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Carnival
07:20
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burning madness of the sun
blinded doorways hide from light
sleep thy crime away to none
fire falling out of sight
everything fades to black & white
carnival time, carnival time
roller coasters rise and fall
organ pipes so darkly chime
october’s orangeish autumn call
moonlight shivers through our veins
deep black water on our wings
dripping higher now it rains
with the lights down darkness brings
chance of games and other things
carnival time, carnival time
roller coasters rise and fall
organ pipes so darkly chime
october’s orangeish autumn call
over the boardwalk in the wind
through the air all these to see
temptation gaining we who sinned
higher now the feast will be
quickly riding over the sea
carnival time, carnival time
roller coasters rise and fall
organ pipes so darkly chime
october’s orangeish autumn call
firm-footed lioness hath prowl
to the merry-go-round down low
on rocky earth to feed and howl
like a hawk to come and go
nothing else matters thus and so
carnival time, carnival time
roller coasters rise and fall
organ pipes so darkly chime
october’s orangeish autumn call
loneliness and heartache draped
grief & shame with naught to mend
no way out & no escape
free me emptiness do not send
i begin where ye hath end
i said that i would never
yet some things are forever
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2. |
The Traveler
06:22
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a young soul
independent and free
endlessly searching
for new lands to see
swarthy tresses
golden rings
blowing skirts
and shiny things
a carefree heart
wisdom-filled eyes
thinking nothing
about goodbyes
favoured fortunes
mystic ways
into the crystal
a slight gaze
fingers with rings
café-coloured skin
bells on toes
with blameless sin
wandering, collecting
gambling with life
prudent, gallivanting
head-strong strife
perhaps someday
a sable hand
with eager traipses
will enter your land
just watch your children
and be kind
then luck and fortune
could be your find
with pictures, luck and dreams in mind
only a trail of incense is left behind
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3. |
Blackwater
06:29
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the torpid torrid honeyed heat from a coffee cup
steamy sticky sugar sweet vapour to drink up
the air of tipsy smokes and spirits murmuring so hazy
the camel ash lingering smoky dim and lazy
gossip colour luscious idle mellow of the room
hugs games music art and café to consume
what is the motive we are drawn to this place
to escape or discover a discerning face
mystic murky atmosphere relax discussion care
words rattle jabber chatter mutter secrets dare
idle alter enter exit money deals exchange
magic spell foggy thinking substances arrange
gossip colour luscious idle mellow of the room
hugs games music art and café to consume
what is the motive we are drawn to this place
to escape or discover a discerning face
glasses trays honesty liberality cost
intensity lunacy equality lost
location frustration purity attraction
smoky deliberation adoration satisfaction
gossip colour luscious idle mellow of the room
hugs games music art and café to consume
what is the motive we are drawn to this place
to escape or discover a discerning face
monday bland herbal blends dazy drowsy sweet
poetry government religion worldly social parley seat
casual comfortable cappuccino restful freedom love
ardent spicy bitter espresso tarrying above
talk entice engage engulf lure liquid stir
window welcome nonchalant alluring cozy sure
absorbing comfort indistinct amber warming light
starry cloudy jokes amusement conversation night
gossip colour luscious idle mellow of the room
hugs games music art and café to consume
what is the motive we are drawn to this place
to escape or discover a discerning face
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4. |
Caravan
06:57
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merchants, pilgrims, tourists, travelers
safely journey, wandering
gaze at stars and carry our goods
softly singing, pondering
golden slippers, scarlet velvet
clowns with skin so sallow
looking glasses, tapestries
yellow candles of tallow
through deserts through the centuries
they saunter, linger, traipse
with ribbons, perfumes, candy, feathers
jade and capes of lace
through years of wind and rain and sun
through winters, summers, morning, night
barefoot, lonely shadows dancing
heaven, hell, illusions, light
sunday, monday, whisper, blush
shining ghosts discover death
waters, paints graced august skies
shells of pearl have shattered breath
window silent sunset crimson
sundial promise beaches milky
angels past cry time of honeybees
smiling sea and life so silky
moon step closer riding streams
threatening curious out they ran
falling drowning languish perish
sinking down, the caravan
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5. |
Renaissance Faire
02:36
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ffor here i weepynge yn despaire
ffor thee, deore prince, thy love once fayre
lo! shalle myn teares forsake mee and cease?
