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Everything

by Elam Blackman

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come into your own heaven
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I Was Young 02:44
my first heartbreak turned my hair gray my first kiss i got red in the face my first blue i painted it true thick broad strokes the walls of the room i was young last time i cried all i saw was black felt the cool of the earth on my back one small seed watered with care and green comes up there i was young the old wagon was yellow mom at the wheel when it was full had a hard time on the hills we launched oranges from the house and rolled them into traffic they'd get kicked about i was young community garden at the robson house i loved the purple artichoke flowers old bricks from the earthquake fresh figs and other treats to take i was young
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Gold 02:33
here comes that old feeling i know slip in easy but it doesn't let go that old feeling like you been here before that old dreaming it's just for show here come that bend. dip down golden here come that turn. up you go golden gold. i might be gold this could be gold. we hold and the silver could be sad and alone could be platinum throne if you decide today you are king
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all of that 03:19
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black wing 03:55
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dinner in the yard a prayer in a walk doors as a fence shutters on the wall washed in the blood of susan chalk in the hall clothes on the floor blood on hands mobile back porch washed in the blood of susan run the light protected from harm storyteller of night says my name real warm washed in the blood of susan running through time visions in a flash grandmother gone i am on the path washed in the blood of susan opera in the shower treasures in the street changes by the hour says my name real sweet
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bus benches 02:35
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cassie curls 04:10
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flags flying 02:46
a color in the palm alexander plays between the sound of river birds in texas sweet medina moving all around two sisters beckon us swimming through the vision all is slowing down. down to one electric eyes electric soul zoe watches from the lawn a color in the palm hey the flags are flying like trees o my being is at ease i am one with you and you are one with me steve is rife with incantation polishing the stone cadence of the always and the never known a color in the palm
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foreverthe 01:42
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what's that you say? frances i am falling into the fray i am turning away frances i am touching your face without touching a thing we're on a string and we're falling and we don't know how to sail we don't know we might fail frances i'm falling frances the island is coming near the trees are growing tall sure step and that ain't all woman of the sea running for the face of the mountain frances are you falling? are you calling me? F R A N C E S we don't know how to sail we don't know we might fail frances i'm falling
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heaven 1 02:31
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hfp 04:08
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i lay down 04:00
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k of c 04:05
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leading home 05:46
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length Ofs 03:41
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letit 02:58
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rolled 02:54
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tboia 02:58
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temp exist 01:38
sometimes i wonder if i'm any good as has beens and wases waltz a ways i'm speaking through riddles to convince myself that all is meant to be this way temporary existence uneven plain push from form to atomic chains so smile for me tell me your middle name touch me without turning your eyes from the flame sometimes i wonder if you're good for me stuck on you until the stinger getss free i saw love. left it there for the taking offered up the best i'd ever known i know one day may never come until then, blindly, faith leads us home
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got a fire for desire you're feeding me thankful for all leak in the kitchen ceiling coming down i'm into the sound of the sea old bottles on the table does whiskey go bad? thankful for all cupboard wet slap of the drip cobwebs up the wall babe is a babe showing her age doing what she will with her heart i've been out of the game acting strange no plan to depart been fixing things one at a time invest some hours a week thinking about erasing myself just the digital me if i forget to tell you if i forget to show how much you mean to me then i am not the friend i thought myself to be
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fire time 03:29
love is a strange bird i am a strange tree won't you light my limbs with fire? slow start awkward wing dewdrops on collard greens won't you gaze into the blaze? locust weaves into the fence shooting out. thicket dense won't you cut down it's years to none? we are growing old and it is no slight of hand will the passing days be a worn out bench? will we recognize the sign that is our future time? won't you go easy for me when you come?
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minton's 03:47
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a good book don't make me a good look might break me human being human doing god damn i am i am i am a human being doing unbelieving deeply keeping with trenches yellow finches god damn broke the vessel broken muscle said it bitter acted sadder all this chatter anti matter god damn i am i am a human being i am i am a human doing a god damn assholes want to tempt me bring on the holier than i get shut lean into the rudder for the golden lamb i'd rather run my tongue on what matters than have it be a weapon i am i am a human being i am i am a human doing a god damn
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for a song 03:58
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center 01:48
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right wrong 02:43
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too removed 01:44
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the wall 04:01
