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Invite the Ghosts In

by Elizabeth J. Harris

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1.
He stopped right there in his tracks He said, "This is the moment we take off our masks." I said, "I'd love to know who you really are." He said, "I bet my soul on a shooting star." "I used to run with bears. I suffered three lifetimes. I used to have long flowing hair. My eyes opened in the nighttime." I pondered this a moment as he slipped his hand in mine. His hand was calloused, worn and warm and he smelled of turpentine. He used to run with bears. He suffered three lifetimes. He used to have long flowing hair. His opened in the nighttime. I said, "I have no revelation, no magical mystery. I barely have an occupation, how could I have a history?" He said, "Your big brown eyes tell of years past. Engrained in your lips are the spells that you cast. The curls of your hair sing many songs. The scars that you bear tell of all the times you've been wronged." He used to run with bears. He suffered three lifetimes. He used to have long flowing hair. His opened in the nighttime. He has a scarlet brand on his right forearm. He once counted grains of sand and he calls me "Dear one."
2.
Let the blood of our ancestors sink into the soil Let all the sons of Jacob suffer for their toil Find a small cove Maybe a grotto Fill it up will all our treasures Present it on the morrow We hide We hide our humanity Not in our bones but in our brains So the world cannot see We talk the talk But our fragile lips fumble We walk the walk But our weak feet stumble Plant me in your garden But leave me to my weeds I'll bloom and burst and sing And grow like mustard seed I carry on my shoulder bits of this mountain I run to the river But I find only a fountain We hide We hide our humanity Not in our bones but in our brains So the world cannot see We talk the talk But our fragile lips fumble We walk the walk But our weak feet stumble
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Our Zephyr 03:17
Meet me in the midnight mist Bring your lovelorn bones and your iron fist Your eyes dark, black as a raven's claw Dart around this town like a brooding outlaw The dawn is drawing near Our zephyr's almost here You packed your guitar and two sets of strings, A banjo, a fiddle and myself to sing You see, our muses, They left a long time ago So now we must follow where the west wind blows The dawn is drawing near Our zephyr's almost here Beatnik queens and desert wanderers Artist freaks and double entendres Tattered roads and weary highways Just you, me, our loose change, and Yahweh The dawn is drawing near Our zephyr's almost here I swallow the last of this town's dust and listen as the wind whispers, "Desert or bust." The dawn is drawing near Our zephyr's finally here
4.
Run Free 04:28
Face the monsters Yield the sun Battle the impostors Your victory won Let curiosity kill your pride Let the wilderness be your guide Draw your sword but pray for peace Eat your words and let your inner beast run free Take your chances Play with fate Ditch romances Throw away the date Invite the ghosts in Call each by name Play a little trick and Then send them away Draw your sword but pray for peace Eat your words and let your inner beast run free
5.
Inhibition 04:40
I tied around my eyes a golden blindfold so that I might stumble upon this world's threshold. I pierced the skin tight around my wrist so that my own hand could not longer form a fist. I etched on my ankle a church and a steeple but I always feel so alone walking with crowds of people. I poured into a bottle all my emotion but it foamed and bubbled over like salt in the ocean. I painted my body the color of a sand dune so that when I feel deserted I might blend in soon. If I open my mouth, will my daydreams come out? Will my words dance hungrily with the breeze? If I loosen my grasp, will the warlords attack? Will the lovethirsty listen to my plea?
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Siren's Call 02:42
Behind each sycamore The stars hide from our eyes We questioned them before But they had no disguise The moonlight gleams On the dreams that paint your skin Dust of the moonbeams and take a deep breath in Riddle me this: Darkest night, a kiss The day I begin to sing the siren's call will be the day that ends it all Feel the atmosphere fill up the purple sky The light, it disappears and in the grass we lie Beyond sweet innocence your spirit grows a garden Ignore our ignorance and you've got yourself a bargain Riddle me this: Darkest night, a kiss The day I begin to sing the siren's call will be the day that ends it all
7.
I'm finished just being a spark in your fire I wonder if I pinched your back if your spine would slither out You kissed my lips and then I spat bitterness out of my mouth I'm finished just being a spark in your fire You say you always know the way but you step on your own staff You come and knock upon my door but you've tarnished the welcome mat I'm finished just being a spark in your fire I couldn't even try to rekindle that flame I stoked the fire but it burned out all the same I'm finished just being a spark in your fire
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O, contentment O, sorrow Spirit run through my veins Make me hollow O, resilience Stay tomorrow A dream within a dream can tell So make me hollow Woven in my mother's womb My love is the fruit of the vine Carry me to my tomb but know that I will never die O, patience, might I borrow the food to feed the faithless. Make me hollow. O, contentment, O, sorrow, Spirit run through my veins Make me hollow. Woven in my mother's womb, my love is the fruit of the vine Carry me to my tomb but know that I will never die
9.
Oh, Sebastian, play your harpsichord, make your money poor, your mind simple. Oh, Sebastian, Let love be an ocean wave collecting the shells God made upon the mystic shore But wait, my son Oh, Sebastian, words can sting the soul, so keep your mouth never full but always open Oh, Sebastian, grow like an olive tree spread yourself peaceably extending your branches But wait, my son You'll wind your slingshot but you will not slay the giant. You'll listen to your master's rules but find you are defiant. Oh, Sebastian, be wary of this world. The gambler's hand has unfurled. I pray you're a joker
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Masks 03:36
Static pulses through your veins You'd rather die than be mundane So you slip on your new lenses and Mary Janes The moment where the sun can't break through the curtain that you wrap around you and the mirror looks at you in vain Feminist fumes adhere to your skin Stomach curdles the beauty within You and your paper thin dignity are twins The moment where the sun can't break through the curtain that you wrap around you and the mirror looks at you in vain Take a dose of your indie beats Crowd surfing in front row seats Now your prickling persona is complete You and your senseless tasks You fill up all your flasks Maybe one of these days You'll take off those masks

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released July 9, 2014

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