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Glass
03:35
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All these false stalls
I can see it all now
The fragile first steps
The final breath
The pauses between words
Mark my self worth
And all I can see
Is warm breath on glass
Where do I start?
It's the end of the world at life's beginning
And it feels like someday I might soon stop breathing
If only my thoughts could give me a break
There are no words left to pause between
There are no words left to pause between
And it was at this bench where we laid our heads
And waited for the sun to set
Golden light hits our sparkling eyes
As darkness engulfs the skies
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Stitching It Together
03:17
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I wipe the dew from my lips
It tastes of evergreen and poison ivy
What can I tell you that you don't already know
About the anxious heart inside me?
Attempting to stop the clock
For just a second more
Holding my breath in hope
No idea what I'm waiting for
Peaches eaten in that greyscale room
Juice drips down my throat
She asks where I am now, I smile slowly
She already knows
I say we leave legacies with every footprint
There are places I won't set foot in
It never snows in winter anymore
I want to feel the flakes melt on my skin
I want to feel real
I want to feel whole
I want to find the
Air that you stole
Breathe the ash and the embers
Where there once was coal
I want to exhale all the smoke
I want to feel some kind of hope
I want to see the mountains stretch
Before me again
Legacies with every footprint
There are places I won't set foot in
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3. |
Petals
03:08
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Time flies
Like the light in your eyes
I'm too tired
To sleep tonight
There's a dark magic
Held by beaches at night
Soft sound in silence
Under the waxing grey light
Is this all we could ever have wanted?
Some days it sure feels like that
Stitches forged from petals
Line the inside of my gut
Freeze me unconscious
Until the world stops spinning
Show me where the moon is
I will watch it fade to dust
Fold me up, keep me cold
Let this time never pass
A point on a map
Beautiful life flourishes past
Is this all we could ever have wanted?
Some days it sure feels like that
Stitches forged from petals
Line the inside of my gut
Holding on to fleeting birds
Starlings startled by ocean waves
If we never swim, we'll never sink
I love you for what it's worth
Is this all we could ever have wanted?
Some days it sure feels like that
Stitches forged from petals
Line the inside of my gut
And I trust
I trust
That someday we'll never
Give up
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4. |
Shepherd's Warning
04:24
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Today faded into smoke
And I am coughing my lungs out
Until the whole world forms a sentence
To accurately describe
The vinyl floors and locked doors
The patient silence, the fading sirens
Tipping the balance, I am not the skin that I wear
We sleep with no covers
Surrounded by past others
Our bodies naked and fragile
Seeing only iris and pupil
Tomorrow rises with burning colour
And we sit watching as the world turns nuclear
And in the same breath
I overhear the next door neighbour
Red sky in the morning, shepherd's warning
I am here now
And I am telling you
That the ocean
Will not disappear
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Sins
05:04
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Soft fragrance of flagrant desire
Fine, fluorescent, forever here
Lay outside until their name is spoken
Joyous affirmation in audible desperation
In bleached fields roses grow, sown by generations
In my dreams I wander this thorny paradise
Feet bare, naked to the undergrowth
I am exposed in my worst fears
Am I opening my doors
To bluebells cursing those I love
Am I worn out
By nature taking its toll
Lay Christ under the table
Let him sweep up his own crumbs
Hell these sins, they are worth saving
With these scraps I have kept for years
Could I recognise you if I looked you in the eye?
Could I see you right in front of me?
Eyes so warm and tired
Fires burn through my skin
I can see you now
In all your visceral beauty
Envisioning a life for love and I
How I wish I could look you in the eye
Lay Christ under the table
Let him sweep up his own crumbs
Hell these sins, they are worth saving
With these scraps I have kept for years
My greatest love has always been
A landscape from above
What lives do people lead down there?
What passion superceded?
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