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Promethea Unbound
04:09
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There, time claims him, time and the heavenly city
The streets swell in sympathy, their ebbs and their flows
Everything at once and nowhere
We've all the time in the world
Cars drone back and forth, back and forth past the cricket chirps of drunk street lights
Tram tracks trace a lazy eight, a midnight motion lemniscate
Yellow stone, black by night, this place's design
Hewn along bedding planes to a stonework spine
Our steps echo off the pavement as the clock tower ticks hand in hand
Now we were seated, standing still
Both together and apart
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The Wand
07:12
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Realise reality, the actual hand
The wand, an instrument of will
The human body a picture of a crucified soul, a cup to hold
Waxing and waning, twisted paths made straight
No winding road
Fingers clasping, pregnant with meaning and dry, dry to the bone
Don't sweat it, it's just a dream
There's no dream without sweat
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The Limp Sheffield, UK
I was headed over to St. Mark's Place to see this English band, The Limp
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