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"But look! I see...I see the docks crafted from stone-white.
Awaiting for unfamiliar steps from the uninvited & unexpected.
To step & thaw its pristine coat; Skin of absent color.
Unaware of the galleon that already sets her coordinates to this grey terminus. i am the ghost on port & no one will tell...
No one will, Tell.
From a poised stance to a summon of new feet.
An interval in time. A new leaf.
I'm left with a sense of mission. A purpose of ancient.
It's back to square one.
I hear yet again the approaching of hailstones & the handshakes of the most patient of earthquakes. Well-timed.
To apprise me of a new chapter.
Fresh parchment imploring for a narrative.
Setting the spotlight on documents for monuments.
Set this all to widescreen once more.
Marvel at the pre-revealed paradise because i've dusted off the trademark in my eyes & i have arrived.
And i possess tidings!
i...has arrived."
To a place that uses snow for sand!
Shift these gears to where it all began!
i'll restore the name in the name of continuity.
i will nourish this and with this pen, i proceed.
the heart still beats...
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"My name is Reciter.
They blamed me for the end of the world..."
Step...
Step forward, Foremost
Touch this inscription, the glow of my torso
Arabesque appearance. Branches outward
Vein-like & fleshly reciprocal
i've seen the city!
Heard their hindered call
from a deceased, yet oppressive, unrelenting stall
Entranced...they will be, no longer
Behold! The words of the Enlightener
Am i reaching your heart yet?
Reaching your heart...
Does this inscription matter at all?
Gnomon: [More than you know, more than you know]
Its quietude is quite, quite quizzical
Gnomon: [Your adoration is crucial]
Step forward...
Step forward!
i've seen the City. Now there's no doubt
that i finally know the meaning of these manatees
They've been trying to show me the way
Show me the way...
The ocean, my graveyard
The clouds, my home
Am i reaching her yet? Reaching radiance
Am i reaching her yet? Reaching her heart
Am i reaching her heart yet?
Reaching Radiance...
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Arrows By Herons
06:03
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i...
i'm not afraid to confront you about
the things that have been happening
you've been reminding me of the things
that were once important
the things that i have forgotten
now i know how much you mean to me
and all i've got now is a question
you'll see
i thought you wanted to touch the sky!
don't you lie to me, don't lie
don't you lie to me, don't try
your feathers stretched as they danced with the wind
i waited all night for one lesson
to never see Home again...
i'll be the nomadic hermit on this galleon; 'The Moonlight'
it'll all remain to be seen
collected & stored in a calender called memory
i thought you wanted to touch the sky!
don't you lie to me, don't lie
don't you lie to me, don't try
don't...
herons aiding me with direction
extend their wings with protection
(herons! construct your arrows of proper function)
(i'll accept the path of correction)
i thought you wanted to touch the sky!
don't you lie to me, don't lie
don't you lie to me, don't try
*Whistle of the Avian Circle*
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The Listener
02:40
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Is it true that common sense has lost its ear?
Reciter: [It sure seems that way...]
Feel comfortable to state your inquisitions here
Reciter: [Please...if i may?]
The need to feel that candor tidings are near
Reciter: [i feel it, i feel it]
Well, Davethbaq is the name.
They call me: The Listener.
Reciter: [Davethbaq is the name, they call you: 'The Listener']
So up your head! These long ears ain't for clownin'
Oh, let it out boy! There's no shame in mourning
i listen to sadness; understand
Try to fix the matter at hand
Oh, off you go! With a sense of mission
To a place that uses snow for sand!
"Learn to accept your reality
Accept the things that tear at your heart
And the things that squeeze your eyes dry
And the thing that's thirsty for your grief
Accept them. It's happening.
Yeah, they're happening..."
Reciter:
"From this standpoint on, i'll be poised
Thank you, Listener. Kind sir;
For clearing the noise of pain & distress from my insides
No other companion of mine will i allow to close
His or her eyes..."
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Oh, Monk Phanom...
Is this the end?
Send word to Sounthone
You both were my friends
These visions so odd, do they spell my doom?
Light up my thoughts, rid of these nightmares
To be of the purest, i tried my best
The nice things you said
Would you take it all back?
