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land / sea

by Will Farina

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Down below the seasons, hills and snow The place that I call home Up above the sunshine, sand and mosquito bugs The places I dream of Here today, pulled a hundred different ways Monetary need rules our days But what a sad thing it would be To submit our lives to toiling Instead of following a dream This land, it beckons to be seen And I am free to answer its plea The only hand keeping my stationary It is my own The world, it beckons to be seen And we are free to answer its plea The only hand keeping us stationary It is our own
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The breeze is at my back Rising and falling with the rolling green My mind is as light as the air through the grass Silent before this wondrous scene Before and between us What a wonderful thing happening Before and between us Life is a day spent here in your company In this place there is no strife or bitterness Only the sound of the wind in our ears Why pray for heaven When we have it right here?
3.
Driving four miles up the mountain To your house in the valley Vermont in the summertime When the mountains are green Before the dark came we walked down to the river I took some pictures and we drank the water there When we took the highway, mountain splendor held our Gaze Over hills, staring out of the window
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Oh great country, shore to shore From the greatest heights, to the forest floor I have only images in my mind And a flame that is burning inside Oh splendor, in time I will see you Where the meadow and the mountain meet the blue Hands free with the truth we've always been free To do the things we love Shed the shackles of conventional thinking "Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover." -Mark Twain
5.
oh she speaks to me through a phonograph sunken 1943 when I try to reach her bell the air in my lungs isn’t nearly enough and I hardly make it past the salt and shells
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sandflats 03:15
sky between two miles to see through bend apart the edge of you change the curves of gray to blue
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foampool 00:37
the same old hum is floating through the tides between my ears to spend your time collecting second-hand souvenirs
8.
human shells 02:51
the girl in the curtain is silently twirling in the audible fields of the boy overseas sideways glances are wasted chances she’ll balance the world upon her knees he’s just like the great romantics sea semantics are all he writes she gives her past to photographs and wonders why the days aren’t still so bright why aren’t the days so bright when they sing the words they bring thoughts through their backs no one’s seen his heart tired, her lungs on fire nothing lights up in between those skies why aren’t the days so bright
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crosstrees 02:19
raise your eyes and be inanimately free objectively oh to be
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lost armada 05:21
give me the stars and draw me a map with your voice and passing cars can you stay awake? time plays tricks on our eyes on our hearts the end of the earth smoke shows where it starts words and thoughts, silent in the day find your sign before it flies away don’t give up so easily remember the shape you want to see a setting sun rises for you a blowing wind breezes to you rolling waves, ripples for you near my calls that echoe for you
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golden lights above the street when will they sleep rooftop failures, seaside dreams when will they meet moonlight showers on shady streets wash over me broken voices, cloudy skies where are your eyes long lost stories short lived nights to be alive no one feels fine hanging from telephones passing down borrowed homes skipping over epigraphs cutting their coins in half giving four sixth a word leaving the rest unheard
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wavespeech 03:53
I look up through a frozen sky red in my heart, blue in my eyes icy serpents, magnetic currents I missed the moon for five months running away on the first day of june the mountains are gone, the sky will be soon he’s an optical believer symmetrical dreamer I missed the sea only once and I’ll never have to know if shades beneath the snow are singing my friends to sleep darker than light hum to recite the echoes from the deep formal dress and no flight brings him down, keep an ear to the ground the choir swims past without oxygen masks and there’s no sign of laying on glass no one ever finds the time on the lines

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moor hound songs self-recorded at home in Orlando, FL.

Will Farina songs self-recorded within bedrooms and landscapes between Tampa and Melbourne.

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released February 26, 2010

land: moor hound is Steve + Zach

sea: samples and songs recorded May-Dec 2009. Thank you to Michael Cacciatore for storytelling. Thanks also to Billy Reilova, Mike Riley, Allen Williams, Erik Myxter, Jeff Sheridan, pineapple park, Melbourne, South Spessard Holland, islands, and weather systems.

album artwork by Steve Marino and Will Farina

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