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THOUSANDS OF HOURS

by LEARNERS

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AS EMBERS DIE I LAY ON MY SIDE EAR TO EARTH - EAR TO SKY EXIT AIR INHALED ALONE IN DARK WOODS SHOULD FLAMES EXPIRE I WILL RETIRE IN KIND BUT MY MIND IS RESTLESS, ALIVE I'M BREATHING FIRE THE SUN SET ON ME - I STAY UP I'M NOT SCARED, BUT I WORRY THE SUN SET ON US - WE SIT QUIETLY WE'RE NOT SCARED, BUT WE WORRY THOUSANDS OF THINKERS - WHILE THE SUN COWERS THOUSANDS OF THOUGHTS - THOUSANDS OF HOURS AS SUN SET, SIGHT FOUGHT ITS DEMISE SUCCUMBING TO SENSES LESS UTIILZED AT LEAST IN LIGHT IN EMPTINESS SYMPHONIES RISE THE SUN SET ON ME - I STAY UP I'M NOT SCARED, BUT I WORRY THE SUN SET ON US - WE SIT QUIETLY WE'RE NOT SCARED, BUT WE WORRY THOUSANDS OF THINKERS - WHILE THE SUN COWERS THOUSANDS OF THOUGHTS - THOUSANDS OF HOURS I'M ALIVE - BREATHING FIRE IN EMPTINESS SYMPHONIES RISE I'M NOT FINE, BUT BREATHING FIRE IN HOPELESSNESS SYMPHONIES RISE I WILL HIDE, BUT BREATHE FIRE IN DARKNESS SYMPHONIES RISE I'M TIRED, BUT BREATHING FIRE IN AMERICA SYMPHONIES RISE I'M LEARNING - BREATHING FIRE WITH WORK SYMPHONIES RISE I'M MARCHING - BREATHING FIRE WITH EFFORT SYMPHONIES RISE I'M SHOUTING - BREATHING FIRE IN UNISON VOICES RISE I'M WITH YOU - BREATHING FIRE IN SOLIDARITY SYMPHONIES RISE WE'RE STILL HERE - BREATHING FIRE WITH HOPE SYMPHONIES RISE
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I WOKE WISTFUL THINKING I HAD LAID TO REST SUCCUMBING TO SLEEP - BLISSFUL SUN TO USHER WEIGHT BENEATH THE WEST YET THE MOON MADE ME DREAM OF DISTORTED DAYS WITH FALSE CLARITY - AS THROUGH CRYSTAL UNTIL, FROM UNDER THE EAST, THE SUN RETURNED WOE BY THE FISTFUL IF NO SHADOWS IN LIGHTNESS NOTHING IS MISSED THE MOON IS BRIGHT WITH NO ECLIPSE BUT DENIES THAT I EXIST SPEND DAYS MAKING LISTS OF LISTENINGS AND CITINGS OF SIGHTINGS GEARS SO SLOWLY TURNING YEARS MARKING LEDGERS OF LEARNING SLIGHTS OF STRAW - NOT METAL STILL FEEL LIKE SCORES TO SETTLE AS SURE AS WE FIND THEM TO ANOINT HEROES LIVE LONG ENOUGH TO DISAPPOINT IF NO SHADOWS IN LIGHTNESS NOTHING IS MISSED THE MOON IS BRIGHT WITH NO ECLIPSE BUT DENIES THAT I EXIST IF LIGHT IS THE LAW, AND THE SUN IS SETTING THE LAST THING I SAW WAS WHERE I WAS HEADING FEET STILL MAKE A MARK WHEN THEY WALK IN THE DARK IT’S THE END, NOT THAT START, THAT I’M DREADING
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I’M LISTENING TO GINSBERG READ AMERICA AT A NAMELESS DESK IN EVERY GRAY BUILDING AFTER THE APPLAUSE, HALF A CENTURY OLD, DIED DOWN I LISTENED AGAIN. AND AGAIN. AT WORK, AM I AMERICA AT WORK? OR AM I THAT AT HOME WHEN I WRITE OR SING UNTIL ALL HOURS OF THE NIGHT HAVE PASSED? ALL HOURS GO SO FAST ALL HOURS GO SO FAST AFTER SUNSET WHEN TIME IS MINE OTHER HOURS, EQUAL IN MEASURE, LAZE AND LAG IN THE SUN - NOTHING GETS DONE I’M A DAY OLDER WORDS - A DAY OLDER THE DAY IS OLDER THE NIGHT IS YOUNG ANCHORS AWEIGH - ANCHORS AWEIGH JUST NOT IN THE DAY ANCHORS AWEIGH - ANCHORS AWEIGH AMERICA, I’M TRYING TO PULL MY WEIGHT THE DAY IS OLDER THE NIGHT IS YOUNG I’M LISTENING TO GINSBERG READ AMERICA AGAIN ON A NEW DAY IN THE SAME PLACE OLD APPLAUSE ENDS NO NEW CHEERING, AS HOURS GO TO WASTE ANCHORS WEIGH WHAT THEY WEIGH WHEN THEY STAY IN PLACE ANCHORS ARE OWNED BY THOSE THAT ARE MOORED AND CAN BE PULLED ON BOARD ALL HOURS GO SO FAST AFTER SUNSET WHO AM I? AM I EQUAL IN MEASURE? I LAG AND LAZE IN THE SUN - NOTHING GETS DONE LOW LIGHT - GOLDMINE TIME IS MINE DESK CLERK - RESEARCH WORK IS WORTH TIME IS MINE WAIT FOR WEIGHT - WASTE HOURS OF OURS TIME IS MINE PAST IS VAST MOURNING THE MORNING - WE CAN’T SEE THE SEA PAST IS VAST WORK IS WORTH IDOLS ARE IDLE AND MORE AND MORE MOORED WORK IS WORTH
