1. |
Silvery
03:52
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We’re your daughter,
we’re your ornery teeth,
we’re your author,
we’re your quarterly leave.
They’re your daughters,
they're your artery thieves,
prima donna,
run your pain to your teeth.
I will save your blood for years,
and I will brave your flood to breathe.
Here often,
heard you bought a reprieve
up in Auckland,
we were trading retreats.
In your outdoors,
lay your throne and your wreath
in your hung jaw,
were you caught on your feet?
I will let the blood from the corners of your eyes,
I’ll vignette the flood from the borders of the tide.
You and I.
They're your daughters,
they're your artery thieves,
they’re your daughters,
a decade to conceive.
Let your blood,
silvery.
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2. |
Euphor
04:03
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Seek,
vowing on,
vanish antler,
valley born.
Weak,
phosphor jump,
under other,
lining numb.
Leak seal, euphor lost.
Bleak, heal, you forewarn.
Bliss,
buoying blood,
trigger ether,
sink above.
Rose,
burning cuff,
cipher rapture,
seared on.
Hold your charm.
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3. |
Calvary
05:11
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A summer
sprawled on a fake house,
leaked light through a bleach blouse,
a summer, you called it so.
Undressed at your peak now,
come, call it all faked now,
a summer, you soaked it up.
Haunting yourself,
and I painted all your cavalry.
Made to rebel,
did you ache from all your bravery?
I can't feel
the dawning of it all,
was it all gone all along?
I can feel
the mauling of it all,
was it all gone all along?
I would never let it go.
Be that girl if you want to,
be that girl if you wanted to,
be it all if you want to,
be that girl if it wanted you.
Where’d it go?
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4. |
Amateur Blood
03:31
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Depth above,
suddenly, stubbornly fold.
Amateur,
smother me, let it hold.
Oh, our rivalry, young,
oh, a tide on your tongue,
hide in it all.
A blurry bruise,
I was brotherly, motherly through,
a callous youth,
what a way to lose
all of you.
I can't get rid of your blood,
but I can't let go of your love.
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5. |
Pteryla
04:27
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Howl, caught in the open
Down, it's bleak and it's sobering
Flower, bloom in the broken
Cower, doped to recovering
Grow crown and suffer
You stole, you stole
in featherweight
Sold, bought all your smokescreen
Fold, you were all coupling
Told, a daughter to love me
Hold, still you're in all things
And I see your body
And I'll tease you slowly
Bring an ocean down
I need it, you bordered out
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6. |
Vantablack
04:14
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Quiet soul, holy,
dye it all, rosary,
and I break,
awake me, I break
away, allay me, I break,
awake, awake me, I break
away, allay me, I break.
Higher soul, hire soul, bravery,
tighter hold, tie it all over me.
With a simple word, honour me, open up.
With a sinful word, widow me, sober up.
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7. |
Anatome
05:19
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Are you part of me? Let it grow.
Did your body leak? Let it grow.
Can we all agree? Let it go.
Can we call it even? Let it go.
Were you caught out when I fought our name? Let it go.
Anatome.
Blood in your mouth,
a full pool of health, you let it grow.
Don't be 'yourself',
be 'someone else', and let it grow.
Oh brother, will you cut it out?
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8. |
Ontario
03:12
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Hold all in your holdall,
bring your foal.
Cold shawl, near swallow
skin and soul.
All preying on your old scrawl
of your front crawl, on your bone.
Oh, painted on your own wall
in an oval, ring your goal.
All your love overgrown,
all your body undersold,
all above, all your waiting coming home.
Hollow all your arrows,
all aglow.
Follow, you’re Apollo,
us below,
all praying in your shallows,
I’ll hallow,
overflow.
Oh, scaling all your shadows
to your marrow,
to atone.
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9. |
Dancer
04:11
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Ovaled arrow
Ovaled dancer eyes
Towered, fever
Towered inner thighs
Dear, lacquer
Dear, conjure rooms
Glisten, sober
Glisten, foster womb
Honestly, fake
Honestly, wake
But honestly, no one is calling your name
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10. |
Terraform
04:11
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Catapulted,
finally made to go.
Parabolic,
fighting a stranglehold.
Tear me from it,
fears were manifold,
terraform it,
I was an embryo.
It might be a little while, but
maybe we’ll realign soon.
Made to reassign, but
find me a little time too!
Half euphoric,
fixing the ratios,
teleport me,
I’ve been pushing the envelope.
All ironic,
given the way she slowed.
You’re iconic,
given the way you froze.
Call me out,
stay platonic,
I’ll find a chaperone...
...wait around,
forget mnemonics,
I’ll regret it years ago.
Spare me all the ceremony,
dialling in all your pheromones,
to cite a life in histrionics!
The way you left was apropos.
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11. |
Freehand
03:09
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I couldn’t wait for no man,
divided your face in freehand, because
there’s context in our love.
Riding away on horseback,
carving a name, the romance had gone.
Rolled on your instep,
firing in ways that I won’t.
Hiding your waist and
probably placed that I don’t.
Oh, there’s contact
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Novo Amor Cardiff, UK
Novo Amor is Ali Lacey. He lives in Cardiff. His debut album was ‘Birthplace' (2018), his second ‘Cannot Be, Whatsoever’ (2020) and his latest, 'Collapse List' (2024)
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