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For the Captain
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I woke early this morning
and the sun was shining down
beating a song so clear
a beautiful and dirty sound
I followed a trail of paint
through the sands, patterns, shadows
the ravens, close behind me
fixed our mistakes upon the road
at the source of all this color
a sight, truly, to behold
a doctor eating trout
licking moonbeams, milking crows
and a beast shining in a spotlight
mirrored furiously with bongos
in a moment, it all stopped
and we stood listening to the birds
eyes open, ears astonished
in awe of what we heard
for me, it was something
I'd only felt
but from the start
you woke me up from such a coma
struck the beef inside my heart
you were a madman
you were a genius
a poet, painter, shaman, king
oh case of the music
they owe you so much
and I owe you everything
you helped make me into me
I hope you were so happy
oh captain my captain
the magic of your seas
if I could make it to your desert
where your funeral be
I'd lay upon your body
one rose that I mean
oh captain my captain
shake the bushes, shake the trees!
I'll lay upon your body
one rose that I mean
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Nora Nygard Minneapolis, Minnesota
I've always been searching. Drumming in punk bands. Singing into a cassette mic alone. Trans angst, alienation, going on the road. Synthesis, tape, poetry. Two failed tours, two failed degrees. Reclaiming my voice from the choir, reshaping my voice after punk rock. Years of isolation, hormone therapy, production studies, and hundreds of releases with various projects. ... more
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