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Play Dead (Original Mix)
05:19
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“Play Dead”
Stay
And I’ll beg
At your feet
fool for the heel
of your steady gate
Waiting
I’m fine
innocent and lonely
Lips full and lion eyed
the weight you move and hide
and hide
Can you run home?
It’s silent.
I’m still waiting for our high careen.
We’re given one heart
I’m so in love
Sold my love
and soul to you.
Can you clean up
the stains in the hallway?
Your warm breaths rise and fall
beside me in my dreams.
Can I run, run away at your side
Away form these empty rooms?
(can we walk outside?
like we’ve walked outside
collecting the bones we find
all these skeletons in piles)
Stay.
- F. James Bardozi & Ramona Fields
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2. |
Play Dead (Big Cats Mix)
04:30
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“Play Dead”
Stay
And I’ll beg
At your feet
fool for the heel
of your steady gate
Waiting
I’m fine
innocent and lonely
Lips full and lion eyed
the weight you move and hide
and hide
Can you run home?
It’s silent.
I’m still waiting for our high careen.
We’re given one heart
I’m so in love
Sold my love
and soul to you.
Can you clean up
the stains in the hallway?
Your warm breaths rise and fall
beside me in my dreams.
Can I run, run away at your side
Away form these empty rooms?
(can we walk outside?
like we’ve walked outside
collecting the bones we find
all these skeletons in piles)
Stay.
- F. James Bardozi & Ramona Fields
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3. |
Horses
03:35
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I never asked to be part of this fool's errand life
We meet the world in violence and our first words are cries
From the four walls of the cradle to the tiny wooden horses
We ride
We ride
I never longed for anyone in my whole life
Except the girl on my neighbor's arms, the one I'd make my wife
Laughing, languished, lovers' language
On the summer's stolen horses
We ride
We ride
I can't recall anyone in my whole life
Though ancient actors take the dusty stage from time to time
All their makeup is faded
On the autumn's tired horses
They ride
They ride
I'll never mourn for anyone in my whole life
They all served their purposes
They all did their time
In the four walls of the pine box
To the Pale Horse of forever
They ride
We ride
Original lyrics by Christopher Ryba-Tures. Reprinted and reinterpreted by permission.
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Powderhorn Cranes Saint Paul, Minnesota
Powderhorn Cranes is an experimental collaborative lo-fi studio project based in Saint Paul, MN. The foundational member F. James Bardozi, a veteran Twin Cities multi-instrumentalist, operates as project engineer in his low-tech makeshift home studio. The sound focuses on texture and amateur/crude recording techniques, and most flaws are kept in the mixes. ... more
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