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Cavities of Rain
03:53
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We gave the seeds to mallards
With our little hands
And you were the one to take us there
Held tight on the collar of a black lab
At the lake while you laughed
And no one imagined that surprise
On a summer day when we cried
And no one has the power to change
Any words we said or the cavities of rain.
Four little feet run up the stairs
And you're quiet at your desk
And you're quiet when you rest
We gave the seeds the mallards
And I could kiss you now
When the fear dies.
And no one imagined that surprise
On a summer day when we cried
And no one has the power to change
Any words we said or the cavities of rain.
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2. |
Brighter Love
05:40
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When we cry
The wind will blow the black ashes away
And the mineral ground
Is clear again
When wood burns
We feel the strength of a negative force
And the fear is real
And I can’t explain it
When you touch
My arms and run your fingers on my neck
The dark phantoms fly
And I’m healed again
Power comes
When you devastate the ideas you held like drugs
Power comes
‘Cause you are the evidence of brighter love
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3. |
Avenue A
04:33
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under covers in bed
half asleep I remember
when roommates were friends
you and me in gold glitter
in Brooklyn at your place
cigarettes on fire escapes
humming melodies
of any albums we could find
gray stains, fake crystal ashtrays
losing track of time.
last night the power went out
lighting candles in Queens
we could see our breathe
the seals of the windows freeze
but still we never stopped
staying out
and drinking way too much
down at St. Marks
it’s raining on Avenue A
underground, underwater
losing track of days.
never had time to change
‘cause after work we went straight
with a backpack full of books
in a Lincoln Gypsy Cab in my hood.
in Brooklyn when we tripped
and Pamela got sick
we were a little crazy
all lit up in a haze
watching the blood
drip down her neckline
all lit up
losing track of time.
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4. |
Not Alone
02:32
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5. |
Baleen Sea
04:45
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Rising up for thousands of krill
Diving down and coming up
The echo sounds of the young
At Catalina they’re rising to breathe
And the air we share
It’s the same for you and me
Metacarpal bones
In your fins and toes
Metacarpal bones
In my hands
In my fingers
baleen sea
it’s a part of me
Far away in a world
I’ve never known.
baleen sea
it’s a part of me
Far away in a world
I’ve never known.
baleen sea it’s a part of me
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6. |
Hello Tremolo
03:19
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7. |
1 9 8 5
02:38
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There was nothing more
To make you feel better than we did
Another decade in a city where you lived
In 1985.
And a few of the fuck-ups never learn
That the blame is only theirs
And the whales return.
Any other decade
Insults and forgetting where you were
In 1985.
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Yasei Mare Providence, Rhode Island
Yasei Mare is the moniker for original music projects by music composer and teacher, Matthew
Patrei.
Matthew is a multi-instrumentalist who focusses on music composition, piano and guitar performance, and teaching.
I am immersed in music that spans diverse genres such as rock, pop, EDM, dance, hip hop, and jazz.
I record and produce all of my music in Ableton Live. 🛠 😍
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