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Come Out to the Moonlight
Come out to the moon (Come out to the moon)
(Come out to the moon if only for me)
And let the light validate your soul in full once and for all
You're who you are and where you ought to be
It's a primordial plea
It doesn't matter what has gone on
With catatonia or euphoria
You have always grown with me
It only seems to water down your dreams
It makes you lonely 'cause it's all you've known
The saunter in the rays of amber
Cry out to the moon (Cry out to the moon)
(Cry out and melt away in solace)
And break the cycle closing you in with nowhere to fall
You're who you need and all that's left to see
Is the rest of your story
It doesn't matter what has gone wrong
The saunter in those golden hours
They cause the flowers to grow slower
Still, does it matter what has gone rogue?
The soirée in honey-golden hours
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Aria in D Minor BWV 515
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Toltec Path
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Toltec Path
The miles of air pressure on my head
Couldn't bring me down
Smile, you didn't hear a word I said
Still I keep you around
A round
Shadow glides over our crowns
Explode with silent sound
To admire our atoms found
Abound
A half-ton compression on my cells
Couldn't spring your well
It's a million year transaction
For a con transportation
Aground
Is our fantastical land
We bite the feeding hand
For it serves our contraband
Impound, returned
Wasn't it silly of your muscles
To ache and strain when it tore?
And wasn't it stupid, for the hustle,
You only gave more to store?
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No Guarantee
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No Guarantee
Because you never seemed to know my name
I never thought that one day it won't be the same
Regardless, I could always count on you
Unguarded, powerless
I don't know what else I can do
Seated in the sky
From your perch, the world must seem so slow
Inanimate, suspended laughter
My only grievance is however I continue
This journey, you won't be a part of that view
Because you never failed to save my space
I never thought that one day this world would put in your place
A jumble of disjointed memories
I'll remember for you life's a book you loved to read
Down on myself
You can leave me on the lower shelf
Collecting dust up to the rafters
Above the ether is her transcendent rapture
As Father Time dances with Mother Nature
You can't leave here tomorrow
You gotta move on today
I know it's hard to conquer sorrow
Can anybody?
There's no mortal absolution
But can anybody really guarantee?
Because you never seemed to touch the ground
I never thought that one day you won't be around
Seated in the sky
From your perch the world must seem so low
In vibration, supply of laughter
Above the ether is her transcendent matter
As Father Time dances with Mother Nature
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Osamu & the Peripheral Ghosts Long Beach, California
A nature-loving Japanese musician born in Germany and raised in Japan/UK now hailing from southern California sings songs about wanderlust, parallels between life and the meandering trails, and other random musings that occur to a tired hiker's mind.
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