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This Map Is Not In Us
03:27
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The dirt and the brush they teach me how to move you
The dirt and the branch they teach me how to move you
A matter of trees the forest the breeze they move you
The dirt and the birds they teach us how to move
I go to the store I know what I want
It’s easy to open the door but to say what I need I can’t say
I know what I want but not what I need
You’re on me
Sick from the start I need a new heart
It’s here
Sharing a myth when we were real young
I tell you a secret in a private song
Under the sky it’s real in my mind
Rocks are fossils are bones
Rocks are fossils are bones
Rocks are fossils are
Confusion begins illusion extends around you
To play in the dirt a primal aversion to you
I figure it out it’s real what we felt
I'm on you
Sick from the start I need a new heart
It’s here
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Hermaphrodite
03:46
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Here I am on my back
Not a woman or a man
You believe what you see
It’s not hard to understand
Hands are clues for your eyes
This was in the master plan
Here we are
You can’t tell
I’m a woman and a man
I’m below and you see me fighting
It’s now true you accept all the things I change in you
You never ask me what I am
You don’t care
You never ask me what I am
You don’t care
Here we are
Now we know
Accusation is a crime
Moving close take it slow to a state we can’t command
We are here not for long
This was in the master plan
Here I am
Now you know
I’m a woman and a man
In your dreams and you see me fighting
It’s now true you accept all the things I change in you
You never ask me what I am
You don’t care
You never ask me what I am
You don’t care
And when the people turn and stare
I can’t care
You never seem to be aware
You don’t care
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3. |
Ode
03:49
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We started something
Something you wanted
Something that never happens
Never good reasons made it too easy
For something to really happen
After the last time knowing the first time
You leave the mark of a stranger
I wanted something now you’re informing
All of my actions and visions
You started something
Something I wanted
Something that never happens
Never good reasons made it too easy
For something to really happen
After the last time knowing the first time
I prove the touch of a stranger
I wanted something now you are haunting
All of my actions and visions
I’m falling in the maze again
The night she saw you stained in red
I gave too much I know it’s true
There’s no room in my house for you
The wilderness surrounds my bed
I see you from above she says
So what’s the point of love it’s true
There’s no room In my heart for you
Still we see our bodies are not breaking down
Nothing’s changed a sleepwalk in slow motion
Prepare yourself when actions fade
My words are falling off this page
Prophetic gaze a day of fire
You cannot prove I’m not a liar
She sees you from above she says
The wilderness surrounds my bed
I gave too much I know it’s true
There’s no room in my house for you
Still we see our bodies are not breaking down
Nothing’s changed a sleepwalk in slow motion
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Song for the Sea
03:23
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Last thing she said was hold onto your heart
I know it’s not easy
It happens with frequency
One comes along and fractures the rhythm in you
So I sing
What’s most sacred
Visions of you and me
Arm and arm dancing
I’m not with you
Only in scenes of us arm and arm dancing
Last time I saw you
You kiss me goodbye
Violent romantics are always the first to lose
We were just fisherman who never learn how to swim
So you sing
What’s the point of losing our visions of
Arm and arm dancing
I’m not with you
Other than dreams of us arm and arm dancing
Absence demands a lot of your heart
Yet in this darkness I see you so clearly
Just difficult telling the difference in faces and words
Now I sing
I can’t see you other than visions of
Arm and arm dancing
I’m not with you
Only in scenes of us arm and arm dancing
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5. |
Equation
04:46
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The tree of poisoned fruit you said
Was just a myth to get us into motion
A golden bite of caution
Two bodies crash so violently
They fracture stars of fantasies so fixed in space
A constellation unafraid
Truth was never part of this equation: you and me
You let my world inside of yours
The field emits a silent space of passion
A novelty attraction
Arriving at your door last night
You’re on the floor
You say please do not look at me
But I’m afraid of all I see
I know I was not the one to rescue you from me
The tree of poisoned fruit you said
Was just a myth to get us into motion
A golden bite of caution
Arriving at your door last night
You’re on the floor
You say please do not look at me
But I’m afraid of all I see
Truth was never part of this equation: you and me
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Autoportrait
02:28
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They are just animals in your head
These things can talk I must confess
They show some signs of life
A predator and prey
The pills are slow in wearing off
I draw your profile on my thigh
I channel you inside my mind
You never turn to gray you say
The static is not television
I’m born with two tongues in my mouth
A nation cuts one off in spite
A halo hangs above her wrist
The dance floor a relic from your past
These songs are paintings on my wall
They capture spirits big and tall
They show some signs of life a predator
And pray the pills are slow in wearing off
The static is not television
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Marisol Limon New York
Marisol Limón is a multidisciplinary artist whose work encompasses music, composition, performance, writing, and visual art.
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