Friday, January 6, 2012

Biophilia

La música viene a mí cuando ha de venir. Es cosa del destino.

*** Moon

As the lukewarm hands of the gods
Came down and gently picked my adrenaline pearls
Placed them in their mouths
And rinsed all the fear out
Nourished them with their saliva
Now I'm all rejuvenated and rested
As if the healthiest pastime
Is being in life-threatening circumstances
And once again be reborn
All birthed and happy
Best way to start-a-new
Is to fail miserably
Fail at loving
And fail at giving
Fail at creating a flow
Then realign the whole
And kick into the starthole
To risk all is the end all and the beginning all

Las tibias manos de los dioses
Bajaron y tomaron suavemente mis perlas de adrenalina
Las pusieron en sus bocas
Y enjuagaron todo el miedo
Las nutrieron con su saliva
Ahora estoy descansada y rejuvenecida
Como si el más saludable pasatiempo
Fuera estar en circunstancias mortales
Para renacer una vez más
Renacida y feliz.
La mejor manera de empezar de nuevo
Es fracasar miserablemente
Fracasar al amar
Y fracasar al entregar
Fracasar creando movimiento
Y luego, realinear el agujero
Y ponerlo en su punto de partida.
Arriesgarlo todo es el final y el principio de todo.

*** Thunderbolt

Stirring at waters edge
Cold froth on my twig
My mind in whirls
Wanders around desire
May I, can I or have I too often
Craving miracles
May I, can I or have I too often now
Craving miracles
Craving miracles
No one imagines the light shock I need
And I'll never know
From whose hands deeply humble
Dangerous gifts as such to mine come
May I, should I or have I too often
Craving miracles
May I, can I or have I too often
Craving miracles
Craving miracles
My romantic gene is dominant
And it hungers for union
Universal intimacy
All embracing
May I, should I or have I too often
Craved miracles
May I, can I or have I too often
Craved miracles
Crave
Waves irregularly striking
Wind stern in my face
Thunderstorm come
Scrape these barnacles off me!
May I, may I or should I too often
Crave miracles
May I or should I or have I too often
All my body parts are one
As lightning hits my spine
Sparkling
Prime runs through me
Revive my wish
Inviolable
May I, can I or have I too often
Craving miracles
May I, can I, should I or have I too often
Craving miracles

*** Crystalline

Underneath our feet
Crystals grow like plants
Listen how they grow
I'm blinded by the lights
Listen how they grow
In the core of the Earth
Listen how they glow

Crystalline
Internal nebula
Crystalline
Rocks growing slow but
Crystalline
I conquer claustrophobia
Crystalline
And demand the lights

We mimic the openness
Of the ones we love
Daft till our generosity
Equalizes the flow
With our hearts
We kiss our quartz
To reach love

Crystalline
Internal nebula
Crystalline
Rocks growing slow but
Crystalline
I conquer claustrophobia
Crystalline
And demand the lights

Octagon, polygon
Pipes up an organ
Sonic branches
Murmuring drone
Crystalizing galaxies
Spread out like my fingers

Crystalline
Internal nebula
Crystalline
Rocks growing slow but
Crystalline
I conquer claustrophobia
Crystalline
And demand the lights

It's the sparkle you become
When you conquer anxiety
Sparkle you become
Conquer anxiety
Sparkle you become
When you conquer anxiety
It's the sparkle you become
When you conquer anxiety

*** Cosmogony

Heaven, heaven's bodies
Whirl around me
Make me wonder
And they say back then
Our universe was an empty sea
Until a silver fox and her cunning mate
Began to sing a song that became
The world we know
Heaven, heaven's bodies
Whirl around me
Make me wonder
And they say back then
Our universe was a coal-black egg
Until the god inside burst out
And from its shattered shell
He made what became
The world we know
Heaven, heaven's bodies
Whirl around me
Make me wonder
And they say back then
Our universe was an endless land
Until our ancestors woke up
And before they went back to sleep
They carved it up into
The world we know
Heaven, heaven's bodies
Whirl around me
Make me wonder
And they say back then
Our universe wasn't even there
Until a sudden bang
And then there was light, was sound
Was matter and it all became
The world we know
And heaven's bodies
Whirl around me
A dance eternal

*** Virus [Instrumental]


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Like a virus needs a body
As soft tissue feeds on blood
Some day I'll find you, the urge is here
Ooo-ooo-ooo-oooh
Like a mushroom on a tree trunk
As the protein transmutates
I knock on your skin, and I am in
Ooo-ooo-ooo-oooh
The perfect match, you and me
I adapt, contagious
You open up, say welcome
Like a flame that seeks explosives
As gunpowder needs a war
I feast inside you, my host is you
Ooo-ooo-ooo-oooh
The perfect match, you and I
You fail to resist
My crystalline charm, you do
Like a virus, patient hunter
I'm waiting for you, I'm starving for you
Ooo-ooo-ooo-oooh
My sweet adversary
My sweet adversary
My sweet adversary

*** Sacrifice

Why can't you give her room?
Respect her spacial needs
I feel you compress her
Into a small space
With clairvoyance
She knew what you needed
And gave it to you
Now her desires are repressed
Arrows in the flesh
When she found your love
Her nature bowed her head
She surrendered
She renounced the world for you
Now she's poisoned by demands
You cannot answer
Why this sacrifice?
Now she regrets the whole thing
A delayed reaction
When she left her craft voluntarily
For your nest, for your love
Did you understand?
Appreciate
Build a bridge to her
Initiate a touch
Before it's too late
Say the words to her
That will make her shine
Tell her that you love her
Your generosity will show
In the volume of her glow

*** Solstice

When your eyes pause on the ball
That hangs on the third branch from a star
You remember why it is dark
And why it gets light again
The Earth (like the heart)
Slopes in its seat
And like that it travels along an elliptical path
Drawn into the darkness
An unpolished pearl in sky-black palm of hand
Flickering sun-flame
And then you remember
That you yourself are a light-bearer
Receiving radiance from others
Flickering sun-flame
Unpolished pearl
In a palm of hand

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