AMY ANNELLE: music
march for wind/the comet's tail
(the places)
amy annelle (BMI)
live performance on Jeff McCord's show on KUT radio, Austin TX. Jude Webre plays electric bass.
oh, how i miss my sweet magnet. setting needles to spin when you push the weak spots in. and oh, how i miss the blueness. loose lips take down ships. and yours is the darkest in the harbor, by far.
...and to see you two-flat, through one eye...march winds raising black clouds of half-lives. oh, you. a mist-and-dawn beauty. your secrecy keeps you being everything, and nothing.
i'll only ever dream about the way you kiss me. how my mouth missed yours completely. just so: so it just opened and opened up, and gave you space to crawl into.
this is the comet's tail, and it's place in the space-field.
let's hold handfulls and walk, 'til the dream cells have all died off, and we can just stand dumb and watch: little bits of the sky, burn out mid-flight, and scatter their ashes above the sharply-cold pitch dark.
this is the comet's tail, and it's place in the space-field.
what's that song you sing? can i sing it with you? do you hear it? you hear it? i do. do you hear it? i do. do you hear it? i do. do you hear it...i do.
it's incoming. when it hits, it'll be something. burn out what we're missing.