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Skim Chimes

Skim Chimes is a small musical/vocal spin-off within the Chimes series, featuring a quick 20 original pieces of poetry written by Bob Axell on the 23rd of January 2010. All chimes can be listened to and/or read below, individually or via playlist. Enjoy!

Skim! Skim! Skim! Skim! Yeah. (Jan 23 2010)

Playlist (11:56)

00 New Start, New Tune, Skimming (1:02)


It's a - new start
It's a - new tune
The sun does depart
And does rise new moon

Up to a clear black sky
Where the stars fly by
Where the dark resides
We embark on vibes

That stretch far in life
Further than we see
We can't count twice
Only one can be

It's a - new start
It's a - new melody
New one for me to tell
New one for mellow me

Say hello I do
Hello Hello you!
Now lets start the poetry
Let us start this tune

Cause it's new
It's not old
Non commercial
Never sold

Never heard never seen
Never dirty no it's clean
Cause it's new unwashed
Still dust free like gloss

It must be mine
This time much too fine
Something, something, chime!
Skim through this, this line

Till, till the end
Till we meet again
My Friend

01 Primal Stupid (0:30)

Primal
It's a number I see
Secondary
Yet it's first
Things we count
Things are twisted
In this universe we're cursed
Of course the source
Is truth is fact
But truth is fact
We can't look back
Just our perspective
Our point of view
We see and we say
We say and we do
So many many
Stupid things
Stupid...
Stupid things

02 Bright Curtain (0:29)

Fly
Fly fly away
Away from the eye
Away now I say

Cause I can see you
I can see great
I can see through
The curtains I made

They provide light
Light never shade
They don't close tight
And I am afraid

That the light is too bright
That the darkness can't shine
As bright as this light
Through this curtain of mine

03 Fine, Without Reasoning (0:21)

Sometimes I write good poetry
Sometimes I don't really know
If my poetry is any good
Or if it's just half assed yo

Sometimes I write so many verses
Sometimes I write so many lines
Sometimes I say so many words many times
In the lines and verses that I feel

Fine!

04 The Clouds Sweep Over Again (0:38)

Four
Is short
I do
Distort
Sometimes
I see
So clear
Like me
When I
Am shade
On road
I'm paved
I move
With light
I spread
At night
The world
Is mine
Just half
The time
Except
Except when!
The clouds sweep over - again!

05 Uplift World Uplift (0:30)

I lift up the world
Above my head
Cause the world is light
When the weight is dead

I lift up the world
Above my back
I carry it around
Like a backpack

I lift up the world
Above my smile
It dangles in air
Prepared for a while

I lift up the world
And balance it until
It gets bored and what's more
It rolls over on will

06 Reckoning Beckoning, What The Heck I Sing? (0:30)

Thirty seconds is an average but I'm never average am I
Slur is back I feel contaminated nominated Manet
Cause the Manet's on this planet feel so sloppy just like Janette
When she's eighty and has landed after falling up in Kansas
Off a thirty story ranch that she built up with sold bandannas
The whole world will go bananas yeah I see it clear as day
But I don't think that was what I was speaking bout anyway

07 Mammal? Only Human! (0:18)

I'm a mammal
But I'm not really a camel
Not an elephant, not a bird
Not a mad bull

I'm a mammal
But it seems I'm only human
Wish I'll be reborn as another norm
In next life - a new man

08 Skim Out Whatever (0:21)

It's eight!
It's eight!
It's eight!
No wait!

It's late!
It's late!
It's late!
No way!

It's just nine seventeen
I must have been caught in a dream

09 Mystery Crossing (0:35)

Can you not define me?
Define the vibe that I bring?
Can you define me?
Define all the words I sing?

Can you not see them zap by - like lightning?
Can you not feel the fear rash - and frightning?
Can you not wheel through the ash - like fire?
Can you not steal the mass - of my earth?

Public is province, ground is domain.
A personal conscience that haunts me again.
I can sing verses - I can sing refrains.
But NOTHING is murder when it's just - a name.

