Songs for Dismemberment: Sei

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Songs for Dismemberment, Part 1: Sei

this two part album has been a year in the making, and I hope you all enjoy it.

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released June 28, 2013

ink and paper and keyboard clicks

Sada Abe & Kichizo Ishida

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"Radio Wire Empire. Sort of like Passion Pit meets a band that can write more than one good song." - EatThisCity.com

"What do you get when folk music gets drunk, and inadvertently confuses Shoegazey Ambient Electronica for it's normal fuck buddy, rock music, booty calls SAE at two in the morning, forgets to wear a condom, and gets SAE pregnant?
You get Radio Wire Empire." - Tramps Upstairs
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Track Name: Begin
feel my pulse
where every breath beats down
upon skin eyes never seen
forever between
planes of reality and real fantasy

I wonder if we'll both be crazy by the end of this
or if it will ever end
and if it does
who of us

will be left standing?
and who will awake
to nothing

an empty pillow from which
the space still breathes on
upon the face
and freezes from within
when and where did the nothingness
all begin? would it be so bad
if I started over again

cut the
eye lids
open wide
and dig (in deep) for diamonds

I wonder if we'll both be crazy by the end of this
or if it will ever end
and if it does
who of us

has the tools to put that final period
on the page
and call it quits for good
the foresight to see through
the past lest it
return once more to haunt
our unmarked graves
still restless after so many years from now

feel my pulse
my pulse
is it
is it shaking?
feel my pulse
my pulse
is it
is it fading?

i'm so glad i've met you
why don't you join me for some tea?

cut the
eye lids
open wide
and dig
and dig in
because
Track Name: Beget
I don't mind if you bleed or not
the pain tastes all the same
when cut into a page
with a tooth to the millstone
a blade in a cold home
and a sting in your brain

elucidation is tedious
make no effort now
just lie down with me
and listen to your peers
singing Min'yō
and my whispers in your ear

what could there possibly be to fear?
Track Name: Never Smile Wider
this could go any number of ways
gutter philosophical or higher plane
there is a collective ego the size of Shibuya to stroke
so let's play our part

no rampart nor great wall could halt this siege
upon the senses
a realm of mechanized defense against a side splitting reprieve
and haven't we
been blessed with such a byzantine mindset
with upright legs and opposable thumbs
we can fly faster than any wings in the sky
but i know i'll never smile wider than some ape crawling in shit

this writing before thinking business
doesn't work so well for me
because there's nothing much worth scrawling out
that's plastered in my conscious mind
could you then be my walden pond, my shangri-la, my Shisen-dō


take me to the water in your blossom knotted song
the mouth it moves so tactfully even when it's wrong
and judicial are my hands when they are digging through your skirt
maybe this will sort us out
maybe i'll like it when it hurts

looking for the letters
to piece together
a clearer reality
within our own fantasy

i could believe anything
Track Name: Haste
wake up
there is ink to be bled
and clothes to be shed
there is no need for pain anymore
remove that which does not give life
be rid of all spite

live like no one is watching
because no one will ever hate yourself as much as you can
split open my head

little people in little towns
on a planet filled to the brim with sound
drowned out by
small ideas about the face of god
god has no face and has no norm
it is a gathering storm
propelling our hearts forward
toward the stars
toward the stars
listen hard:

my dear, these are the days
built to waste
plotting out our escapes
in the darkened haste
of a dim grey morning
"..but the bed is so cozy
and your skin is so warm
i think i'll rot here instead"

i am not myself
and you are nothing but me
there is no body even
with two put together
there is but only faith
in one vessel
and we are everything
and no one

in eden
the only season is elysium
in eden
the only season is elysium

above a field of stars

my dear, these are the days
built to waste
plotting out our escapes
in the darkened haste
of a dim grey morning
"..but the bed is so cozy
and your skin is so warm
i think i'll stay"
Track Name: It Could All Be Fine
be still but be here
it's too hard to think when
we're fucking around
and your hands can't keep
to their own
slow it down
let it down
this is why i'm here now
this is why i'm here

i can feed the crazy and keep it cool
and quell the wreckless thoughts
painful and hot
with ink in the eyes
from your quill to mine
our hearts will spill out and out
like wine

