partly inspired by a dream i wrote down a couple years ago, and a story i recently heard about how Indian rugweavers incorporate errors into the pattern by repeating them...kinda like jazz ;) turningwheel i can't sleep you're here again wandering these halls kisses in doorways army of heartbeats drumming break open secret messages sent in morse code across the clouds army of birds ready to burst from my chest sing all night long listening to you bedroom eyes magnet fingers til i'm falling into your arms turning wheel carry the flow don't wipe the slate clean weave error into beauty we're not wanderers though our footsteps roam like kites tugging at their strings pulling us home turning wheel carry the flow don't wipe the slate clean weave error into beauty is it real is it possible make it real make it so  

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Link to the mp3 file:
turningwheel 2
Link to this view of the song:
http://songs.netscrap.com/songs/?scrap_id=2021&scrap_category=36