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Octembuary

by YouYourself&i

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hello again 01:03
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silver glow 03:21
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scenario 06:20
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honour roll 04:07
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swayin' 07:34
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plums 02:43
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dream thief 07:33
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the sower 03:54
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credits

released May 5, 2014

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Octembuary features guest appearances by:

Yvon Gagné: storyteller and plum picker
Katherine Peacock: hermetic soprano sorceress
Annie Shaw: secret digital tape warbler extraordinaire

recording/mixing/mastering by dg (studio chocolat chaud)
see a video for dream thief here:
vimeo.com/90177659
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don't put all your eggs in someone else's basket do as i say not as i've done that plate in the sky is a place the crows have pecked clean to the bone love's a war and i see it more and more as i grow towards that ever setting sun she's tripping on the doorstep sunk in snow she fears the light of winter's silver glow she's going blind and no one knows but you rest this head on your shoulder tell her that you'll show her the way even though you're just as blind she's reaching for the bottle that she broke she's counting on the knots tied to her throat she's going blind and no one knows but you rest this head on your shoulder tell her that you'll show her the way even though you're just as blind she's lying in your bed now like a child you listen to her breathing for a while you wonder if she dreams in black or white your love for her is growing with the night you dim the lights a bit and hold her tight you know that she'll be gone or dead come day rest this head on your shoulder tell her that you'll show her the way even though you're just as blind you follow her for reasons you don't know you slip and lose your bearings in the snow she walks ahead and now you're all alone she's going blind and no one knows but you brain of boxes and shades of black tracking time i can't turn back you once were a prophet with visions so clear now a pauper who lives off of my fears yours is a kingdom with coffers made of gold filled with fool's brass and memories of old sleep oh sleep lovely faucets have drained all the air choking blood flow to colors in my hair saints are sinners who hold their tongue tarred and feathered i'm one of them who failed chair so empty you once held my friend chair now tell me everyone who has sat in your arms over the years and everything they've said again and again like a merry-go-round song folks like to talk to fend off the silence i myself keep quiet because silence is my friend and she's there in my chair toying with her hair again and again like a merry-go-round song how have you been fine thanks and you busy these days and so and so says hi do you remember the time how could i forget again and again like a merry-go-round song my how time has passed silence in my chair your hair grows oh so fast it's reaching to the ground like a merry-go-round song this scenario that you're living is no accident circumstances have their own history forged in mystery isn't what you planned on so why plan isn't what you dreamed of so why dream have the tables turned on their tops again left you on the ground are your friends too far far too hard to find 'cause they're scared of you have the gods been faithless well i believe have the men been fickle well i'm here i'm not far now old man walking down native boulevard ladies arm in arm teeter tottering on the brink of fall fish with feathers who from the balcony keep a diary hunting porcupine in the evening when the game is scarce isn't what you planned on so why plan isn't what you dreamed of so why dream have the gods been faithless i believe have the men been fickle i'm here i'm not far now the smoke will make you blind in the long run but it'll keep you warm tonight the city's on high and my heart is on low i don't know why i don't just get up and go i'm singing underground with the metro sounds right where you left me in the lost and found now you can be a star shining in the sky still i'm gonna keep the wind by my side the trucks can snore and the cars can race still my heart's above this heartless place the subway's stuck on an honour roll and i'm gonna let me telephone ring on now you can be a star shining in the sky still i'm gonna keep the wind by my side by my side i'm running 'round town with my rabbit's foot looking for solace in the rainbow sun boots are laced up shirt's a button down i packed all my habits in a shoulder strap bag you can be a star shining in the sky still i'm gonna keep the wind by my side 'cause you were meant to scream and i was born to whisper whisper whisper swayin' swayin' swayin' swain swayin' reeds anointed bodies history in murky waters stubborn stain heave ho he didn't owe me anything gave it to me anyway he's kind the fruit is falling now forbidden as ever before note to self i wish to be a man pushing a wheelbarrow picking up the sweetest fruit that kind of man note to self eating out of my plate i can't handle it any longer everyone's got their lines you got to learn where they are sleeping in people's beds you are the dream thief that i fear tarnished silver underwear you got a mean streak in your hair giving is a gentle gift but there's a devil there in the details i'm not asking to be asked but i'm telling you what's inside dream thief you are the dream thief dream thief you are the moving 'round like molecules we were quantized for disasters do you feel two things at once i'm gonna have to trust my gut on this one dream thief you are the dream thief sleepy hollow of your heart is poisoning you from inside pearls of wisdom crowd your mouth and they are choking you like pythons the demons are inside the demons are inside us dream thief now what am i to make of this the storms have cleared since yesterday and now you want to sow these fallow fields again i paint the sun with heavy strokes 'cause what you reap is what you sow now these starry nights are calling me again i think i fall in love too fast and you fall too hard to dig up the past again i'm walking far to find my soul these shoes are riddles plagued with holes and now you want to sow these fallow fields again what's the use of letting time heal all if all we do is turn it back

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