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it was june we were sitting on a bench i was thinking i'd ask you to marry me it was dark but you could make out sky and trees what were you thinking in the silence as the summer relented to the night as the fire flies climbed and spread each with a light sky and trees they created the stage but i lost the nerve quiet as the lights came and went so it was that i was bound to you no laws of man no oaths to recant just a hand within a hand and drink at our feet not a witness nor a ring sky and trees babe of mine sky and trees sometimes alone we go with ravens in our eyes you walk with felines i am being made being shaped into printers blue woodblock cut paper rough sky and trees into the hollow i drive most days lillies burst wildflower leading in tools leaning against the shed and the bench it looks ordinary now my question never said out loud you're still with me sky and trees
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sargent 03:20
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hickory 02:26
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sometimes i do used to be you could say my name and the heat would inflate my heart until it burst through my eyes and i’d beam until we'd part and sure enough you’d call the next day fables on your tongue expose your back and then you’d slowly cover up most days without fail i’d leave my body and go to you we’d play the starring roles we saved our best for the screen i hardly spoke a word before you pulled me in talking jesus on the phone adorn me in threads we awoke into our bodies and a the light of a distant place was on the grove of falling hands i knew you’d be gone before i gave into you didn’t think i’d hold on… sometimes i do you’d post pictures of yourself all over the place making sexy for the lens but i know your face if you only knew the beauty that i seen it breaks through but then you get all mean you'd say go love another with your sad restraint i power down the pulse but you’re in my veins i knew you’d be gone before i gave into you didn’t think i’d hold on… sometimes i do
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glories 01:37
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gotta run 01:37
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33 (take 2) 03:57
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idea 01:27
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bd (take 3) 01:54
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mossy swing 06:57
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lord call 02:08
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knoxville 01:35
knoxville
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belast 02:15
if you're going to knoxville say hello to the people there from foster hollow up to mechanicsville cornelia my old street my old neighbor southern belle when bill died the iris and poppies bloomed quite well and i ain't going back there unless i am called there there the time has passed be still my southern soul think kindly of me old friends though i am out of touch and i'll do the same for you and i love you very much took me in from hard times listened to me wail placed a meal before me said only time can tell sometimes i miss your faces and the way you make sounds and how you cut back the weeds but you'll never cut them down knoxville my old town mostly people driving through from broadway gay or central you can have yourself a look and i ain't going back there unless i am called there there the time has passed be still my southern soul
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bodies 02:06
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cdowns 02:04
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when is a song going to be enough to get through the rough when is a word going to be heard tell me darling will it ever touch? i can hear the airplanes and cicadas screaming at dusk fan blowing hard. not hard enough fare thee well who i am is who you refuse who you are is something i can use who we were went from us quick it's a heady situation. i think i'm going to be sick i can hear the airplanes and cicadas screaming at dusk fan blowing hard. not hard enough fare thee well thirty miles might do us some good there's a place that never gives up i carry it proudly under chin and you may never look. back but still i can hear the airplanes and cicadas screaming at dusk fan blowing hard. not hard enough fare thee well i can hear you say be good to yourself
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goodbye 01:52
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joy plan 03:41
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kill me 02:27
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king 02:41
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rain bananas 05:42
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red red red 02:55
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temporal 04:01
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daniel schuh 01:56
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dd 03:26
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haleluya 04:06
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hit the road 01:52
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idle trains 03:52
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lean years 02:39
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untitled 02:57
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any 02:17
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bss 02:29
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luster 01:55
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mtbs 02:09
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pch 02:57
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pearling 01:43
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Look up! Might see something Look up! Might be nothing I got stuck on an internet got my eyes glued open, got my neck bent got my back going out got some information i forget it now and mother nature wearing black widowed by a reckless inventor i tried to get her to shake her ass but she looked at me like the winter and i thought i heard myself speak from my sleep i'm pretty sure i left without a peep nostalgia and humor make me feel like a loser in my own life and yes we're rebuilding from the past but do we need to rehash rehash cash it in for a room with no one just the the sun, but you can't see it but you're pretty sure it's shining over the storm good god! good lord! goodness! i'm bored of the line for wine and wafers this has been brought to you by an intrusion when you're down you focus on losing and if i lost the illusion just make my own
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ta 02:13
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unwritten 03:06
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untitled 02:31
