The Abandoned Fields

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William Basinski - Pop

The Abandoned Fields

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Duration: 1:53

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Lyrics

Incredible How the daylight The midnight The fidelity Of the sluggish vegetation And all this hesitation Of the lignified earth Expresses anonymity In one collected And protected point The ornaments of neural languages The genuine appearance Of geography And pluvial depression Diminishing the memory of nature To an overgrown empty building Disintegrated by despair And covered with thе weight of time Hung in the shadows Pruning itsеlf Of the migrant mattresses Of an invisible population There are the abandoned fields The bulky The inert The enormous ovum Of everyone recombined In all possible ways Dislodged by the useful infant Marooned on Earth The usual allegiances Constitute the speaking truth The would be dreams The battered past The insignificant details Of an inactive time The constant vigil of voices Deserted volumes of air Caressed into volumes of endless everywhere Where what is know will remain Unknowable Evaporated flesh Submerged by the shade The sunlight across the water The pale horizon The elegant insects Move through The gutted floors Across walls and ceilings

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Credits

Producers
  • William Basinski