10 Don't Want To Be An Anomaly (0:47)

I don't want to be
I don't want to be
I don't want to be
An anomaly

I don't want to be
I just want to be
Don't want to be
An anomaly

I don't want to be like that
No
I don't want to
Be like that

I don't want to be like that
No
I don't want to
Be like that

I don't want to be
I don't want to be
I don't want to be
An anomaly

I don't want to be
I just want to be
Don't want to be
An anomaly

I don't want to be like that
No
I don't want to
Be like that

I don't want to be like that
No
I don't want to
Be like that

11 Rise And Skim (0:51)

Skim, Skim, Skim, Skim
I swim, swim, in lyrics
Poetry on whim, whim, whim, whim
I'm in an open portal of merits

And they're all mine! I can see the sunshine!
I seem to on walls climb! Oh yeah I feel so fine!
In sunlight I'm basking, I keep climbing despite crashes
And no I didn't just drop my glasses

I live in a little world, but the world gets bigger and I get so too
I lived in this little world, but I've grown out of it, and so can you
I live in a big world now I'm a big boy now and I'm perfect how can I be
You may ask there's so answer just dance sir and feel the grand grandeur

12 YouTube Stoop Dub (0:17)

Rinse your vocals
Clogged and fascist
I think I see something
Can I unmask it

Do I really mean something
Am I really true to
All the world around me
When my world is on YouTube

You too!

13 Tripod Vicod (0:09)

Oh, no, so unlucky, there's nothing here!
What did you expect? Tripod.

14 So Many People Can't Sleep Well (0:41)

So many people
So many people in this in this in this world
So many people
They can't sleep well in this in this in this world

So many people WHY?
So many people in this in this in this world
So many people WHY?
They can't sleep well in this in this in this world

So many people can't sleep well!
So? Many people can't sleep well
So, many people can go to hell.
Cause I sleep GREAT

15 So Many Things, Matter (0:30)

Don't you lose your self
Thinking about some things
Thinking about dumb things
When so many things matter

Don't lose yourself
Thinking about dumb things
Thinking about some things
When so many things matter

Don't lose yourself
Don't lose yourself
Don't lose yourself
Don't lose yourself

Don't you lose your self
Thinking about some things
Thinking about dumb things
When so many things matter

16 King And Bling And World (1:07)

It is now morning, without warning, I start singing, I miss the old King and,
all his bling that, I could clean, now there is no bling for me!
Cause I'm just a poor boy, just a slave, and the new king has no bling for sale,
or for cleaning, oh it's frail, the life in leaning it might soon fall and,

Crush us all

Now that it's morning, and without warning, I am now singing, about old things,
such as the king and all his bling and how it was stolen and how I feel whimsy
This fine morning cause I'm a poor boy, oh just a slave, and now the new king,
now the new king has no bling for sale! Oh how this world is frail, and so tall,

Someday it might just fall down and crush us all

17 The Great World (1:11)

I woke up from a dim sleep
Lift my eyelids so I can see
See the sun that falls in
Through the glass window thin

I close my eyes again
I'm not as bright as them
The stars up in the sky
And the minutes walk by, so

I open my eyes and look out the window
The sun in the sky and on the ground snow
And I get up and stand up and put on clothes
And get out where I know I am supposed to go

And walk, and think, and jog, and smile
And run, and blink, and sing, so vile
My morning breath smells, my morning voice sounds
But that doesn't matter, the world is still round!

And everyone is happy! Everything is here!
What if it was different? What if it disappeared?
What if everything just fell off, or fell out, through
The sky so clear oh the sky so blue

What if the world just flew right into the sun
Lit up, burned up, killed everyone
So I walk, think, jog smile, run, blink sing
Cause the world is great, oh yeah THIS world I'm in

18 /What Whatever (0:18)

Haha
Laugh Laugh
Haha
Wrath Wrath

Be prepared!
No matter, what happens
So if I'm singing
And I take a nap, what then?

Will I come back again?
Or just end the verse?
And just bend the end?
Okay

19 New End, New Tune, Skimming (0:42)

Who would have thought it would end on nineteen?
Such a bright fine theme?
It ends with such a prime dream, yeah, divine light light being

Being a human being is never easy I need be
Another species I see yet I can't believe deeds
Are brushed of weekly cause acts last like facts pass
Just a grain of sand in a million years of half assly cracked tracks

Who would have thought it would end on nineteen?
Such a bright fine theme?
Surfing, swimming, verbally skimming.

Through the subconscious mind, leaving troubles behind, leaving bubbles and chimes
And a trail stale after, I laugh, it's laughter

The End

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