose our voice.
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I’d rather have a runny nose than a blocked a nose. It took a while but it all changed in an instant.
You don’t look different but I wasn’t gone that long. If I don’t get better I’ll stay home.
Yesterday I was leaving. And today I am returning.
I know now where I’m going. The sun is rising; the wind is blowing.
I know where we’re going.
And when they ask me what I am doing here I’ll take your hand and we’ll float.
I know now some things won’t. Some things will.
Sometimes we’ll not know why. Not better or any less unkind.
I’d rather have a runny nose than a blocked nose.
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Forgiveness is a Feeling
01:40
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Forgiveness is a feeling. Sometimes it is fleeting.
Something like a meeting we don’t want to go to.
Forgiveness is a moment. Like water gets frozen.
Where we can let go of what we’ve been through.
High above the ceiling. Try to find a meaning.
Sometimes it is fleeting. Forgiveness is a feeling.
Forgiveness is a feeling.
Forgiveness is a feeling.
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It Goes Away
08:13
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It goes away but it always comes back. The shadow of a wave rolls in like the night.
But it goes away like everything else. You want to save everyone. Well, look after yourself.
It goes away like the wind blows a light. But you are not a candle. You don’t have to burn all night.
It shows the way but it can turn you blind. The shadow of a wave is always looming.
It’s never far behind. Like sunrise on a Long Nite.
I stood on the shore and saw someone I’d lost. We walked into the water.
I wasn’t scared anymore, as we dove under the shorebreak and out past the sandbank.
Out where the sharks roam. Felt like coming home. He said he’s going away.
But he’ll be back one day. And never far away.
It goes away. Take a look around.
The shadow of a wave never hits the ground.
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