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Thanatos
06:05
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You may hear what you need in a leaf that falls from a tree
Or in a bride’s white dress and slender body
But hear it now, is this what you need?
Wondering
Wandering, Too close to Thanatos
But is that me? Am I one of those?
Wandering
OOooh oooh
Can you find me in the light and when I retreat
Can you find me when I disappear from the screen
Here and now, is this what you need?
Is this what you want from me?
Wondering
Wandering too close to Thanatos
But is that me, am i one of those?
Wandering, wandering
Oooh oooh oooh ooh oooh oooh
o i forget what love means too easily
Wondering/Wandering
Too close Thanatos
Finally, find me, find me, find me
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2. |
Nonsense Mouth
03:10
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I saw you with glistening skin
on account of snails mostly
Wet, wild tree climber
sliding down to face me
On your hands and knees
Gleaming eyes, and all the other eyes I thought were yours
Filling up the night sky
So I took a deep breath
Don’t ask me why
With all my limbs forgotten
I thought that you were Something Else
Now I’m all chewed up by your nonsense mouth
I saw you
Kissed your face
Felt the tears come streaming loosely
Dark winged body snatcher
Held me down, embraced me
Looking past my plans
To gleaming eyes, and all the other eyes i thought were yours
Filling up the night sky
So I took a deep breath
Don’t ask me why
With all my limbs forgotten
I thought that you were Something Else
Now I’m all chewed up by your nonsense mouth
Chewed me up and you spit me out
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3. |
Too Rich
05:11
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Are you sweet, and am I happy?
Was I complete before you had me?
Now I grow unfinished bones
Can’t un-know the new unknown
I am sick and I am shaking
This is a dream, there’s no mistaking
I am in faith, I am in fear
You are you, and you are here
You’re too rich for my blood, my blood
Oh this feels too raw, too rare
I’m unprepared, I’m unprepared
Never let me from your sight
Pluck the fruit before it’s ripe
You can take it you can have it all
Only truth is what I’m seeking
I’ll follow you where you lead me
to the shadows of my being
Til I’m a grasping mewling thing
We could crawl inside each other
One at a time, under the covers
I thought I tried, I thought I cared
I was scared, I was scared
You’re too rich for my blood, my blood
Once I’m down I reach for you, But you’re adrift and I am too
I can’t take it, you can’t have it all
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Ghost
05:19
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I saw you with glistening skin
on account of snails mostly
Wet, wild tree climber
sliding down to face me
On your hands and knees
Gleaming eyes, and all the other eyes I thought were yours
Filling up the night sky
So I took a deep breath
Don’t ask me why
With all my limbs forgotten
I thought that you were Something Else
Now I’m all chewed up by your nonsense mouth
I saw you
Kissed your face
Felt the tears come streaming loosely
Dark winged body snatcher
Held me down, embraced me
Looking past my plans
To gleaming eyes, and all the other eyes i thought were yours
Filling up the night sky
So I took a deep breath
Don’t ask me why
With all my limbs forgotten
I thought that you were Something Else
Now I’m all chewed up by your nonsense mouth
Chewed me up and you spit me out
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5. |
Love Me Like the Moon
04:57
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I am looking for a miracle / I am expecting your face
To show up in the gloom
As it’s wont to do
I am seeking your beating heart / Can I feel it again?
I’m expecting your touch
What a foolish truth
I am waiting here, I am ripening
I am growing, it is frightening
Please, let me be
I want you says my sighing blood
I miss you says my sorry tune
I am asking you to love me like the moon
I breathe out the memory / of your limbs around me
I breathe in all your pain / I breathe out the sea
I am shining with every light / From the cities below
In the quiet of night /I can feel your glow
I am waiting here, I am ripening / I am growing, it is frightening
It has begun, no more grasping
The day will come, at long last and
I’d give anything if today could be that day
I’d give anything if today could be that day
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6. |
So Mothered
03:58
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You are something to behold and be held
I have loved you more than I can tell
I can see you bend in the breeze
Feel you in the sun come up in the east
Feel you in my bones my hands and feet
And out of body
Appear as a cloud, a pulse in the ground
The veins of the flowers in the meadow
And in the dry desert where nothing grows
Oh your landscape
How could I be so mothered, so mothered? Oh...
Is this all yours, is this all you?
Where is the home you will bring me back to?
I’m still
lost in a landscape
Walking in shadows
crusted and cracked though
Light leads me back so
You’ve taken the shape of
valleys and hills oh
I can’t go forward
And I can’t keep still
How could I be so mothered, so mothered? Oh...
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Ellen Warkentine Los Angeles, California
Ellen Warkentine is a theatrical multi-instrumentalist composer and performing artist based in New York/Los
Angeles.
Her melodic work references avant-pop, early jazz, and vaudeville; her influences include Kurt Weill, Bjork, and Stephin Merritt.
She is a long-time collaborator with the award-winning Four Larks Theatre, and co-creator of the absurd “fauxpera” LOLPERA.
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