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TRIOS

by Midas Bison

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Nick Sanderson Another solid album that sounds even more beautiful with every listen. A+ 10/10 Favorite track: Little Dove.
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1.
Finally 01:49
(OH, FINALLY) THE CHEMICALS ARE FADING (OH, FINALLY) THAT KALEIDOSCOPIC DAY DREAM (OH, FINALLY) ITS OVER AND I CAN BREATHE (OH, FINALLY) MY LITTLE VOICE AS TALL AS PALM TREES. (OH, FINALLY) COVERED SOME GROUND, NOW I’M FEELING MORE PROFOUND (WITH IT) (OH, FINALLY) SPENT SOME TIME REALLY TRYING HARD TO GET WITH IT (OH, FINALLY) (WITH IT) THE CROWN IS ON MY HEAD, AND THESE BIG WORDS, I’VE SAID THE WORDS THAT YOU’VE BRED. I HAVE RISEN FROM MY BED.
2.
If U Kno 03:31
IF U KNO, IF U KNO THE WAYS OF YOUR RESTLESS SOUL, THEN I WILL GO, I WILL GO BACK TO THE BITTER COLD. & IF U KNO, IF U KNO THEN WHY DO YOU SAY YOU DON’T? YOU COULD SHOW, YOU COULD SHOW THE TEMPO THAT YOUR HEART GLOWS. YEAH LOVELESS DOESN’T MEAN LESS LOVE MY THOUGHTS ARE SPINNING SOMEWHERE ABOVE MIASMA CAUGHT AND BREATHING AT THE EDGE OF MY TONGUE
3.
Goldenboy 04:27
(OH, FINALLY) THE CHEMICALS ARE FADING (OH, FINALLY) THAT KALEIDOSCOPIC DAY DREAM (OH, FINALLY) ITS OVER AND I CAN BREATHE (OH, FINALLY) MY LITTLE VOICE AS TALL AS PALM TREES. (OH, FINALLY) COVERED SOME GROUND NOW I’M FEELING MORE PROFOUND (WITH IT) (OH, FINALLY) SPENT SOME TIME REALLY TRYING HARD TO GET (WITH IT) (OH, FINALLY) (WITH IT) THE CROWN IS ON MY HEAD, AND THESE BIG WORDS, I’VE SAID THE WORDS THAT YOU’VE BRED. I HAVE RISEN FROM MY BED.
4.
Little Dove 03:44
I LAY THERE ON A SHEET, DECORATED TO BE A GARLAND OF FLOWERS BATHED IN SILKY CREAM. YOU ADJUST SLOWLY IN YOUR SLEEP, HALF DRUNK PAST THE POINT OF DRINKING WHERE THINKING IS EASY. & I HELD YOUR HAND, AND SWORE I’D NEVER TURN THIS “YES” INTO A “YES, AND..” IS THAT WHAT I SAID? OR WAS IT JUST ANOTHER TIME I WAS CRAWLING TOWARDS YOUR SUNSHINE? AWAY FROM MY ABYSS, MY POT AND PERSISTENT UNHAPPINESS. YEAH, YOU WERE RIGHT ABOUT ALL OF THAT. I SHOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER TO MYSELF CAUSE MAYBE THEN, MAYBE YOU COULD LOVE ME THE SAME AGAIN. AND WHEN THE SEASONS TOOK A FALL I HAD NO CLARITY IN VISION AT ALL, THOUGHT EVERYTHING WAS A DECEIT JUST CRAWLING UP TO GET ME. OH SARAH, YOU WERE THE ONLY THING THAT COULD CARE FOR ME PROPERLY. YOU DON’T HAVE TO DESPAIR FOR ME, HONEY. I NEVER SAW YOUR SENSITIVITY AS ANYTHING BUT SWEET, AND I WISH THAT I COULD MEET THAT STANDARD OF BEING SO PURE AND COMPLETE.
5.
OUR LOVE IS NOT MADE FOR REALITY. OUR LOVE IS MADE FROM A FANTASY, AND EVERY TIME IT FEELS LIKE A LUCID DREAM. OUR DRUGS WILL NOT SAVE OUR REALITY OUR DRUGS ARE PAVING OUR DESTINY AND EVERY CRIME WE COMMIT LAZILY BUT HOW COULD LOVE BETRAY OUR REALITY HOW COULD DRUGS SLAY OUR TRAVESTY CAUSE EVERY LIE SOUNDS LIKE A HORRIBLE SCREAM {hop back on the train or lose to your ego manic fantasies serve you no filets in heaven graceful entrance only makes for an ugly departure if the interaction failed, never ways to bow out without hitting your head on the coffee table}
6.