oh! no, no, no, no, no, thay doth increase
ffor thyne own delight that mee now griev-ed
this thy trust, thou didst deceiv-ed
myn soul doth now commence to languish
pitie myn hart, ffor ist now yn anguish
recalleth i whene hym i fownd
falleth wee downe to the grownd, the grownd, the grownd
down-dillie-down wee sange owre gladnesse
‘twas ne’er a tyme ffor ther was sadnesse
alas! with blyss myn face hee kissed
oh! no, ‘twas nott a tyme hee myssed
beneath the tree, hee chas-ed mee
i held hys love, myn trust hadde hee
thus, wee dydst falleth with a derry-down-derry
owre endlesse songe was alle so merry
ther by the trees, the hilles the neare alley
wee dydst commence to dally, dally, dally
hey! nony nony no
owre love by day by nyght didst growe
on mee, hys love he dydst bestow
owre songe dydst follow toe and froe
behold! owre love wouldst so endue
as everlastynge, yet anew
beneath the bright sunne wee dyd so synge
wherefore, as ladde and lasse dydst brynge
thus dyd wee persevere, and so, as such
hys hands dyd stray, oh, but a touch
‘tyll oh, but once arised wee to affray
behold! myn poore hart dyd so disarray
ere nnow myn love hee dyd so leve
and now ist tyme ffor mee to grieve
rejecteth me, and so departe
myn lamentynge doth increase and fille myn hart
ye hath forsaken mee forlorn
ffor now above thee, so i scorn
since myn hart that ye hath slain-ed
i viewed thee, wretch, and so dysday-ned!
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6. |
Scaulding Cauldron
04:46
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scaulding cauldron
minty mythical mist
dark, dim dreary
cutely, cruelly kissed
boil bubble oh
toil trouble so hot
gloomy glazy and
black so blazy sought
scaulding cauldron
sugared shadowy sate
dusky dismal
feeling festival fate
boil bubble oh
toil trouble poof
sullen sable
swarthy sinister spoof
eye of newt and
tongue of bat
crow’s claw
and this and that
wart of toad oh
spice abode my prince
spooky spider
secret sorrowful since
scaulding cauldron
liquid lickety-split
honeyed hidden
candles carefully lit
boil bubble oh
toil trouble pop
windy whistling
wicked toying top
fangs and coltsfoot
paws and feet
mandrake root and
herbs complete
dragon’s blood
and venom charm
stir this hell-broth
mean no harm
sticky wicky
wacky witchy woah
poison petals
glitter glisten glow
scaulding cauldron
murky mournful moon
mystic somber
sweetly slumbering soon
boil bubble oh
toil trouble cackle
mystery man oh
come uncoil, crackle!
gossamer and
serpent scales
tiny teeth and
lizard tails
ardor, fervor,
fire tavern
glowing, blazing
burning cavern
my love potion
swirls like the ocean near
fishes’ fins and
rancid rodents here
scaulding cauldron
torment tink-a-tink-a-tink
winky wink and
powerful potion pink
come concoction
webs and wings of bee
bring my magic
mystery man to me
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7. |
Circus
03:08
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come join the circus with us, if you please
for i am the man on the flying trapeze
elephants, acrobats, men on their knees
have taken my true love away!
sequins that sparkle and rubies so bright
the elephants’ ornaments shimmer at night
come join the riders, don’t leave in a fright
the horses have all run away!
come join the circus with us, if you please
for i am the man on the flying trapeze
elephants, acrobats, men on their knees
have taken my true love away!
the ringmaster’s tassels, his whip made of leather
the shining scarves are complete with a feather
the disguising masks will determine the weather
the liontamers left us today!
come join the circus with us, if you please
for i am the man on the flying trapeze
elephants, acrobats, men on their knees
have taken my true love away!
the lions are chasing the clowns as you see
this madness is not in the next act to be
the next tightrope walker up high will be me
i wonder if here should i stay?
come join the circus with us, if you please
for i am the man on the flying trapeze
elephants, acrobats, men on their knees
have taken my true love away!
the traveling show has run out of its luck
rummaging endlessly to make a buck
my true love i may search for now i’m unstuck
the circus has shut down today!
