Ascension/Broadcast Pirates Video (MV)

You take me up into a sordid heaven, a soft space of wet choirs and fizzing stars.
There, in your eyes, I find burning angels, and a pack of smouldering white veils glow beneath me.
Somewhere in the city our sweat satisfies the silence.
Somewhere in the city there's us cut open and captured, and among the haze of lights are your dark wishes and spells.
As a dangerous tree or a memory of olives is how you appear, rising and posing for me inside this daring bed.
I want to imagine that we'll both die like this, that our eyes will never open again,
That the last thing we'll see are our pleading faces tangled together.
Sit with me and we'll think up names for our nudity, we'll decide on a smell and suppleness for all our parts.
I'll lie down and send letters from mouth to breast, a deep and secret correspondence between lonely spies.
With your last whole breath mist us up and heat my bones, then slowly arch and spill your love out in that slender way through my veins you'll spread yourself, bursting open inside my heart.

In dreamlike states I am my other self Called
To astral planes beyond mortal comprehension. Consciousness
Alone survives here.
A body, non-corporeal without visceral umbilical connection.
Among dilapidated facades hosting gay parties, Ball gowns and ushers flirting
At every turn.
Golden handrails wind up broad staircases heavily laden
With spun-glass like cobwebs.
Traversing upward their lacey relics catch at my fingertips.
Worn, rust colored carpets grow threadbare with each rise.
Spirit felt floating, the gala left far behind.
A systemic warning is felt and dismissed.
Turn back
Ethereal
Recalcitrant
I move on
Warning is given with greater sensation as a flush of unease washes through me.
Turn Back
Far down the dimly lighted hall rests a long closed door.
Undaunted Ghost-like my hand defies these warnings counsel reaching for the knob alighting a small room surrounded by peeling institutional paint. A metal bunkbed quartered upon one wall, barren of all but a thin black mattress and militant woolen blanket
Hints of things unseen. A touch within my minds' eye.
Flashing instantaneous as the warning comes for me, conducting me by my arms and returning my dreamy spirit to the stairs crest.
I dare not look back.
Fear now barres me from curiosities. I descend, leaving mystery behind. Waking
To an earthly world.

I get it
You think you're gonna quit your job
Throw on a backpack
Hitchhike to Colorado
Meet some girl who knows the breeds of rocks
Play the spoons in a street music ensemble with her and her old man and her twin flame and a fella name of "Custard Bob" they met outside of Durango during the eclipse
Listen to Custard Bob talk for hours about a friends uncle who works for the FBI gave him a document about chem trails
Follow Bob down the rabbit hole
Come to your sense 2 weeks later standing in a field strapped to a cardboard "bomb" filled with pork n beans and a note taped to it says "ARREST TONY HAWK"
Find out you're in Utah
Find out they robbed you
Find out you have a pitbull now
Go live in a cave in Moab with a dude who stopped using money 15yrs ago
Kiss every single rock climber in Moab at the same party
Steal toilet paper from McDonald's
Charge your phone at McDonald's
Eat 3 meals for $8 at McDonald's
Be asked to leave McDonald's cause whatever Custard Bob got you strung out on gave you the "hippy screams"
Learn how to hop freight in Salt Lake from a genderless dirty kid named Latté
Ride in a boxcar full of air fryers all the way to Portland
Get hooked on what Latté calls "Kansas City Dancing Shoes" someplace east of San Jose
Roll your ankle hoping off the moving train
Watch Latté land it flawlessly then steal your boots
Limp 12 miles to the nearest Walmart
Fly a cardboard sign says "Bad Advice $1"
Split a kicked down rotisserie chicken with your new pitbull
Hangout at Trader Joe's hoping a woman with a cart full of vegan snacks will see the dog and let you sleep on her couch if you pretend to care about astrology
Wake up to her kicking you out for "inviting Capricorn energy into her home" but really its cause you slept with her roommate
I say do it
You have nothing to lose but your stuff and your teeth most likely
Go. Be. Free

F*ck the FCC
I rule these seven seas
They'll never catch me
I'm as bas as can be

Pirate riding the airwave
Broadcast something grave

I now have the power to brainwash
I send messages to your brain-gash

Fight fight
Try to catch me in flight