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Walk the Wire: literal internet singles

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by SJ Tucker

 

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September's Rhyme 01:07
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Were-owl 03:48
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An on-growing collection of songs inspired by wonderful things S. J. has found or is involved with in the vast realm of the internet; check back for new songs each month!
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released 01 July 2009
All songs and these recordings Copyright S. J. Tucker 2009; all rights reserved.
Special thanks to Catherynne M. Valente, Emily Carding, Michelle Dockrey, Kevin K Wiley, and Tony Fabris.
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Track Name: September's Rhyme
green and black
yellow, red
rub your belly, pat your head
corners, edges
middle part
close one eye before you start
nine times backwards
sideways 'round
opens doors you've never found
key flies in without a sound,
key flies in without a sound
leopard whiskers
colored coat
let the lie escape your throat
circus dances open roads
seal the spell: there must be blood
fly through kisses
don't be rude
to latitude or longitude
solve the puzzle
turn the key
bleed a bit and then fly free

hold your courage, pumpkin dear.

one shoe off

the way is clear
Track Name: Were-owl
Look long enough into the eyes of any creature,
there's no knowing what you'll find.
We all seek the light one way or another,
mostly flying blind.
Everything flies at the mercy of the moonlight,
lovers more than most at times.
You've sought the light where few have ever found it,
captured deep in tawny eyes.
Little one seek and ye shall find.
Take care what you find
in the tawny eyes of a hunter by night.

Who, who, who is it dares
to find these feathers, stroke this skin?
How, how, how can you dream of
the night he spreads his wings to hold you,
shows you all he knows and lets you in?

I've heard it said none but fools will ever count on
shifting shapes and flying dreams.
Foolish the heart that lights upon a love who's
never what he seems:
Shows one face at dawn and another in the twilight,
kings have worn his shape before
(kings have worn his wings before).
Lord of the evening, so handsome in the sunlight,
leaves you wanting so much more.
Child, death is a dance on the forest floor!

Who, who, who is it dares
to find these feathers, stroke this hide?
Why, why, why set your sights on
the night he spreads his wings to hold you,
shows you all his heart and bids you fly?

shifting shapes and flying dreams
love is never what it seems
wears another skin by day
be his love and not his prey

Who, who, who is it dares to seek the sun
and still want more?
How, how, how can you trust that he'll
open up his wings to hold you,
leave you brighter than you were before?