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˦​⚈​MADE˞ ҉ ҆ ˦​⚈​IN​˦​ͱ​҉ ҆HEA˿ ҈ ˦​⚈​˞​VEN​ː​˭ ҃ ҃

by The Big Nest

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The smile lifts the soul But equally dismays Sends shocks down splendid spines And drivels learnèd curses in honeyed ears The smile leaves me I must find it again Seeking the smile of forget again Leave it hanging in the chamber
3.
I’ve seen my own future And blessèd be the reasons Life stands in stark contrast To the ways of heaven Observing the distance To pass by the seasons It’s tragic the way that Decay forms in faces Addicted to loving Distant lonely places From heaven comes plastic That I wrap my heart in I wrap my heart in plastic and throw it in the wind I don’t see a future without addictions I’ve seen my own future And blessèd be the reasons Life stands in stark contrast To the ways of heaven Addicted to loving Distant lonely places From heaven comes plastic That I wrap my heart in
4.
Tiles of blue Tiles of red Visible from the train The sea to the left To the right it fell The city and its streets Long and winding hills Find their way underneath feet The station underground With friends or enemies Emerging from the crowd To come and wet their beaks The tables slanting down The waitresses can’t speak They bring out the arrays Of their delicacies Coming to the shore The polyphonies Along the mountain path That crawls along the sea Here the gods appear And with their appetites They dig up from the soil And begin to take their bites Baby you must know That I am made of stone I have no earthly glow I am just an unknown Baby you must know That I am made of stone I can’t tell you to go You must leave on your own Don’t touch me, don’t touch me My body’s made of stone Day goes out with her mother Hell is just over their heads Night comes along with his father Made in heaven of their beds Of all the first creations They instance forward except Kronos in for his mother She is kept by Rhea’s bed This was gonna be vacation Don’t know what it is instead Guilt trip outside the station Don’t know what to say except What was born before love Was it hunger, was it dirt I look and see its form It’s sewn in all parts of the earth The greatest in the world The ebb and flow of water’s serve To carry it into the coast Away from those who need it most Baby you must know That I am made of stone I have no earthly glow I am just an unknown Baby you must know That I am made of stone I can’t tell you to go You must leave on your own Don’t touch me, don’t touch me My body’s made of stone
5.
On the street Warm morning Waking to the stones Circled in worth Trouble decay Spreading through the age Diffusion distant Circling around towards decay In the market The open air Circled in warmth From the cold The country echoes From separate place And you won’t show me my form (I am becoming a part I have lost something on the street I can stare at crystal palaces in the sky But I can’t shake a deep sense of defeat) On the street In the morning Hidden smile distant Labored light In hanging frames Return from captivity Why shake the pain At the bar Pretend it’s all okay Witnesses to the fight Tourists and locals alike It’s always spectacle Remove my power From below On the street I am becoming lost In the parlor of the mind
6.
If my love is mostly plastic Spastic I keep coming back to you Reminiscing on the aspects Past tense the floor finds me falling through I’ve seen the face of god The other half is you Ascending all along And now I feel renewed But I’ve seen the cities sink And I’ve the seen the visions spliced Until it all just loses sense I know that death’s noise is white
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Long flat broken sheets of timeless black pavement Sunsets now echoed in endless escarpments Lost my last hopes on arrangements in Vegas Which fell like thick rain through the ceiling above us Smile back to me Smile don’t leave Without that I’m nothing Smile back to Smile don’t leave me Without that I’m nothing We can’t sing a song (an enveloping cloud) Without losing hope We can find angels (surrounds us) Without seeing blue We can’t sing a song (we try to leave) Without losing hope (summons) We can’t find angels (us) Without seeing blue Smile back to me Smile don’t leave Without that I’m nothing Smile back to Smile don’t leave me Without that I’m nothing Without crossing the river Without seeing the sky Without seeing something behind A place of supreme control Hidden in the eyes Hidden in the smile Hidden in the landscape Behind you all the time
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Soft lighting enlightens the brain And from two distant corners our men enter the frame No sound on the boulevard as I stumble to the street She left this morning two suitcases no goodbye But the city still stands And has me lost in its midst The worms of vision of the sun Above the river on the stone In their glass houses made of blood Direct us where we shouldn’t go Harsh lighting exciting the frame From similar mindsets our men enter the game A man on the balcony examines the lights Of distant buildings and stars He paces with pain and turns in disgust Of gothic mirrors and empty streets One year before I felt a new kind of pain That ripples through your surroundings No amount of beauty can escape the sustain And I fear I’ll come to know it once again Why fight now Why try to overcome I aim to return control to my actions in the noise The work – a tool of untoward decay Where you see your diminished self The sounds in the empty street Are not there to bring you help But I am terrified when I see his face The moon shows me my own form False lighting igniting the flame And neither one is bound to grow Why bet on it It comes out the same For even an anomaly who stands there and looks like me Why shake the pain from so long ago When my (your) love has left the city why are we this way
10.
They’ve seen me crazy Called it in my bed The wave of fire the burning hand Behind the mountains yellow sand Where the sun split the sky And dried the earth The brownèd land The plateau dirt They’ve seen me crazy Called it out to god Monsters in the ocean The house of mind was shot Destroy your faith Distort your fears Baby I am not the norm Heads within heads Feet within feet Auction my faces Burn in the heat Disturbed faith The wrath of god Sing the truth Have you forgot
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I’ve lost my sense of life I’ve become stranded A lonesome wanderer Above a bed of mud On empty rivers and glass structures On tendrils of love Above careless city streets Woven by bells that shine in pale lights I’ve lost my sense I drift without purpose The smile of god washes from my lips So I slip further from the heaven I’ve made Strung out on the long tendrils of love
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In all the world With shaky palms The rosary beads And liberated psalms A kiss sends me Into the darkness Now I miss you For Rome you’ve departed You were my world With all my plans The way of the monks And ten elegant hands And the ten sides Endless denial I have nine sides you were my arm Death upon return, fade into the noise Fantasy abound, heresy appoints A crystal to a face, Babylon anoints One hundred years away, start to disappoint Avignon awaits, fail to see the point Walking in the streets, brick upon the joints White smoke will emerge, breaking through the noise The many eyes Going on trial On the road To the remains Seeking absolution In into the game For three days And three nights Supplicate On the road With what remains Of tender pride Lost in foolish games This is the journey Will not abdicate The circus walls Circling my eyes I can stare at crystal palaces In the sky I will start to lose control Of my eyes And I miss you Into the darkness Regain control Of my actions In the noise I cannot predict What becomes of these toils Without love Still I know I love all the faces That I’ve been shown I’m still stressed with the idea that there is beauty unattainable