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8. |
Lost Fair
05:09
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dawn sets off bleak & vast
no one left to come alive
broken carnival rides
ghosts in the carousel
mystery hides its sleek face
emptiness is left where fun once lead
sunlight burns away the faire
all hope is now lost
wheels begin turning
gears slowly grinding
passions now yearning
rides ever winding
leaves lightly falling
light ever dimming
wind faintly calling
excitement e’er brimming
sundown settles in
at night the fest is flourishing
the moon now reveals itself
monsters show their faces
a magickal masquerade
fears take hold & disappear
‘til all is abandoned
no evidence remains
wheels begin turning
gears slowly grinding
passions now yearning
rides ever winding
leaves lightly falling
light ever dimming
wind faintly calling
excitement e’er brimming
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9. |
Untitled
02:07
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lions, rams and bulls
come and take me away
scorpions, crabs and fishes
i await you at the bay
i search for you through all the toils of the day
and all the follies that might elude my way
o goats and twins and virgins,
from you i ne’er shall stray
balance me, o scales
i shall serve you if i may
i search for you through all the toils of the day
and all the follies that might elude my way
o castor and pollux,
come to me today
collide with me and bide with me
for you i would astray
centaur and archer,
for you my life i lay
pour me a vase of water, o man
and to you i will obey
i search for you through all the toils of the day
and all the follies that might elude my way
i await my lover, and may he hear me say,
until the day i meet him,
my life shall not be gay
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Carouselle
05:19
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entering the park, at first it looks dark, but the lights are ever-lasting.
people and places with all kinds of faces, leaving me there in all kinds of traces; gripping tightly my mother’s embraces.
looking back into their warming eyes, i’m thinking softly about goodbyes.
i’m a little frightened, but ambitious still. my heart is pounding as it always will.
i step on with a long stride, showing that i have my pride; endlessly searching for the best one to ride.
aging, turning, staging, yearning, never changing, ever burning.
the carouselle spinning, twirling, twisting, whirling as my life.
dragons with eyes and fire of anger, its chin pearl glowing, tempting, deceiving those unknowing.
lions crowned with virtue, eyes of jewels that search and find and pick out fools.
tigers of beauty with eyes of love, curiosity, pondering the night from above.
horses’ manes that flow with freedom with hooves that are grasping for life ever-lasting.
i feel a needing, longing, wanting to climb upon its sturdy back.
hopping, dropping, never stopping as the carouselle starts to spin.
my independence overwhelms me and i feel that i may win.
from the mirrors, images appear, showing my aging of each year.
bright and blinding, yet also guiding, the lights above me show me the way.
aging, turning, staging, yearning, never changing, ever burning
the carouselle spinning, twirling, twisting, whirling as my life.
the music clasping, embodying me, revealing all that i will be.
notes clanging, chiming, ever-winding, climbing, falling, never stalling, catching me to what i will be.
aging, turning, staging, yearning, never changing, ever burning.
the carouselle spinning, twirling, twisting, whirling as my life.
now, like children’s laughter, echoing, after.
it’s gone.
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11. |
Black Flame
06:13
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12. |
The Witching Hour
04:04
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lay thee down thy tired head
rest thyself in this thy bed
midnight pours across the sky
‘tis time to sing a lullabye
this is the witching hour
time for peace and dreams
time for douse of light
this is when we close our eyes
lay ourselves way down
into the depths of night
moonbeams fall across thy face
dreaming of a different place
pillows sweet and nightmares sour
all compose the witching hour
this is the witching hour
time for peace and dreams
time for douse of light
this is when we close our eyes
lay ourselves way down
into the depths of night
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13. |
Sideshow
01:00
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-ACCOLADE- Seattle, Washington
ACCOLADE is a Seattle based Ethereal Darkwave band fronted by classical singer Stefanie Reneé.
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