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by Black Sesame

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1.
Many 04:42
Many are the leaves that fall and many are their colours, and she who would name them all is playing a game she will lose. Many are the roads that wind from this day to another, and who is obsessed to find the way that is best never moves. As the options explode the future implodes, each new iteration smells of annihilation You’ve got to break out of this holding pattern Scream until the windows shatter Close your eyes as the shards descend And wait for the end... It’s all that matters. Many are the hearts that cry, “Enough! More is less!” And many are the souls that die, snuffed by excess And as your options explode Your future implodes One more iteration Spells your annihilation You’ve got to break out of this holding pattern Scream until the windows shatter Close your eyes as the shards descend And wait for the silence that signals the end... Break out Scream Close your eyes And wait for the end... It’s all that matters.
2.
Half sleep 00:41
3.
Here in your arms I can forget, And here in your arms I can dream; Here in your arms I can become the one I’ve met but never been. Here in your arms I can pretend That here in your arms I am real; Here in the scent of your skin, in the caress of your eyes, I am better. Here in your arms, all is pretend, And here in your arms, nothing is real. Here, in the stench of your skin, in the disguise of your eyes, I am nothing; I am nothing; I am nothing.
4.
Angel songs 03:48
Where is peace? Where is rest? Melodies dreams suggest. Close your eyes, Leave this room; In your dreams lilies bloom. I’ll paint as you go – My brush is my bow; Music will bear you home. Angel songs never cease; Peace in dreams, Rest in peace.
5.
Engage me 03:25
Engage me; engage me in a moment. For just the catch of a breath let me read in your eyes if you wish on stars. Unwrap me; unwrap me with your smile. For just the flush of a cheek feel your hip next to mine— linger awhile. Reveal me, Napalm all these hedges that conceal me, Defoliate the maze until I show; Then, when you go, at least I’ll know. Expose me, demolish all these fences that enclose me, topple my defences—if you care; ‘cause when I’m bare I’ll feel the air.
6.
A fish on the sand Flip flapping; Gills grabbing the air, the air. Belligerent air Sip sapping; The sea unaware. And the waves roll in, And the waves retreat; Then roll in once more. If you count their heads You can lose your feet— You’ve lost them before. And the waves roll in, And the waves retreat; Then roll in once more. If you count their heads You can lose your feet— You’ve lost them before. A fish on the sand flip flapping; Gills grabbing the air, the air. Belligerent air sip sapping; the sea doesn’t care.
7.
I know 03:49
I know you’re givin’ me more than I’m givin’ you, Yeah I know you say you’re givin’ everything away, I know you’re giving out, I know you’re running low, I know you’re waiting for your recompense to flow, I know you’re wanting me to say I’m wanting you. Yesterday you were circumspect, thought you had something to protect, Then it was me who wanted more and you were the one who wasn’t sure. Well you think you’ve changed your mind But I think you’re gonna find That it’s all a little late And passion doesn’t wait When it’s dying, you’re dying. I know you think of me more than I think of you, Yeah I know you say you’re thinking of me every day, I know you think, you think this thing is meant to be, Yeah I know you think we’ll be together, you and me, I know you’re thinking that I’m thinking about you. So now you’re in and I want out, You wonder what that shit’s all about: Have you been taken for a ride? You wanna know why I would have lied. But you know no one decides To cultivate emptiness inside, To dim the light behind their eyes, To wake up one day and realise That you’re dying, you’re dying.
8.
Someone new 03:54
So now it’s someone new. I guess it’s time to gather up what’s mine and clear the rest away. I know it’s overdue; the band has gone and still I’ve lingered on wanting them to play another song of another day. But now, why would I stay? He’s gone – the man I lost myself to find. He’s gone – he’s just a shadow in my mind. He’s gone – behind your eyes is someone I don’t recognise and when I’m looking now at you I’m seeing someone new. I had forever in my eyes. It’s funny now – funny how we lead ourselves astray. There’s truth and there are lies, and in between is what we really mean and never say. I chose to love, love chose to leave. and now what do I choose to believe? He’s gone...
9.
Whispers 04:49
Hogmanay nights... so long. Smiling a thin disguise; Shrink behind hollow eyes. Halogen lights; sidelong glances confirm the blind. None will guess, none will find. So deep the night; who keeps the light? Circle of pink sinking slowly through smoky sky Takes my breath, draws my eye. Salome sky-dancing entrancing, enticing, whispers her price. There shines my fear, here shines a tear. Bring on the night, Share out the light; Bring on the night There might be stars.
10.
Scribble 02:59
She woke up in her clothes again. Empty and lost; squandered. Who was that last night – who was that? Some kind of scribble in amongst the oils; Not even coloured in. The ceiling wheels around again. Silent numbers, numbers of days wasted away. What was that last night – what was that? Some scrap of steel wool amongst the clay A scratchy scrap of steel wool Not even beautiful Not even beautiful.
11.
Hold on 01:25
Hold on; be strong. Everyone is not like them, and there’s no one like you. Keep your faith; just wait a little longer. Everything will soon be clear, There’s nothing to fear.
12.
Sigh 03:14

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released August 1, 2007

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Black Sesame Paris, France

Black Sesame is vocalist, violinist and composer, Melissa Cox.

Trained in jazz at Sydney’s Conservatorium of Music and in film composition at L'Ecole Normale de Musique in Paris, Melissa is currently based in Paris, where she writes music and performs as a violinist and vocalist with numerous groups, including Kenna & Cox, The Downtown Merrylegs, Pinball, Elliot Murphy, and Inga Liljeström. ... more

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