Or will you all still think highly of me?
Save them like you tried to save me...
Could i still redeem myself,
Even long after death?
So i set rules myself
But i just can't hold them strong
At least not strong enough
To call them convictions
And it seems to me that everyone wants run
Run, run, run...
But i don't blame them
No, i don't blame them
And it seems to me that everyone wants to tell
Tell, Tell, Tell...
But they're too afraid to of speaking
And i wear this cowl for identity
But it's just not me
These temples that i dwell in
May just see the sins in me
But i can't help it any longer
And the heart in me is telling me
These deities aren't really watching!
And it seems to me that everyone wants run
But i don't blame them!
And it seems to me that everyone wants to tell
But they're too afraid to of speaking
They're too afraid
They've come for the ivory
They're too afraid
Run...
Because Sounthone & Phanom screamed, Run!
They've come for 'The Ivory'
i:
"And that was it. Cohbrus ran.
He ran with all his might. For it certainly meant his life.
With parting words prepared, he yelled:
'i will come back to save you! i promise...'
And as years & years passed Cohbrus,
the young monk realized
that he had witnessed an attack not meant for his sight.
Throught this guilt, he took a torch to his eyes
& burned them; set alight. Cohbrus was now blind.
And forever in exile, as a man named, FireEyes...
He would ride."
FireEyes Rider:
"Quema mis ojos! Quema mis ojos!
En exilio, dejame' cabalgar..."
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i've got plants growing on my shoulders
Because you, you, you
Used me as your tissue
For the past few months,
do you remember when you used to use me as your tissue?
Oh, i've got plants growing on my shoulders
Because you, you, you...oh, oh, oh...
Used to use me as a tissue for your tears
Oh, i remember when you used to use me for your tears...
Now every time your tears hit the soil
Evaporation carefully brings it back up
Towards the sky you never bothered to look at...
And eventually pour on the guy you never appreciated!
We'll trace back our roots so deep in the dirt
And find pieces of the seed that we planted so long ago
It's now lost in the dirt, lost in the hole
And now i'm...gone.
Reciter: [Now the sun, it still shines]
i've got plants growing on my shoulders
i've embraced this existence as: 'The Foliage'
Let's hope our decayed romance will stand the test of time
To benefit the shrewd man that shares this curse of mine
[Reciter & Foliage converse:]
"Hey Foliage..."
"Reciter?"
"i know of you..."
"From legends, i presume?"
"The trees, they lament."
"They know my pain."
"They've sung of you."
"My steps end here..."
"To the outskirts of Tell!"
"Please make haste!"
"I'm on my way."
"I wish you well."
"Spread your roots."
"Go clear your name!"
"For my Race?"
"The Neon Race."
If trees could sing melodies
They'd sing of pain, they'd sing of me (him)
They'd sing of pain, they'd sing of me (him)
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The verbal use of my mouth has been restrained; detained
It's your reaction(s) - The expressions on your face...
It's the unreasonableness, the selfishness
It's the lack of response to the love that i give
And i find myself losing out on sleep
So i blame 'The Sleep Thieves'
Slumber:
"Follow my eyes to where my subconscious lies,
You'll see a great man & a dead one...
We count our good deeds on one hand
But we leave ourselves in hindsight; behind
So stuck on our knees we live
In perfectly pleasing aesthetic sentiment
And close our hearts to the darkness inside"
Reciter:
"Ask me a question, i'll build you a clock
i'll take my time to deliver as thorough as i am mocked!
Brother in slumber, we share the same dreams
The dreams dreamt with eyes open
Sights set to widescreen
Eyes towards the sky, feet on solid ground
The children peacefully asleep, such a beautiful sound
We'll continue this fight against these things!
Despicable, terrible decrees, we call: 'The Sleep Thieves.'"
If this is the end, then this is the end
We'll try to defend sleepless children
Who'll become the men that will amend
The fallacies the world accepts as reality
Oh, if this is the end, then this is the end
Diligence, my friend! Diligence!
Slumber:
"They don't believe in me
They don't believe in you
They don't believe in us
They don't believe in us
They don't believe in me
They don't believe in you
So let your flower-like eyes bloom!
