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Circular Breathing

Track byIan Anderson

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  • 2009.02.08
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Pick up my wings and fly Into a constable sky. Look down on the world and try To make you out on the distant ground. Lonely toy in a lost toy-town. Suspended in spiral sounds--- Sounds of circular breathing. I'm a kite on a silver thread. Daring lightning to strike me dead. Harsh echoes of things you said Banished me to a thinner space With unholy ghosts of your bedroom face. Hands cupped to my ears to place The sound of circular breathing. Matchbox cityscape below---- I watch lowry matchstick figures go. Caught in the timeless flow of discreet silence.

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