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WE ARE OFTEN OUR OWN, AND ONLY, AUDIENCE WE APPLAUD SO SOFTLY WE ACCEPT OUR GOOD FORTUNE AND FIND FATHOMS DIVING INTO DREADINGS SCARS CEASE TO BE BADGES AND BECOME TROPHIES WHILE BEASTS BOAST NOT OF THEIR BEHEADINGS I’LL BE YOUR AUDIENCE IF YOU’LL BE MINE WE’LL CHEER WILDLY BELOW THE BOUGHS OF TALLER TREES MAKE THE WEEDS RECEDE DOUBT ONLY OUR DOUBTS FIND DESERVED FORTUNE TREAD ABOVE THE ABYSS OF DREAD CELEBRATE SURVIVING WHAT LEFT SCARS BUT NOT SEEKING MORE WE’LL BE BEASTS - KEEPING OUR HEADS I’L BE YOUR AUDIENCE IF YOU’LL BE MINE WE’LL CHEER WILDLY
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HOW DID I END UP HERE? THAT’S A GOOD QUESTION. I THOUGHT I KNEW WHERE I WAS GOING I HAD PLANS I WATCHED IN TERROR AS MY WILL WAS TAKEN BY CLERICAL ERROR I WENT FROM VISITING TO PERMANENTLY COMMITTED ALL THIS FROM A DIGIT OMITTED MY BROTHER IS OUT IN THE WORLD WITH HIS INSANITY HE DIDN’T ESCAPE - THEY SHOWED HIM THE EXIT BUT HE DIDN’T WAIT THE WORST PART IS THAT HE NEVER VISITS IT’S NOT ALL BAD - I TAKE WALKS WHEN IT’S SUNNY I PAINT. I WRITE. I DON’T WORRY ABOUT MONEY THE STAFF SEEMS TO LIKE ME AT LEAST MORE THAN SOME OF THE OTHERS AMONGST ALL THE MADMEN I’M JUST A MADMAN’S BROTHER IT’S NOT ALL BAD - I TAKE WALKS WHEN IT’S SUNNY I PAINT. I WRITE. I DON’T WORRY ABOUT MONEY I’M DOING OKAY I TELL MYSELF, AND OTHERS EXCEPT WHEN I WONDER IF THEY’RE RIGHT WHEN THEY SAY I NEVER HAD A BROTHER
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I OPT FOR ADVENTURE I TALK LIKE A CHAMPION I AM INVENTOR I AM ALL NEON MEASURED IN TONS MY GREAT GEARS GROAN I BLOCK THE SUN I AM SHINING CHROME I AM TITAN OF INDUSTRY OIL, STEEL, AND LAND A MONOPOLY ON DIGNITY YOU TOIL - I STEAL AND SCAM I AM MASTER OF THE UNIVERSE THANK YOU FOR TRUSTING I AM MASTER OF THE UNIVERSE I OWE THE PUBLIC NOTHING IT’S MOURNING IN AMERICA MAKE AMERICA HATE AGAIN I AM PRIMITIVE POWER I AM BRUTISH MIGHT I AM TALLEST TOWER I AM BRIGHTEST LIGHT NO FREE ASSEMBLY I AM ASSEMBLY LINES I AM EXCLUSIVE ENTRY I AM THE SKYLINE I AM MASTER OF THE UNIVERSE THANK YOU FOR TRUSTING I AM MASTER OF THE UNIVERSE I OWE THE PUBLIC NOTHING TALLEST TOWER - A CHAMPION BRUTISH POWER IN EVERY EON BY BLOODLINE - SET IN STONE SKYLINE AND SHINING CHROME
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WE STAGGER 02:59
BARBAROSSA. BLUE. THE PLAINS SWALLOWED YOU NEW CENTURY - YOU REGROUP AN ASSHOLE WON ELECTED TO LEAD A LAND OF BITTEN TONGUES OATH AND VOW LYING THROUGH TEETH NO NOSTALGIA FOR NOW DEMOCRACY, NOT DEAD - BUT IT FUCKED UP I’M SEEING RED WE STAGGER WE’RE STILL HERE THIS IS NOT AT MY DOOR NOT YET BUT I KNOW IT’S AT YOURS MESSAGE AND MECHANISMS ABUSE SO WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO? WE STAGGER WE’RE STILL HERE ACTIONS, NOT OFFICE, EARN RESPECT EVERY SINGLE STEP WE WILL PROTEST WE PROTEST WE STAGGER WE’RE STILL HERE DON’T ASSUME THIS WILL BE OKAY WE’VE ALREADY MADE THAT MISTAKE OUR HEARTS LEARNED TO BREAK DON’T MISTAKE THAT FOR WEAKNESS STAGE SMALL REBELLIONS WIN SOME THEY MEAN SOMETHING THE STATE CAN’T BE DEFEATED BUT WE CAN MAKE SPACE IN IT FACE IT. FIGHT IT. LEAD IT.