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untitled 01:42
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untitled 01:39
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untitled 02:11
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storybook 02:00
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good w.m. 02:28
i am good with myself i am good with myself at the end of the day in the middle of the night looking for a fight. did i do right? counting down. what was that sound? what did i do? thinking bout you but i am good with myself i am good with myself you did what you did. motive hid said what you you say. walked away i am good with myself i am good with myself still i start over. it don’t stop when i wander say thanks alot but i am good with myself i am good with myself
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already gone 01:39
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amor fati 03:33
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arfo 01:11
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bend 03:24
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betraya 02:03
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black tide 03:47
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brother john 04:29
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can i? 02:52
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the distance 02:15
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2by2 03:07
I’ll wait. dear young one beneath dark branches in doom… there in our bleak language in light in the garden where the flowers boil metals send signals to other worlds. 2 by 2 olives for noah arc in the ocean flooded out of eden takes a fable to know one i drank wonder while i waited for a life boat to come but i was washed to shore. 2 by 2 guided by rain tried to swim the gulf in vain make clean make heat inner circle of her name ask round. i joked no one laughed a dozen truths or so licked the lighted path. 2 by 2 often i dream i turn the woven door couldn’t stop the wind haunted by a glimpse yours a kindred spirit dying a pest but he was good indian beeds in azure dark in blood in dark blood. 2 by 2 in many eyes i seen you leaving ripples in the stream of unseen fortune duty hounding me vanished in the grass the heel sticks to his script and beckons you to take but having isn’t hip. 2 by 2
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ditch digger 03:26
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dtdodd 03:41
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fire sail 02:28
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fly july 02:02
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for good 03:07
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go it alone 02:06
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go to sleep 02:18
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half of 02:50
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is this the great answer? i believe it is and less and sometimes when i sense a shift i get ready for a left is this the great question? i believe it is and less steady my limbs pulling me back together to let me go, to let me go, to let me go, again is this the best that i can do? i believe it is and less i used to jump so high i never thought i’d land i used to have conversations with death now i don’t want to die
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lady of my 02:17
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linda 02:23
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a longway 02:47
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lovelight 02:44
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lovers rbf 02:44
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mebbe 02:20
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meditation 02:59
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mama 70 05:19
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more 02:15
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not good 02:13
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other side 01:55
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part 10 13:24
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recording1 02:29
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shade 02:19
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starting up 02:41
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texas time 02:24
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to swoon 03:09
outside looking in inside looking good can i make this person into a golden light outside looking in do i need another friend to find their way where the future is more bright do i need another bird or to see another moon to find a woman and to swoon do i need another blue above another green do i need another day do i need another dream outside looking in inside looking good we are the many roughs and smooths do i need another bird or to see another moon to find a woman and to swoon memory is a jungle cut down its prime future is a strange beast with its belly full of wine a cautionary tale breaking ground step out of your comfort and lay here now do i need another bird or to see another moon to find a woman and to swoon
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turn it down 02:49
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ugly 02:29
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ung 01:17
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void 04:28
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wakey wakey 02:10
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white lodge 01:20
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who 02:16
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y'free 02:11
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yes we did 03:38
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mind goes 03:19
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unharmonics 01:37
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same spot 01:36
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over prompts 03:26
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stupidville 00:30
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dbniat 05:04

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released December 26, 2019

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Elam Blackman Vallejo, California

Elam Blackman was born in the front yard. Red dirt roads. A cottonwood. His parents were/ may still be hippies. Some days nothing happens. Elam writes songs. Elam talks in the third person for bios. Do you like bios? Elam is shy at times and when he gets to know you he might tell a joke or two. For less bio and more music stop by on the world wide web of the internet. ... more

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