picked from a frozen vine
sanctified and sacrosanct
rooted in the small of your back
on the banks of my favorite place
a tree of life
in dead soil
battered skin
in the shape of a thousand
buried bodies
you're worn out 50 years too fast
and with that kind of disposition
suspicion becomes a friendly face
that lies in bed and wears your clothes
and sits on the shoulders of everyone
you've ever known and now
your hands can't be happy
with all they own
slow it down
let it down
this is why i'm here now
this is why i'm here

i can feed the crazy and keep it cool
and quell the wreckless thoughts
painful and hot
with ink in the eyes
from your quill to mine
our hearts will spill out and out
like time

lost fighting
for the sake of fighting
please stop looking for
a reason to push
Track Name: Folksgloves
in a world where one lesson learned
is another lost
the songs sung before could all be for naught
and by the time you hear this word
will you have forgot
just what you have heard?

a word's only worth the gold invested in its voice /
is my tongue silver or bronze?

(if no one sticks around to hear the voice sing has the song been sung?)

the spoon is made of wood
the feast is on
fiber is good for the soul, but a splintered tongue
never turned a buck
for anyone

in a world where one lesson learned
is another lost
the songs sung before could all be for naught
and by the time you hear this word
will you have forgot
just what you have heard?

..and does it matter enough to remember
Track Name: Fast Track Love
in your eyes you're right
you write your lies
but you're wrong about yourself
there is nobody else
we can survive
death
it's just a speedbump
for our fast track love


and maybe i'm doing the right thing
for once in my life
i can't see the night but i don't need eyes to
sing to the stars


i think i might give up speaking
heaven says nothing but always brings about the seasons
Track Name: Asthmatic
I can throw a random mess of words
I can speak until my tongue falls off
maybe I'll have said something that somehow
changes everything, or changes me
I can paint a pretty page with
colors bright but don't mean anything
I can sing sweet nothings in your ear
but I can't bear to look in a mirror anymore
because everything about myself has become
a chore;
an exercise in waking up
and I don't wanna do it
I don't wanna do it

you can speak your pretty words
you can shout your pretty words
you can speak all over me

I can carve a monument
I can put your face on it
I can set your name in stone
and maybe my heart is made of stone
but your heart is gone
and this weird affair has gone too long
but I still love it
can't leave it
I just can't live it
you don't wanna hear it
and I don't wanna say it
I don't wanna do it
it's all bullshit
and there's no easy way through it
you can do better than this
you don't need my ego anymore
and you don't need to be a whore to
get what you want
and I'm not what you want
so call off the haunt
cause after this,
there's nothing left to kill
but your own self will
and destiny
shall become nothing

you can speak your pretty words
you can shout your pretty words
you can speak all over me
and you will
you will you will you will you will you will you will
oh you will
talk me into anything

I can carve a monument
I can put your name on it
I can set your name in stone
and maybe my heart is made of stone
but your heart is gone
Track Name: Pass the Exile
am I really blue
or is life just grey
am I really happy
there wasn't any bad news today
I want a comet
to fall off track
and smash right into
this town
I want to feel the fear
prick my skin
glee filled bloody rush
and there's a girl on her knees
divergent screams
of pleasure and of pain
I'm no optimist or masochist
just want one day to be kissed
by god


and if it takes a train wreck
to be scared to death
then put the penny on the rail
and if it takes a train wreck
to be scared to death
then I'll be that coin that tips the scale


these days come and they go
so maybe I'll wake up, and feel again tomorrow

even if it's hollow, there's still some on the surface
that will show

I want the sky to fill my face
with so much blood in the brain
enlightenment feels so close
insane
that you aren't, you're only mad
with the youth you never had
and if this narcissistic liason will
cure the ache but for one brief reprieve
I don't mind
I don't mind


your kimono sash is loosened, wrapped & primed

white face
just above
a loose hair unfurls
I smile and tell you more
pull it tighter
pull it tighter
pull it tighter
and now I'm home

and if it takes a train wreck
to be scared to death
then put the penny on the rail
and if it takes a train wreck
to be scared to death
then I'll be that coin that tips the scale

the color springs, now seeing everything
I'll pass the exile unto you
carry home, carry on
keep just but a trophy head
phoenix up and don't wince when the blade cuts through
the former you is dead
Track Name: Eternal Birth
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