I WAVE MY HANDS UP BUT THEY DON’T SEEM TO FLAG YOU DOWN. THE SIGN OF WANING DUSK SIGNALS ME TO TURN AROUND, AND AT NIGHT WHEN I FALL ASLEEP ITS YOU IN EVERY FRAME I DREAM. IF I COULD ONLY PAINT MYSELF INTO THAT SCENE IN COLORS SERENE I WOULD SPEND MY WHOLE LIFE IN THERE, JUST SO PEOPLE WOULD STARE. CAUSE BABY, DON’T GO IT ALONE OH BABY, DON’T GO IT ALONE AND SO IF I WAS SOMEONE ELSE YOU’D LIKE ME BETTER? TEAR DROPLETS LOOK JUST LIKE MOLD UPON THESE OLD LETTERS, SCRAWLED IN THROES OF PASSION, LASHING CAUSE I’M SENSITIVE. FEELING LACK AND KNOWING THAT YOUR TOUCH IS REAL RESTORATIVE. YOU ARE MY COMFORT. NEVER OBSESSIVE AS HUMBERT HUMBERT. I WANNA BE YOUR DESSERT, LIKE YOU HAD ON YOUR BIRTHDAY. DO YOU REMEMBER THE WAY, WITH PERSISTENT NAIVETY, I WANTED TO STAY? OH YEAH CAUSE BABY, DON’T GO IT ALONE. OH BABY, DON’T GO IT ALONE.
7.
WE SAW THEIR HALOS GIVE UP, AND ASCEND TO THE HEAVENS. WE SAW THEIR MINDS ALL MADE UP, CLOCKS SET TO ELEVEN. AND I KNOW THEY’RE WATCHING, SCROLLING ON THEIR SMART SCREENS PAINTING ME LIKE A VOYEURIST DREAM I SUBMIT WHAT THEY ALL SEE LONELINESS INCREASING & ARDENTLY WE’RE REACHING FOR TRUTH. SELFLESS DEPLETING, THESE SELFIES ARE PIECING THE YOUTH. I JUST SEE IT IN A NEW WAY. SAME DISH ON A NEW TRAY. THEY SAY WE'LL GO BACK SOMEDAY BUT WHO'S TO SAY? I SAW YOU ACTING REAL TOUGH FROM THE SOFT TOP OF A BLANKET. YOU SAID YOU WANTED IT ROUGH, SO WITH FULL PALM I SPANKED IT. BUT YOU LEARNED THAT ON TUMBLR YR STILL CAUGHT UP IN NUMBERS WITH YOUR PARTNERS AND LUMBER SPARKED AND TORN ALL ASUNDER FROM
8.
SHE’S A DREAMER JUST LIKE ME, REACHING OUT TO CLOUDS OF STEAM. I WISH I COULD TELL HER WHAT SHE MEANS, HER SKIN TASTES LIKE THE SWEETEST CREAM. SHE’S EVERYTHING I COULD TRY TO IMPRESS, BUT SHE’S GOT BETTER THINGS TO PRESS AGAINST. I WISH SHE WAS MY EVER PRESENT TENSE, MY DESIRE NEVER LESS INTENSE. LOVELY SATIN IN THE FORM OF HUMAN. LOVELY, FLATTERING THIS HUMAN.
9.
Captured 03:54
I WANNA SMEAR YOUR MAKE UP OFF, MAKE OUT VIOLENTLY ON TABLE CLOTHS BUNCHING AT OUR HIP BONES, EXCHANGING A TANGO OF MOANS. NEVER LET ONE MOTION DISTURB OUR MICRO OCEAN. THE THOUSANDS SIGHS AND LIES RESTING BETWEEN OUR THIGHS. I JUST WANT TO LAY INSIDE, FEEL MY PALMS ON THE BACK OF YOUR THIGHS. LET ME CAPTURE THIS EPHEMERA TONIGHT. DARLING, DON’T TURN OUT THE LIGHT. ENRAPTURED IN DREAMS OF YOU AND ME LAYING ON A MATTRESS CREATING SOME STREAM HEAT (deepest fire) IN A WAY THAT SOME WOULD CALL POOR TASTE BUT I CALL IT HEDONIST HASTE CAUSE WHAT MORE TIME IS THERE TO WASTE BABY?

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TRIOS is a GoldPop album about dreams, desires and distractions.

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released April 24, 2015

All songs written, recorded, mixed and produced by Midas Bison.
Additional backup vocals on "Goldenboy" by Monarcadia.
All songs mastered by Devon Ernest at Post Ghost Productions.

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Midas Bison Madison, Wisconsin

Midas Bison is a queer pop experimentalist from Madison, WI.

The music itself embraces and defies genre. By combining familiar elements of pop music with experimental sounds and abstract lyrics, Midas creates a style that is pleasantly irregular. ... more

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