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Downward Is Heavenward / Singles Lyrics

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Regarding HUM Lyrics

Matt, quite wisely, has persistently demurred away from lyrical scrutiny over the years, passionately encouraging - as with all good art - personal interpretation over any specific and intentional meaning, on his or HUM's behalf. Of course there is meaning. Gobs. Oceans. Macrocosms. However, pulling it down out of the more nonlinear, energetic aether, and into dualistic, deterministic, and materialistic reality changes things, appreciably. There's something about the transcendent magic suffusing a greater poetic & musical vehicle that is then lost, crumbling in the cloying grasp towards, and diminished, leaden results from an act of petrifying transcription.

Nevertheless, I get it - sometimes you just want to cut the foreplay, one hemisphere wanting to know just what the heck is being expressed and conveyed, so you can just get on with the rockin'. Well, here we are. That said, please don't get hung up on particulars of the interpretations here, or out there in the digital realms, which are often Frankensteined together with rather hackneyed scissoring & gluing, in some gawd-awful game of Internet telephone.

I've always hoped this would serve more as a touchstone or launching point in honorary spirit, if not as a humble guide, to see if anything jives with what gets lit up inside your folds when the roiled waves come crashing in.


Isle Of The Cheetah

chance brought me down on your side
she's just along for the ride
wings low and we hide
and all this means nothing to the sun
are we leaving this one?

mine comes true here
grooved [bruised], expanding clear
mind full of you here
and the halocline lustrates in the sun
are we leaving this one?

and swift out, she goes to the last frame
short lives and long days, and if I stay
then we'll lay way to you

your ocean spreads out on sunbeams, radiant, and knowing
and your hand looks so nice in mine
and its been a thousand years seen since inception
and you're radiant, glowing
and they say that you're doing fine

your ocean spreads out on sunbeams, radiant, knowing
your hand looks so nice in mine
and the new construct will have both of us
stapled to the island for awhile
and they say that you're doing fine


Comin' Home

we're two points collapsing
supercharged from the storm
sun drenched in our faces, too [two] deformed
bliss with intent to see us
peeling locust skins from the locust tree
hang on to these places, she says to me
clearly in this afternoon
clearly we will have to turn and come home soon

she fell into me a point collapsing
with her lovely face in the snow
the mission could be corrupted
and we wouldn't know
(and we wouldn't know)

my baby reaches for the sound
I've got my feet against the ground
my baby reaches for the sound
I'll take you anywhere you know

loving me more as you see us
peeling locust skins from the locust trees
hang on to the faces she screams to me
too clearly in this afternoon
clearly we will have to turn and come home soon
clearly in this afternoon
and clearly we will have to turn and come home soon


If You Are To Bloom

I'm thinking of your wide open eyes
smiling as they feed the nerves
that push the field of silver and the colorful lines
that only you can see, like only you could do
I'm picturing a forcep [forceps] in ice
that you would see if you could reach
and reconnect the ends into the delicate threads
but I just sit and wait for a blip to break the perfect little thin, green heart ±

I dreamt of jet this high
seeding clouds through the other side
and glowing softly until the underbelly shines
and the back skims through the steam
feeding upturned mouths and sprinkling awake
like a dusty sleep you took too soon
and you, you need watering if you are to bloom

I'm thinking of your failing green eyes
smiling as they greet the day
but they can't see me

and now I'm picturing us opening wide
and drinking down our days in haze and bliss
together till it tumbles aside
but I just sit and wait for a rhythm in a perfect little theme...
(...green heart) ±
(it's true)
(so soon)

(and the coil speaks)
I'd like to see us together
I'd like to lay my head low
I need to lean on a soft one
and bring the spin of the world to appear slow

(and the coil sleeps)
you keep gathering angels
and fading further each day
I love you now as I never
remember my face as it quietly you make your way

I dreamt of jet this high
seeding clouds from the other side
and glowing softly until the underbelly shines
and the back skims through the steam
feeding upturned mouths and sprinkling awake
like a dusty sleep you took too soon
and you, you need watering if you are to bloom


Ms. Lazarus

I come to you all dressed in sound
with bluebirds dripping [tripping] wires to the ground
connected to a time machine that will not power down
set the crosshairs back on one
you said we'd only die here in a sun
the way your headstone shines
I only wish that it was mine

so set the crosshairs back on one
I nail the loop that brings the second run
past the wished on charms
and through the lens back to your living arms

this time machine won't power down
and this time machine won't power down

and still the crosshairs rest on one
and still you rest there in the morning sun
still, I fumble through the pages of constructions on the ride
I like the blown out sound we've found
I like the way it feels here coming down
the way your headstone shines
I only wish that it was mine


