Cell Of Self - Demo

by Steven Martinelli

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All songs written by Steven Martinelli
All songs recorded, and performed by Steven Martinelli
*Antonio Machado- Lyrics on If I Were A Poet Of Love
*Raegan Butcher - Lyrics (end of the world graffiti) Who Ate Roger Williams
With Blake Gaybert on Honey Glaze (Vocals at end)
With Nicole Wolgomott, Tod smith, Jacob Moyer on Who Ate Roger Williams-Live-

*NOTE: i am by no means a professional at recording and I am limited to my studio apartment and my Zoom R24. Therefore, any hums, buzzes, or momentary "clicks" are due to my recording mistakes and exist on the original recordings.

credits

released July 12, 2016

Special Thanks to Roy Peters; too many friends to remember: joe wuollet, jacob moyer, tod smith, chris hoke, chad macvoy, and Family Happy Birthday Michael Lawrence Martin July 12, 1969 - February 2004
You Always Made Us Laugh

Muddy Moss Trail video on youtube: www.youtube.com/watch?v=q4xBXHWKEZ8

If I Were A Poet Of Live (live w/delay) video on youtube: www.youtube.com/watch?v=g_f-Te-vY-8

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Track Name: Muddy Moss Trail
She exhale
He inhale
oh so frail
the muddy moss trail
can you hear the rain
in nostrils on trail
of the guy near
the drain
his head in the rain
he dances backwards
you see
the wings on the thing
the look of disdain the sting
he dances
he sees Mi-ling
we see lighting
small box on a brooklyn street
tee shirt on undies on
two socks on
one boot on
dancing backwards
she dances
he sees lighting
he feels lucky
He exhale
She inhale
oh so frail
the dirty nostrail
can you see
shes sleeping on these
whispers through leaves
she lives in huts
where no one fails
no paints no rainbow
shadows at half sail
can you feel
the sound of the voices
'cause I'm hanging on
the words the ones
that whisper
YOUR MINE
whisper
YOUR MINE
Track Name: If I Were A Poet Of Love
Antonio Machado

If I were a poet of love
I would make a for you
a poem for your eyes
as clear as the transparent water
in the marble pool
and in my water poem
this is what I would
say to you

I know your eyes
they do not answer mine
they look and do not question
when they look
your eyes have the
clear and good light
of the blossoming world
that I saw one day from
the arms
of my mother
Track Name: You are what you love? (Adaptation: the movie)
be careful who you love when u
love with all your heart
your love it never
ends
even when it never starts
be careful who you love
when you love
with all your heart
your love
it is eternal
without end or middle or parts
be careful who you love (when in love with 2 hearts)
your love it is eternal
without end or middle or parts
you are what you love
you are not what loves you
even if an illusion
exercise your right to choose
choose and lose
don't choose and lose
coose and lose
don't choose and lose
exercise your right to lose


be careful who you love
when you love with all your heart
your love it is eternal
without end or middle or parts
don't be careful who you love
you are what you love
you are not what loves you
careful what you love
don't be careful what you love
choose and lose
don't choose and lose
Track Name: Cell Of Self (demo/10/12/2015)
Every day climb
of stairs
to sit with the light
comes through my
window
vibrates in my
cells
the cell of my self
rattles me free
momentarily
I'm growing
with
the plants and the trees
and
being here alone
quite alright
with me
as I see
I'm rooted

rooted in the common source
the common source of
All

Only need to close my eyes
and call your name
with
my
silent voice

in the cell of my cells (self)
lies the seal of my souls
where the mountains
meet the sky
it's my head
before my
eye
Track Name: Difference Engine (*Redux) Radio Edit
Ash filled jar
Chain of smoke ember
Loss of self
Cherry burnt desire
Out my hands she went
Never coming back to heal
The split
So,
Wrap me up in a blanket
Drop me in the ground
Let the worms have there way
I’ll be coming round
Like a stone to the force of gravity
fall
Will renew all
It’s a difference engine
It’s a very big difference engine
Makes a big difference in june
And maybe Benjamin Franklin
Was more than freepressin’

So wrap me up in a blanket
Drop me in the ground
Let the worms have there way
I’ll be coming round
To see her orange hair
Blooming there
Pieces of her
Falling
Everywhere
Rake her into a pile and then
Feed her into herself again
We will be married
Come the falling wind
Through difference engine

Cold corpses are fuel
Her death is my
Renewal
Her cells are transfusions
From body to soil
And if I put my ear to the ground
I’d swear I hear you coming round

Coming round your coming round
Speaking to me through the ground
Track Name: Honey Glaze - demo
Bare-footed running
the taste has gone far
over brimstone counters
into clouded honey jar
my taste is sweet from my
head to my feet
hum hum buzz buzz
that's what my sweet body does
I taste of all things beautiful
I feel my mouth with these
sweet treasures of gold
and the cloak of flesh I
wear today is
covered with a thick sparkling
honey glaze

Dreaming I am the
forest floors
the forest trees and
so much more
the tiniest things the
brambles and the weeds
and the sap sucking of the
yellow black bees
I taste of all things beautiful
I feel my mouth with these
sweet treasures of gold
and the cloak of flesh I
wear today is
covered with a thick sparkling
honey glaze

And the bees can dance their
ritual dance
allowing her to form
to deepen my trance
my trance
my yellow and black striped
trance
Hum hum Buzz Buzz
that's what my sweet body
does
Track Name: Cell Of Self (demo/08/07/2016)
Every day climb
of stairs
to sit with the light
comes through my
window
vibrates in my
cells
the cell of my self
rattles me free
momentarily
I'm growing
with
the plants and the trees
and
being here alone
quite alright
with me
as I see
I'm rooted

rooted in the common source
the common source of
All

Only need to close my eyes
and call your name
with
my
silent voice

in the cell of my cells (self)
lies the seal of my souls
where the mountains
meet the sky
it's my head
before my
eye