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Green Heaven Rhythms
04:39
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Flowers bloom, we are walking tall
bound by the Heaven we see in all
Raindrops fall we are hills that rise
above the Sun when it falls to night
Moonlight falls on my open hands
holding the water which carves this land
Submerging in this green night sky
visions of Heaven through a timeless eye
Undo me, undo all that holds
all the withholding from this holy mold
we will form these sacred folds
the flower blooms in your heart of gold
Behold all Seasons with open eyes
and hold no reason
forget this fight
unfold in lightness
the River flows with might
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2. |
New Foragers at the End
06:18
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When you're up on your sentiment
to be all the same
don't you hear me coming round the mountain slow
through the roots of the Trees
My we've seen such a perfect view
to be under heart
don't you hold me closer now that I'm so far
in the spell of waters grace
So I'll tell you simply
I'll be safe and free
when the Death comes lovingly like girls will do
and we whisper all that we knew
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3. |
Maia and Ra
05:14
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In her eyes of deep blue water
oh here comes the spirit found
If circles find our bodies joining
always singing to the Sun Boy
We all come from Mothers letting go like silence
that wasn't honored by the slow might
of my bright Sun
It's so good to see you taking your breath inside
What we find when shifting gently
through the current feeds us kind
Generous I watch my Fathers hands
give all but worship none
We'll speak of the severance of our relating
the reverence of your creating this little child
we'll all tell the clouds apart from the open sky
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4. |
West of Old Thebes
07:03
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Flowers came in through a window
bearing scents of tender lightness
of Heaven within my eyes dark pupil
It's a gift to be here
the worms beneath our feet keep eating
churning Life and Death into black gold
balancing cosmic and telluric forces
men and women digging hands into the others heart
to return to the birth of trusting
Death of knowledge is the light of Being
When my citrus is ripe and oils glisten in the Sun
I will swallow my tongue and live in Unity
lingering in the vessels which hold
The remnants and remembrance of new and ancient technologies
of lovers spinning Light windows in the Desert moonlight
This is the Sound, This is the Sun
This is the way I unfold
"No degree of affection need invade this religion,
this is myrrh and rosemary to keep the other sweet" -R.W. Emerson
<--These are not even my words
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5. |
Disarm This Tender Heart
05:45
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Uncovered and whispered high
in naked truth I wash my hands
Held under the water firm
there is no air sweeter than you
How long will I build and burn this throne?
holding moments like women and gold
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6. |
Holy Dreams
06:05
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Eyes as wide as mountains
singing prayers like harmonies
holding to my oldest dreams
when I'd wake under the Sea
giant creatures head my gasping
swarm like winds and help me breathe
and you pray to these giants
for your sleep and dignity
And we can't feel a thing
arms crossed beneath our knees
and we can't feel a thing
bodies carried under waves
Eyes like tired shorelines
stealing wishes kept reserved
tiny seeds spit from my mouth
fertilize the ocean floor
spirits linger near us
listen to our bodies breathe
healing hands sink inside you
touch the earth and dig down deep
And we can't feel a thing
arms crossed beneathe our knees
and we can't feel a thing
bodies buried under waves
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7. |
Her Hands Buried in Soil
05:45
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Home safe, silent still
I watched you take your
secrets to the Earth
watching them die young
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Oaken Voices Austin, Texas
Oaken Voices is the solo recording project of Brandon Bodhi Denton. Most songs were conceived organically through the recording process: an alchemy of Wood, Ether, Heart, and Presence.
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