Afternoon With The Axolotls

she hits the grade [blade] with both hands high
downward is heavenward, and we are not alone
condensers on, and the drop is found
a fingertip trace says to me
I can see you and you are wet

a bed of dead leaves grace the ground
a quick glance to the other side
and we will not be found
symbionts in haste demand, come close
screams to me I can see you above the rest
and through it all she seems secure
downward is heavenward, and we are not alone
head thrown back, a sickened sigh
eyes [iced] shut, Beelzebub, [he yells above]
can we do this without a net?
Green To Me

the morning image from the satellites is all blue and green
and we've all got wounds to clean
here's a rag, here's some gasoline

she wakes up fine and rested well
released at last from in the sleeping cell
breathing comes with ease
it's a sweet revenge
built on a chemical ride
my medicine man is the best
wires to the temples, place them on
let's see how we sound

it's all green to me
what a sweet revenge
it's all green to me

see them lift off one by one
I see a cool spot here let's put her down
level to the ground
a lovely mess
of a colored, plastic sea
of me
of me

she lifts her wings up high
sensors show a lifetime until we die
and all the dream's details
perfected in the colored sky

and the morning image from the satellites is all blue and green
and we've all got wounds to clean
here's a rag, here's some gasoline
it's all green to me (lift up your skies and all the other times, you realize)
it's all green to me (it lifts up your days in a single phase, I felt your hand)
it's all green to me (lift up your skies and all the other times, you realize)
it's all green to me (it lifts up your days in a single phase)


Dreamboat

you swore the earth was round
and you said that there was no upside down
I hid the starship's call for the parallax flip
like you showed me in the lighthouse
I did the math and it came up 1s and 0s

I know a girl who makes me shine
my dreamboat's leaving on a submarine
she packed a second set of tanks and all I ever want or need
I know a girl who makes me whine
while my dreamboat scatters all the sub-machines
she packed a second set of tanks
and all I'd ever want or need

and you swore the earth was sound
and you said that we could go upside the ground
but the starfish sends him a message in a code that you can't see from the lighthouse
and we will dive in the afternoon

I took a simple time to wander
engaging twilight through the trees
and she needs help among the kelp-ways, and I'm not tied to these
no, I'm not tied to these

I know a girl who makes me shine
my dreamboat's leaving on a submarine
she packed a second set of tanks
and a solar-powered lung for me
and to the girl who makes me whine
while my dreamboat scatters all the sub-machines
she packed a second set of tanks, and all I ever want or need
for me
for me
for me

(...couldn't we...stay...all the way down...) ±


The Inuit Promise

I took a worn out strand of your cellophane hair and stretched it sideways
and oh my, my, slip though between the seam with me
my brain stopped working from the cold
I sort of strayed from what we know

and so I'll be like you and do what's right
and win a love I don't deserve out on the ice tonight
teach me the bluest song you know
the moon ain't coming up
and I swear to God tonight it feels like snow

I'm glad we got your hands warm, so my arms can feel like trust again
I can promise true waves when the summer comes
the world still fits the same form we engraved when it all began
maybe catch a new wave
feels right
feels right

so we ride whales and drag race time
and I draw fires from the traces of trilobite hives
you sleep like I'm inside her womb
and you see clearly to [too]
the silicon wasteland they left inside my mind

glad we got your hands warm, so my arms can feel like trust again
I can promise true waves when the summer comes
the world still fits the same form we engraved when it all began
maybe catch a new wave

we lost the road now, injecting charms
and we care for all of ours
we stand in rows now, transfer alarms
just like the Inuit with the promise song
to come down and see
to come down and see
to come down and see
to come down and see

(coda x2)
(your solvents frozen here on the petal rung)
(is all we have to see, enlarged inside)
(as we espy, the warming sea)
(your breath diffused and never realized)
(aside from where the panicked hide)
(and I, just a subtle lift)
(provider on the other side)


Apollo

I'm thinking of a number between everything and two
I'm thinking of a number between everything and two

she said you can find a space between my arms if you will stay
like if we ignore the systems they'll just blink out, and quickly go away

she said I'll keep all the signals that you send home to me
and I'll meet you back here on the ground
it's lift off, lift off again
she's pissed off, pissed off again

moonlight brings me back again to stay
and I know if she had her way I'd always be through
tethered to a glass ring she keeps beside the phone
and never ever stepping out into
blankness, and darkness, like underneath the leaf
has settled on me here, and scraped away the sound

she said you can find a place inside my heart if you will stay
and I need you back here on the ground
it's lift off, lift off again
she's pissed off, pissed off again

moonlight brings me back again to stay
and I know if she had her way I'd always be through
and tethered to a glass ring she keeps beside the phone
and never ever stepping out into...