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released September 24, 2021

Recorded February - August 2021 in Wakefield MA and Strafford VT

Jefferson Everest Crawford - Field Recordings (11), Guitar (5, 9, 10), Percussion (5), Synthesizer (7-10), Vocals (3, 6, 9)
Mitch Dion - Drums (4, 12), Percussion (2, 3, 5, 6, 8, 9, 11), Production (2, 3, 5-9, 11), Sampler (2, 5, 7), Synthesizer (2, 3, 6-9, 11)
Quinn Thomashow - Vocals (2-5, 8, 9, 11, 12)
Ethan WL - Bass Guitar (4, 9, 11, 12), Field Recordings (1, 7), Keyboards (8), Guitar (2, 4, 5, 8, 9, 11, 12), Percussion (5, 11), Production (1, 4, 5, 10, 12), Sampler (2, 5-11), Synth Bass (2, 3, 5, 6, 8, 9, 11), Synthesizer (2, 3, 5-9, 11, 12), Vocals (2, 3, 5, 6, 8-12)

Marcel Damiano - Harsh Vocals (9)

Songs written by Jefferson Everest Crawford (2, 3, 5, 7-11), Mitch Dion (2-9, 11), Quinn Thomashow (2-5, 8, 9, 12), Ethan WL (1-12)

Mixed and Mastered by Ethan WL

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