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		<title>Conorl at 18:08, 5 March 2008</title>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;[[Category:Songs]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Conor (philadelphia)]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Media:16thtry mix.mp3|vaun braun]]&lt;br /&gt;
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== Lyrics ==&lt;br /&gt;
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 vaun braun pauses to push a pencil through the wall of his palm;&lt;br /&gt;
 a spear appears in the mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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 forever thrust, and across a widening sky,&lt;br /&gt;
 this man just kept coming&lt;br /&gt;
 with a mind of death.&lt;br /&gt;
 and the unicorn's horn grown inward,&lt;br /&gt;
 through a barren skull&lt;br /&gt;
 filling with stars.&lt;br /&gt;
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 soon the lidless abyss will be deformed,&lt;br /&gt;
 a cavern opens to reveal tunnels&lt;br /&gt;
 running from every stone to every other stone,&lt;br /&gt;
 growing in the fibrous structure of a fish&lt;br /&gt;
 a circulatory system;&lt;br /&gt;
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 a criminal utility is assessed and&lt;br /&gt;
 blessed. sins rescinded. iron bent&lt;br /&gt;
 into paper clips.&lt;br /&gt;
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 the thorn is graft to the rose &lt;br /&gt;
 in mild irony,&lt;br /&gt;
 and this man just stoops in the corridor&lt;br /&gt;
 where the passage appears.&lt;br /&gt;
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 vaun braun pauses to push a pencil through the wall of his palm;&lt;br /&gt;
 a spear appears in the mind.&lt;br /&gt;
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== Music ==&lt;br /&gt;
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===Chords===&lt;br /&gt;
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Samples&lt;br /&gt;
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===Structure===&lt;br /&gt;
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Unsure&lt;br /&gt;
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===Song Writer Notes===&lt;br /&gt;
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this is one of a handful of 'songs' i worked on in 2007. listening back, i'm not sure what i was trying to accomplish. the samples are from various classical pieces. the words were based on the begining of william blake's 'the marriage of heaven and hell.' at the time, i had the idea to 'translate' the whole book into song, but i stopped after this first attempt.&lt;br /&gt;
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i did the music and words separately then tried to combine them as best i could. i never found a way to sing the lines over the music i had put together, so i ended up speaking them. that's probably why i gave up. i like singing. i can't imagine performing this.  &lt;br /&gt;
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i'm also uncomfortable with lifting both the words and the music from other places. it feels criminal.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Conorl</name></author>
		
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