I'm thinking of a number between everything and two

and moonlight brings me back again to stay
and I know if she had her way I'd always be through
tethered to a glass ring she keeps beside the phone
and never ever stepping out into
and moonlight brings me back again to stay [this day]
and I don't feel a thing here anymore
[the] strings of information slowing to a stop
the tether's end slipping from its knot
I'm stretching out in two [into]

I'm thinking of a number between everything and two
I'm thinking of a number between everything and two
and it's molecules of you


The Scientists

electrified and lit up by an outline of herself
and smiling now as only she can be
she said, 'I made some new connections to astound them all
in ways we've never dreamed about'
her lovely hand is glowing from a light inside itself
from soaking in the esters stacked for miles on a single shelf
holding my eyes still so she can see
if all these super undercover, custom hybrids got to me

it's too much, you're too late
I want to see it all again
she says, 'keep this benzene ring around your finger
and think of me when everything you wanted starts to end'

and awful living clusters form in pools beneath her feet
invertebrates that only she can see
and I said, 'what on Earth are all these ampules for?'
she says, 'exactly, we're not gonna wait around here anymore'

systems back down slow, watch the dust cloud we send
and I will keep you, I will keep you to the end
set your head back low, watch my ears ring
I will take care of you, I will take care of everything

systems back down slow, watch the dust cloud we send
and I will keep you, I will keep you to the end
set your head back low, watch my ears ring
I will take care of you, I will take care of everything

it's too much, you're too late
too much, you're too late
re-piloting my dead spins to the ground ±
and I think I see myself again
through the pinhole
but the pinhole captures all of you [all the view]
and the pinhole captures all of you [all the view]
and the pinhole captures all of you [all the view]
and the pinhole captures all of you [all the view]
and the pinhole captures all of you [all the view]

too much you're too late
too much you're too late
too much you're too late
too much you're too late


Puppets

she don't stand, she glistens
and this is how we listen
and this is how it goes
she doesn't glow, she glistens
embrace the eyeful sickens
you didn't have to be so
fucked up from the get-go

your listless falling feels the same
as two lives tripped on a single string
and hopeless, helpless now we're gusting to another space
as we seize

ascension is ours
ascension has opened up here now
with you in my failing arms

and she doesn't glow, she glistens
says this is how we listen
and if we go slow, we both can go
I'm supine now and fading out
so this is what my life's about
I didn't have to be so
fucked up from the get-go

your listless falling feels the same
as two lives tripped on a single string
so hopeless, helpless now we're gusting to another space
as we see

(ascension is ours)
(ascension has opened up here now)
(with you in my failing arms)
(with you in my fading arms)

she doesn't glow, she glistens
she doesn't glow, she glistens

your listless falling feels the same
as two lives tripped on a single string
and hopeless, helpless now we're gusting to another space
as a tease
your listless falling feels like nothing else to think about
I'm blinking out
I'm blinking out
I'm blinking out

ascension is ours
ascension is opened up here now
with you in my failing arms
you're blinking out in my failing arms
Aphids

all awake at bedside lifting through the afternoon
aces, she says, must be by me
problems at the rose stem, tiny movements at the well
faces alive will sweep by me

communicate with the pack as well
it's good how pure we can make it smell
around you, it always feels the same

resting in sunspots in the fading afternoon
aphids abound, I swear, they're only here to sleep by me
we'll leave the light off and the window halfway wide
aphids alive they sleep by me

crumples of silence we are
ringing off on our bells, got on it
no wait before us, and a comfort waits in a real cell

love-laced companions made the day slip past too soon
aphids astound, I swear, they're only here to sleep by me
arrested movement at the rose stem and the well
aphids alive will sweep by me

crumples of silence we are
ringing off on our bells, got on it
no wait before us, and a comfort waits in a real cell
crumples of silence we are
each and all to ourselves, got on it
no wait before us, and a comfort waits in a real cell

(a poem written by Matt Talbott, translated and spoken in Dutch by Nancy Rubel)