And observe all the colors
We've left some room to discover
Foreshadowing Faces!
Listen intently, listen now!"
Reciter:
"Am i reaching your heart yet?
Reaching your heart..."
i blame 'The Sleep Thieves'
Because they don't believe in me
Brother in slumber, we share the same dreams
We share the same...
Brother Slumber:
"Days that shine gold in my eyes
Become like sun spots at night
Black holes take me in
Cold friction like fiction
Collectively sigh...
Empty out your heavy minds
After all, I just want to touch
The smolders of decaying release
The pull between the moon
And the aftermath of you
Shells that hide the human teeth
Reciter, do you know of sleep?"
Reciter:
"The Neon Race, Brother Slumber...
My Race...is asleep."
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If only, if only
This could reach you
My adulation for Radiance
i don't have the key to unlock the words
To profess profound proverb
Concealed deep in the crevices of my flesh
Could i climb up? Would i dare?
How am i to clothe free from such
Calumnious calumny?
The last have buried themselves in pages
Of dead writers & past Reciters
(Witness the tryst, witness the tryst)
i'm just a being, trying to understand
How i can ascend to the one that i yearn
oh, these earthquakes express their ancient plans
And the words that you penned, weren't for nothing...
She is...
Phenomenon to me - Thus, becoming: ( ________ )
She is intangible entity
A vision i can('t) see, she is
The clouds begin to stain grey
Foreshadowing my loss...
Is this my fate?
Like the most precious stone
You're like a jasper stone
Shining crystal & oh, so clear
i was Aura, after all...
i was Aura, after all!
(Witness the tryst, witness the tryst)
These earthquakes express their ancient plans
And the words that i penned...
Were not for nothing!
If only, if only this could reach you
My adulation for Radiance
"i want to be yours
Oh, Radiance
i vowed to be hers
Oh, Radiance"
*Foremost, Callow, & Olden inhale their last breath of oxygen. Immediately dematerializing. Thus, becoming Aura himself.*
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Callow:
How can you outsmart
The illusion of the eye(s)?
Optics are on opposite sides
i'll find the circumference of this circle
If it'll allow me to exit at the radius
Foremost:
Time will try to hold me back
As my conscience politely begs,
"Don't forget, just forgive..."
Tend to your objectives
& pull out the list
Nicolai:
We can see
Peel back tall layers of dichotomy
i won't believe
That losing ground to you
Was a simple thing
We all just stepped away for a second
We were all swept away...
Foremost:
Time will try to hold me back
As my conscience politely begged(s),
"Don't forget, just forgive..."
Tend to your objectives
(&) pull out the list
Olden:
With your inner thoughts exposed to the outside
i've heard, learned & now petrified
Just as long as you promise to stay true to your promises
i promise the Truth will stay with you like a promise stuck to
Foremost:
Time will try to hold me back
As my conscience politely begs,
"Don't forget, just forgive..."
i, Aura :: us & all:
i a m n o w .
i a m n o w .
i a m n o w .
i a m n o w .
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...and with this pen, i proceed
We use our mouths for those in need
Of the words, so scarce of good deeds
But still the advice that shines, we heed
i understand; comphrehend
That seperation is inevitable at times
But it happens right before our eyes
And if the world knew how significant it all is
They wouldn't ignore its significance
And we write, so they read
We recite...but did it reach?
And in the end weren't we all
Just reciters, writers, readers, tellers, seekers?
And hearts, there are so many to touch
But a desire to never give in, is never too much!
We use our strength to extend it forward & out
Like a hand reaching for a genuine, gentle greet
And with our pens, [we] proceed...
Seperation is inevitable at times
But it happens right before our eyes
And if the world knew how significant this all is
They wouldn't ignore its significance
They wouldn't ignore the words of Radiance
When she says: "Reciter, embark! Become Aura..."
I've restored the name in the name of continuity
I will nourish this and with this pen, i proceed
To a place that uses snow for sand
Shift these gears to where it all began!
I want to be yours. Oh, Radiance
I vowed to hers. Oh, Radiance
Tend to your objectives, pull out the list.
There's still fire beneath the ashes
And the heart...
The heart still beats.
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