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Birth Ritual (rough mix)
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Insiders - they told me
"Bow your head and do this slowly"
Their hands pulled words from stories
thrown to halves by flame and heresay.
The shaking rhythm, carving
silhouettes: allowed or wanting.
Counter-tones from the other side
where the other half of tales are tried
I saw their eyes, those frightened boys
as ritual rose above our voices.
I've done for you, I've done for you.
Our dancing is required
and feet will bleed when bones are tired, our
two circles, pink and blue
will move in opposites and rules,
and oh their voices, should we stray
from paths as smooth and cold as clay say:
I've done for you, I've done for you.
I've done for you, I've done for you.
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So you ran from the quiet, cos it made you feel strange
And outside you heard voices and the pull of the crowd
So you ran amidst faces and fluttering hands
Oh you joined the parade of those smiles that avowed:
your day is yet to come.
And amidst whirling dancers a man took your arm -
offered up two for one, the best deal you could earn.
He said "Pay nothing now. Just enjoy and enjoy
and come follow the witches while the beat still allows
cos your day is yet to come".
So you banished the quiet, as a cure for your sanity
to shout with the rest, as a stage for your vanity
Oh don't look away from the heave of the masses
the Reaper, they say, does his work where the quiet is
and your day is yet to come!
But all fevers grow tired, though a crowd cannot see
and they'll pull you along on your stumbling feet
and you'll see in the shadows that stir on the sides
that the quiet still calls, which you swapped for the tide.
Oh your day is yet to come?
So stop, and just breathe. And then do it again.
And hope hard that the noise in your head will die down
cos your ears they will ring till you know you've gone mad
and that someone has taken the one thing you had
and your day has been and gone.
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We moved to the city
Three girls, young toys
We heard life in the noise
They told us "money makes you pretty -
so go dance for the boys, dance for the boys"
We have the same enemy
We have the same enemy.
New sarrogate family
with pockets full of holes
no holds barred
the goals are:
Look at me look at me.
Reflect me through your eyes,
make me ten feet high
We have the same enemy
We have the same enemy.
We have the same enemy
No hands no face all states and slates washed clean
we have the same enemy
devides us into "I"s,
devise, polarise, vanity
We have the same enemy
We have the same enemy.
We have the same enemy
No hands no face an arms race in state policy
we have the same enemy
Just keep calm and buy
devide, polarise, apathy
We have the same enemy
We have the same enemy.
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Shelter
04:02
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She came down from the sky when the storm left her broken
and open and bleeding for me.
And when God sends you gifts, you should use them with pleasure
and treasure what lands in your reach.
When she woke under covers too cold to be hers
she had eyes like two torches of fire
and her nails and her teeth would have helped in her struggle
if her wounds hadn't rendered her mine.
"You're no captive" I told her
and I showed her the door
which stood open as leaves blew in through.
Cos when people beleive it's their own path they've chosen
they won't see their cage for the view.
Oh but you know women these days
They're as fickle as they are immeasuable
And a man is a man
when his fate's in his hands
and his grasp is as hard as it is invisble
So why do ask if it's greener outside
when I've showed you the flowers through your window?
And where is the thanks for the promise I made
to protect you from all that is cold in a hard world?
Well she smiled, I beleive
and I combed out her hair
and I prayed that her thoughts would turn grateful
Then I rang out her blood so she'd know that she's bled
and be dead if not grateful for rescue
Oh but you know women these days
They're as fickle as they are immeasuable
And a man is a man
when his fate's in his hands
and his grasp is as hard as it is invisble
I've told you we'll go
and tomorrow will come
with tomorrows tomorrow in toe.
Let it go, little girl
there's a hole in the world.
And they'll tear you apart if you go.
I'll tear you apart if you go.
You'll tear me apart if you go.
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Quirky Girls
04:33
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She said it was a walk in the sun
Cause who could not love the day?
And just because the darkness will come
Why should we fear the rain?
We always say what young girls wear
in those stories where they end.
When underneath is the who, what, why, how
and she just went to meet a friend.
Sing for me they said
Sing for me.
And just because she looked her own way - black, blue
they found so much to say
that names became those sticks, stones, fists, bones.
No one gets to walk away.
Sing for me they said
Sing for me.
She wasn't seen for 15 days.
She wasn't really seen at all.
And on the day the earth was thrown
no one
could ever fill the hole.
Don't tell us where the pretty boys are.
Don't tell us what they want us all to be.
I'm dancing with the quircky girls.
We are singing for the sea.
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Jordan Reyne Karlsruhe, Germany
Known recently as the Resident Evil 7 vocalist (trailer track, "Go Tell Aunt Rhody"), Jordan is described by New Zealand's National Radio as the pioneer of a new sound, Jordan's music is a blend of irish/ celtic rock, steam-era machine noise, and Grimms fairytale-eske lyrics. Imagine PJ Harvey trapped in the workhouses of Industrial Revolution era England, with only Nine Inch Nails for company. ... more
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