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ROB JACOBS

by ROB JACOBS

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I am turning my heart from this golden flower I am letting its dew fall to thirsty earth Its blooming Or withering Remaining its own I am letting my heart sink like a leaden anchor For my mind to hold to, unable to wander My father's army My mother's fortress Remaining unbreached
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Unknown Hand 02:35
I am walking side by side I am walking by someone's side With you by my side Walking in darkness With you by my side Walking through darkness I am holding an unknown hand I am holding an unknown hand That's cold to the touch Sweaty and trembling It's cold to the touch Sweaty and trembling But I must go into that special place I'm going inside that secret space What will I find? I'm looking for treasure I hope that I will find Some kind of priceless treasure
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In my house, you insist That I walk outside As I follow your steps Darting, my eyes dance And widen in awe I am sitting inside your open mouth Silent, with hanging jaw And I am peering through your left eye Beholding an unknown world In that world there's a snake That quietly demands my attention In its soft spoken word Evil is present and undetected But I am sitting inside your open mouth Silent, with dangling jaw And I am sitting inside your left eye Holding an empty cup
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Find joyous nest Remain within its pocket Warm wetness Smiling slimy pouch No hunger no aching limbs No bloody snake veins slithering along directionless pathways But when inside, It is like a sunless stomach chamber Or deep hidden hallway of the neck Damp, and laden with hanging vines Though fruitless No fish are swimming No barnacles growing Only stalactites stamped with inky dots and Air thick like a bulging headcold
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Salt of the earth Sifted and savored Salt of the earth Separate and strong Stinging the tongue and Clearing the senses
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The Sly Man 04:10
I am green in the face You are the smug and unmoved object of my envy You are the smug and unmoved object of my envy Low and unworthy, I lick the soles of your feet With my profane tongue You are the smug and unmoved object of my envy You are the silent, creeping movement underneath
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For Gladys 03:36
Accelerating We don't remember We rush through darkness We float in formlessness We grope with both hands But cannot understand We must slow down now The wall is very high We'll tunnel under Where there is new life We rush through darkness We float in formlessness We grope with both hands But cannot understand
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Weaving weaving weaving weaving In and out Your ribbons are colored red and glistening! Your sleeves are glistening also Weaving weaving weaving weaving
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In loving memory of Stephen Kecskemethy

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released August 9, 2013

written recorded performed & mixed by rob jacobs
clarinets on track 8 by john mccowen
clarinet solo on track 3 by john mccowen
hi hat on track 9 by sam klickner
cover photo by dustin houston

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