Footprints, by Organic Flow

Footprints

by Organic Flow

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1.	Footprints (Intro) 00:59		buy track
2.	New Landscaped People? 03:24	lyrics	buy track
Perhaps new found life is post-perpetual bloom or within and the factory strikes noon-- Within the flower pattern of its growth and decline become more apparent-- and as it turns out flower couldn't share its inside but could only be viewed from the outside-- From its pattern folds that extended during the day and closed at night like-- The gates of a castle that close on all sides abiding by an internal rhythm-- Much like your internal clock that recreates itself based on your lifestyle-- How do we find new landscaped people? Blinding them with immortality. Here now fixated on some part of life often cast in the alleyway of our hearts and those on patrol are ticketing but how do we get to our garages? Or suspicious activity-- dilapidated school house top of the building detached this morning-- No umbrella, hat or roof and outside it's pouring this morning-- Water trickles down the chalkboard and off the students desk taking all this morning-- Teachers wash away like the words on the wall this morning-- On the train rattling by rooftops. The inauthentic wrote their names on rooftops this morning-- others on their rooftops-- first floor is flooded house decaying at it's roots. How do we find new landscaped people? Blinding them with immortality. So we commute stationary as the light moves in lines-- and the paths not traveled are infinite-- so, projecting into possibilities could-- drive one made. Cause in effect. Cause is in effect.
3.	Whirring Wheels within Wheels 04:40	info
4.	Over the Mountain (Napoleon Complex 04:05	lyrics	buy track
Pressing fingertips against her soul mirrored-- the underbelly of the lake fed her diffusing image. The bridger and the bridge umbilicaled and imprinted: "And I've looked over the mountain," she said. When United States of Herd-Head lipped your neck a delicate secret: bones of flowered poems where sun falls out. How to hold your hand in the Western night? Dreams of billowing "do tears sit in lakes-- patiently?" Enter dreams to meet you-- one door where you need breath-- I dive to you to save an idea like a child in a coloring book. All the painter can do is reframe the painting that she is like a sunflower perpetually reframing itself in the sunlight; sunflower always reframing the dots in the coloring book-- which the page has always shown and it cannot see. Enter the rambunctious city rising orderlessly: the hoards blooming from openings like wounds. The shattered light of the clock artificing every block: beneath the madness pollution rising between the light intervals-- perpetual motion lack order and beauty and the car pulls up the the only building-- not scraping the sky: reconfiguring itself page by page. Change is furniture reassembled and new faces at the forefront-- architect behind it wants one more lump-- two architects behind her stilted: new shades of hope evolve within and though she's still a wilted sunflower-- dieing as part of the circle unseen between the acts-- as the curtain close hands from laps: audience claps. All the painter can do is reframe the painting that she is like a sunflower perpetually reframing itself in the sunlight; sunflower always reframing the dots in the coloring book-- which the page has always shown and it cannot see.
5.	Angel Headed Hipsters (Own Ghost) 04:00	lyrics	buy track
Being prisoner-- own ghost. "Angel headed hipsters" downtown Chicago. Knee-up, arm-switched on blueline-- radiant cool eyes ostensibly deep and knowing but always with the agenda of their fathers-- and underpinnings of an oedipus complex: skulls inner scenary semantic-less. "Angel headed hipsters" isolated by choice. Being Prisoner-- own ghost. "Angel headed hipsters" isolated by choice. The machinery of night-- colored people drove them to the back of their mental terrain-- and out the white picket fence from the front porch-- of our sanity: these lips something you can catch; nature or nuture America's tightrope-- strung within my heart playing a ballad pulled grotesquely-- as the man rocking in a white gymnasium: reaching in his pocket for a gasper long gone. On the Eisenhower walking along the side-- down my head and bent to it again. Tip-toeing along the line carrying my sign that says: "I'm not homeless you are. " Wealth can't buy you out of your mind-- or terminate xenophobic creatures in your terrain: "I'm not homeless you are." When your last piece of mental furniture goes-- in whose arms will you through yourself America? Being prisoner-- own ghost.
6.	Ecstatic Positionality (Sunflower Reframing) 07:00	info
7.	Hooves on the Enflamed Books 02:14	lyrics	buy track
His spear has a scale attached at the bottom-- shield is a white bird with opened wing-- Black horses carrying the chariot put hooves on the enflamed books-- dead hands reach up under the wheels turning-- round and round the ground is red.
8.	Dot on the Horizon 06:38		buy track
9.	Tulip Man (Hidden track??) 02:13

credits

released April 14, 2012

Recorded: January 2011-October 2011

All Songs written by Michael Cantafio, Zane Ranney and David Gilman. "A Dot on the Horizon" written by Nick Mangialardi. MCing by Liam Bird.

Audio Engineering by: James Krivchenia
Recording by: Sam Bicak and Corey Peoples
Cover art by: Anjalee Verma

All songs performed by Zane Ranney, Liam Bird, Mike Cantafio and David Gilman.

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Organic Flow Chicago, Illinois

Known for their innovative style, Organic Flow create cultural dialogue through their music. They are known in the Chicagoland area for their process of respectfully combining elements of jazz and hip hop music. The band is a quartet composed of Zane Ranney (drums), Michael Cantafio (guitar), Liam Bird (MC) and Dave Gilman (bass), but also calls on many feature members and guest artists. ... more