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Full Harbor

by Jasmine Dreame Wagner

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Full Harbor 03:42
Meadowlands to the Kills lay open like pockets to fill as the coin of the sun changes hands from the East to the West & back again on the great estates & their hired fakes & settlements of insurance claims in the netted names of banks & loans We have one thing we own & we know it only when it’s gone Rising in the Hollywood Hills, dreaming of Westerns & pills & the sweet, sweet rest of silk at the bottom of those bottomless wells I thought I’d see your name in lights, maybe 7 feet tall & 10 feet wide over the pressure brakes in the diamond lanes of the interstate where the litter scatters like fame Rising in the Hollywood Hills, dreaming of Westerns & pills & the sweet, sweet rest of silt at the bottom of those bottomless wells Where sure as a legendary bird burns all night to turn our excess into earth, coal like a brother burns an oil barrel’s worth & all we’ve got is words Come hail, come fog, come rail, come cog Come railing on, rising in the Hollywood Hills dreaming of Westerns & pills & the sweet, sweet rest of silt at the bottom of those bottomless wells Full harbor, come now & show me my old way around this dirty old town

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Meadowlands to the Kills
lay open like pockets to fill
as the coin of the sun changes hands
from the East to the West & back again
on the great estates & their hired fakes & settlements
of insurance claims in the netted names of banks & loans
We have one thing we own & we know it only when it’s gone
Rising in the Hollywood Hills, dreaming of Westerns
& pills & the sweet, sweet rest of silk
at the bottom of those bottomless wells
I thought I’d see your name in lights, maybe 7 feet tall
& 10 feet wide over the pressure brakes
in the diamond lanes of the interstate
where the litter scatters like fame
Rising in the Hollywood Hills, dreaming of Westerns
& pills & the sweet, sweet rest of silt
at the bottom of those bottomless wells
Where sure as a legendary bird burns all night to turn
our excess into earth, coal like a brother burns
an oil barrel’s worth & all we’ve got is words
Come hail, come fog, come rail, come cog
Come railing on, rising in the Hollywood Hills
dreaming of Westerns & pills & the sweet, sweet rest
of silt at the bottom of those bottomless wells
Full harbor, come now & show me
my old way around this dirty old town

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released March 8, 2016

Music & lyrics by Jasmine Dreame Wagner
Recorded & mixed by Sejo Navajas at 4th Street Recording
Mastered by Heba Kadry at Timeless Mastering
Cover photo by Thomas Celan
Copyright © 2016 Jasmine Dreame Wagner

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Jasmine Dreame Wagner New York

Jasmine Dreame Wagner is an American multimedia artist working in film and video, music composition, poetry and lyric essay.

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