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Waspdrunk
03:16
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Here we are again
Watching the Stour creep up Noah’s Ark Lane
All those prayers we prayed for rain
And now we pray it back again
Here we are again
Watching the apples fall with the September rain
Every year we pray for fruit
Then watch it rot around the root
The sweetness of decay
Drips blessing on these autumn days
Waspdrunk on prayers we’ve prayed
We try to pray them back again
Here we are again
Ending the day with that old prayer book refrain
The same prayers don’t taste the same
When prayed in the sweetness of decay
The sweetness of decay
Drips blessing on these autumn days
Waspdrunk on prayers we prayed
We try to pray them back again
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Apple
03:37
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Green gold red
Burnished and blessed
Like some royal orb
Weighted for your hand
Crafted snug into your palm
Teeth tear satin skin
Sinking down and in to the cosmos that you hold
Precious crisp white flesh
Tussles with your breath
To find home inside your frame
Apple
Green gold red
Broken and bled
Like some sacrifice
Weighted for your woe
Pulp and pip and stalk and sweat
Just to say the word
When it’s out of reach
Is to taste it perfectly
And yet dream its fall
As an autumn feast
For the wasp and worm and bird
Apple
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3. |
Hornet
02:36
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Hot head hornet
Fussing
Buzzing round you
Diving
Bombing
Swooping
Flying fury
Flaming anger
Fuelled on rotting apple
Red orange yellow orange black blur
If you’ve got to fade
If you’ve got to fade
Fade fierce
Hot head hornet
Butting double glazing
Thrusting head long
All his ire blazing
Broke wing stutter
Fuzz buzz
falter splutter
Red orange yellow orange black blur
If you’ve got to fade
If you’ve got to fade
Fade fierce
If you have got to fade
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4. |
Noah's Ark Lane
03:13
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Slippy slop
Old memories slosh
And wash me back up Noah’s Ark Lane
Spit a spot of rain
My muddled puddle
Drains to Noah’s Ark Lane
In the dappled dark of weed and water
What can you see?
What can you see?
I spy a sly pike grinning wide!
I feel a blood surge forcing through!
But still I’m smiling with you
Watching from Noah’s Ark Lane
Dog dirt bleaching white
In bright sunlight
Beating on
Noah’s Ark Lane
Burnt straw
Cinder smut
On milky linen
Hung on Noah’s Ark Lane
Through the dappled dark of ash and embers
What can you see?
What can you see?
I spy a field fire stretching out!
I feel a flame caught up in me!
But still I’m smiling with you
Watching from Noah’s Ark Lane
Here we are again
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5. |
Night Prayer
03:04
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When my grandfather lay dying
Every night his daughter came
And together they prayed night prayer
As he faded
He never failed to mouth those old familiar words
But they came untethered
And floated free
And became to him pure music
“Keep me as the apple of an eye
Hide me under the shadow of your wing”
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Pissabed Prophet England, UK
Melodious, chaotic, gloriously energetic, Pissabed Prophet is the fruit of the fevered musical imaginations of Matty Simpkins (Rev Simpkins) and Ben Brown (Dingus Khan, SuperGlu).
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