Looking​-​Glass Fire

by Clara Engel

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Each strips his skin
Each bares his own constellation
Which has never seen the night

Each fills his skin with rocks
And plays with it
Lit by his own stars

Who doesn't stop till dawn
Who doesn't bat an eyelid or fall
Earns his own skin

(This game is rarely played)

- Vasko Popa "Wedding" Trans. Charles Simic

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released June 16, 2014

All songs written and performed by Clara Engel

Clara Engel: voice, electric guitar, organ, piano, xylophone, percussion.
Mitchell Girio: bass

Engineered, mixed and mastered by Mitchell Girio at Slaughterhouse 754

Cover image by Ebrahel Lurci
Drawing by Clara Engel

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Clara Engel Toronto, Ontario

Guitarist, songwriter, singer, visual artist.

Based in TO.

Portrait of Clara by Yuki Komura

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Track Name: Violetta is a Mad Bird
Violetta is a mad bird
I pick flowers as they bloom out of her eyes
the weather is harsh
& the weather is mild

Violetta is a mad bird
she can't hold a grudge or forget how to fly
the weather is harsh
& the weather is mild

ferry me across the ocean of looking-glass fire
and along the writhing road to paradise

o this gift of life
a sweet bouquet with fangs
a wish granted at a shackling price

Violetta is a mad bird
I pick flowers as they bloom out of her eyes
the weather is harsh
& the weather is mild
Track Name: Lesser Known God
hey princess
would you burn down your house for me?

hey princess
would you lay down your life for me?

I'm a lesser known god
& you've probably never heard of me
Track Name: Your Bones
open the skylight
let the snow drift inside
take off your clothes
I want to see your bones
I want to see you shiver
before I take you on

stand against the wall
tilt your head just so
I want to see you shiver
I want to see your bones

I have swept this floor
more than a thousand times
and every time it's new
every time I awaken
a new world has bloomed and died

here we are you and I, snowblind
reflect me in your dilated eyes
the blackest sun by candlelight
a great white lily spiked
with a rosy fire

open the skylight
let the snow drift inside
take off your clothes
I want to see your bones
I want to see you shiver
before I take you on
Track Name: Be Good
be good
to your brother
he won't follow you forever
and there's too many strangers
in this world

if I'm no good
well, you're no better
you can shun
tar and feather
but my wound
is my shield now
it won't heal

I'm the fox
in the meadow
I tear the sweet flesh
from a swallow
but the bitterest feathers
linger on

so be good
to your brother
he won't follow you forever
and there's too many strangers
in this world
Track Name: A Pound of Flesh (in Particulate Shards)
I don't know, but I have been told
that the streets of heaven are paved with gold
I prefer silver, and to each their own
in any case, I don't really want to go

let me sing in your ear
turn your blood to stone
turn your heart into a blackbird
so she can fly away home
home is wherever you shed the most dust
a pound of flesh in particulate shards

I don't know, but I have been told
that my vision gets muddy and my heart it grows cold
that my wishes will twist me, and desire corrodes
I watch the straw men burning and heaven swirling with snow
in any case, I don't really want to go

let me sing in your ear
turn your blood to stone
turn your heart into a blackbird
so she can fly away home
home is wherever you shed the most dust
a pound of flesh in particulate shards
Track Name: My Beloved's Pulse
I lift a latch
and I step into a glittering sky
I found a trapdoor in this wretched night
an amethyst eye
in the void

as dawn lights fire
to the bones of ravenous ghosts
a smile on your sleeping face
clips the wings of a howling storm

a wild dove's nest
the drum of a distant surf
my hand rests
on my beloved's pulse

dare the world
to break my fall
dare the world
to test my love

I lift a latch
and I step into a glittering sky
I found a trapdoor in this wretched night
an amethyst eye
in the void