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Indigo
04:52
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I only consume myself. I only breath the air in our home.
I assume the days will gather and blur, and I assume that the days will move and develop.
Today, the morning is long
There is a space, a vacuum that’s pulling from the inside
I long for a terrible crash on my lawn
Maybe then I can breath
We only lie to ourselves
We only speak when we have something to say
We assume responsibility for our things
Take strong measures to ensure that
We only lie to ourselves.
Today, the morning is long
There is a space, a vacuum that’s pulling from the inside
I long for a road to go down and away
Maybe then I can breath
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2. |
Blue Green Cave
04:39
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There’s danger inside the cave, somewhere a blue-green glow,
explore at your own expense, senses at high defense.
There’s only a few ways to go, the sides seem to close right in,
we’re wondering how to proceed, keep moving the light blends in
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Pettygrove
03:22
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I’ll fall asleep when things get rough,
I’m just going to fall asleep if it gets too tough
Wherever I happen to be, there’s a cabin in me,
Whatever I happen to do, nothing punctures through
And I’ll call you out-side of the Pettygrove,
You didn’t hear me out-side of the Pettygrove,
I used to know, a few people though,
I think it was, just illusion cause I’ll pick a fight, just to say that I did
Yeah, I’ll pick a fight and tell everybody I did
The sun will strike under the morning light,
You are surrounded by a cloud of dust turned light
And the bright white sheets spread out about your feet,
I can almost see you there, a room in the old Saint Claire.
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Frozen
04:20
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Rain is soaking the ground
And the houses are falling down the hills
It’s a trade-off
Nature may bring you back in
Rolling and tumbling
Roll and tumbling down, down, down.
Blew the wilderness off
The pictures had warped all the trees in the woods
It’s a trade-off
Nature may bring you back in
Camera is capturing
Camera is set to freeze, freeze, freeze.
It’s not like it’s supposed to be
It’s not part of the plan
And who are you?
Through and through?
Are you what you keep in?
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5. |
All the Things
03:41
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All the things that you walk by, all that’s here is bound to die.
crumpled leaves they wither and fold, just to see the branch get cold.
With winter comes a tidal wave, the front is new
The blanket saves, the moan you hear in the dead of night
But it’s not night, it’s day
Chorus rings a temple of stones, the moss has come to bring it home
The songs they sing arranged to spell, the myths that grow around this well
Rope it down twenty hands tall
The bucket fills and clanks the walls
Pulling up the iron squeals, the bucket’s not full enough
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Animals in the Brush
05:56
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Fell a trance to the hole, the entrance to the hole
It was leading bodies in, and taking further down
Unlike the animal, his head beneath the brush
Burrows with his claws
My mind was aching thin, wallowed reeds in the marsh
There are certain times to speak out, slow and dark and harsh
And you’ll know just what I mean when you see it for yourself
Fell asleep for the night, pull away to lour it out
Gold flecked eyes near the brush, an amber wave through hickory land
Its as mild as a morning mind, light as leaves on grass
When the hard wind blows soft
Hurry on, Hurry on,
Hurricane, Hurricane
My mind was aching thin, wallowed reeds in the marsh
There are certain times to speak out, slow and dark and harsh
And you’ll know just what I mean when you see it for yourself
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Glass Lake
04:26
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The mountain turned like a top on the ground, the clouds they moved below
Colors flying in the air, the land begins to glow
Glass lake breaking, mountain making it glow
Black moon moving with the sun over the sky, and the clouds they move below
Cold air burning the skin of the nose, no blood there does flow
Glass lake breaking, mountain making it glow
Smoke rings calling, a distant holler echo
Thick black fur
Dark brown eyes
The iris is a cave
But inside it’s warm
Alone in the wilderness, overcome by immenseness starvation starts to grow
Galaxies bleeding through black sky vision dissolve to infinite snow
In this moment, I felt above myself
Snow was my thoughts scattered along the trail
Piling on drifts and covering windows and doors
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Beach Burn
04:15
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Lay right down, but stand your ground
Dig in your heels, into the sand
The winds will start, with a gentle breeze
Dig in your heels, within the sand
This breeze will blow grains in your eyes
When it comes, it’ll take you away
The eye isn’t here, anticipation and fear
Tides swell up with the motion of waves
Your feet come undone
The beach is a gun that’s shooting round and round and round
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Fire
03:30
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Are you as burned as the wood on the walls?
Would you know if you were?
These are promises still left to give
You slowly start burning
Where was everyone when I came home?
Were they out in their yards
Arranging seeds into works of art
You couldn't know why.
A tower of ash that’s ready to fall
A solid branch to blown sediments
These are promises behind the wall
Where you were left smoldering
Long after the fire’s gone out
You are sure to return.
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