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EVERYTHING IS TOO FUCKING BRIGHT EVERYTHING HAS A LIGHT I SQUINT AS I STEP FORWARD IT HURTS TO HEAR YOUR FEARS ARE ABSURD WE GAVE OUR WORDS BUT LITTLE ELSE IT’S ONLY OURSELVES THAT WE’VE HEARD I SQUINT AS I STEP FORWARD AND WHISPER WHEN I YELL WE REGRET NOTHING WE DID WE DID OUR BEST THERE’S NOTHING LEFT TO FORGIVE NAIVE, AT OUR WORST WE PUT OURSELVES FIRST WE ARE FREE - DYING OF THIRST IT WILL BE OKAY YOU JUST HAVE TO PRAY BE DEVOUT IT WILL WORK OUT IT WILL BE OKAY IF THESE WORDS ARE EVER STUDIED LIKE ANCIENT HYMNS AND PRAYERS KNOW THAT WE WERE WORRIED BUT WE WERE NOT SCARED IF THESE WORDS ARE EVER STUDIED BY THOSE CHASING THE PAST HASTENED AND HURRIED WE BUILT NOTHING TO LAST IF THESE WORDS ARE EVER STUDIED UNDER SWORDS WE REBELLED WE YELLED, HOARSE, AT OUR COUNTRIES UNTIL, OF COURSE, WE FELL IF THESE WORDS ARE EVER STUDIED PAST POINTS OF REPAIR KNOW THAT THOSE WE BURIED PASSED WITHOUT PRAYERS IF THESE WORDS ARE EVER STUDIED WHAT WE WERE - LAID BARE KNOW THAT WE WERE WORRIED BUT WE WERE NOT SCARED
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“END THIS ENDLESS CENTURY” SAID TO AN EMPTY ROOM AS TWO CLOCKS TICKED TOWARDS TWELVE “A CENTURY OF POOR STEWARDS, WHILE THE WORLD HURRIED INTO INDUSTRY, HAS MADE OUR MINUTES FEWER. WE STILL DON’T LOOK FORWARD.” “WE’VE ARRIVED AT THE OUTSKIRTS OF A NEW GREAT PLAIN - OIL AND SOIL. LITTLE, LIKE US, CAN REMAIN. WE START TO BOIL.” CASES UNDER THE EAVES BEND WITH THE HEFT OF COLLECTIONS ODD VOLUMES WITH FINGERPRINTS OF THEIR AUTHORS FOSSILS, FOUND DIGGING FOR GOLD, BRUSHED CLEAN BY THOSE LOOKING TO LEARN “OUR ARTS WILL EXPIRE. EVEN OUR MOST QUOTABLE LINES FAIL TO DIVINE ANYTHING POTABLE. WE WILL NOT RECOGNIZE WHAT DOES SURVIVE - NOR IT US. UNABLE TO READ OUR BOOKS THAT AREN’T YET DUST. SCIENCE WILL CEASE - TEMPERATURE UNTAKEN. GOD WILL LOOM OVER ALL, WONDERING WHY THEY WERE FORSAKEN.” “OUR STRIDES TRIED TO DEFY THE LENGTH OF OUR LEGS. EVER SEEKING SOLVENCY - GOOD PEOPLE LOSE THEIR WAY. WE ALL AIM ONLY AHEAD. I WAS ONE WHO BENEFITTED. I CAN SEE, FROM THIS STORY, ALL THAT REMAINS. TRASH TROPHIES - UNRAISABLE CHILDREN. VITRUVIAN MAN HAS A FINITE REACH. END THIS ENDLESS CENTURY.” THE TWO CLOCKS STRIKE TWELVE NOTHING HAPPENS SOON, THE SUN WILL RISE NOTHING HAPPENS
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THANKS TO JR/ML
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released April 23, 2021

Recording, mixing, mastering - Preserving Machine
Narration - Emily Johnston
Drums, Guitars, Bass, Vocals, Synths, Metallophone - Learners
Artwork - Learners

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