Artist: Four Larks
keep climbing brother
can i have another helping please
the manifestation of primordial figures whose bodies are nothing but their image
i still love you
the perfect facsimile of the face of cybele
oh where does the rain blossom?
groovin at the go go
cut and throw the golden rows
the pattern that follows will swallow me in
the shuddering beneath the wheat
small souls leaping to the sky
at the river lethe
the transliteration of sacred texts
the house of the dead
heaven is where the water sings
a stranger has come
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