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Our big mistake is not fearing them at all
The greatest myth is pride before a fall
There's no pride before a fall
This space only exists between the dirt and ground
Patterns carved in stone mark this home
Mark your home
Our big mistake is not fearing them at all
The greatest myth is pride before a fall
There's no pride before this fall
(we follow, we go, we stay, it ends)
There's no pride before this fall
(we follow, we go, we stay, it ends)
There's no pride before this fall
(we follow, we go, we stay, it ends)
There's no pride before this fall
(we follow, we go, we stay, it ends)
(we follow, we go, we stay, it ends)
This space only exists between the dirt and ground
(we follow, we go, we stay, it ends)
Patterns carved in stone mark this home
(we follow, we go, we stay, it ends)
Mark your home
(we follow, we go, we stay, it ends)
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2. |
Half-ban
04:25
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3. |
Oscilloscope 44
02:29
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In all those times I feel that I am lost
Watching voices move in front. Three and four
Sounds that weave themselves into the strongest arms
To wrap around and keep my shoulders, keep my heart warm
They say sticks and stones
Will only break my bones
but my own pen can out slay will outrank any sword
A heart that's made of coal still smoulders on below
And words we'll never say, can never say, you'll never know
On days when it's too much
Stories told in touch
Comfort comes in patterns written down in code
These grooves worn in the ground
From pedals held down
Stay with me til grow tired, we grow old
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4. |
For the maybe when
03:33
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If we drift, then we drift
We'll meet back at the shore
From light and dark to feathers and steel
Not for words, but for the feel
And nothing is secret, only pretence.
Smoothed down over time.
Sacrifice the "now" for "maybe when"
When sighs become songs
Memories become rosaries to soothing chants -
strung together in a loop to cycle again and again and again -
clasped in hands and buried in velvet bags.
Smoothed down over time.
And if we drift then we'll drift. Memories for the "maybe when".
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5. |
Adrift
02:36
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6. |
Fireflowers
02:08
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7. |
Sometimes, sometimes
02:15
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Even sugar becomes bitter when you burn it enough times.
The strongest wall collapses at the final strike.
And sometimes
Sometimes
Sometimes I wish that I had someone to stand with me.
And sometimes, sometimes I wish I had someone to stand with me.
And lightning makes the colour fall in and out.
Time solves all, but what if I'm all out?
And sometimes
Sometimes
Sometimes I wish I had someone to stand with me.
And sometimes, sometimes I wish I had someone to stand with me.
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In the open all is clear: every story every breath that I held dear
As I press these keys and write these notes
Broken memories, broken hearts I hope they float
Broken posts that frame this bed
These drowning thoughts around my head
I have known what, I have known what you can't say
I'll be gone then, I'll be gone at break of day
And love that binds us to this town
is the same thing, it's the same thing turned around
In the morning, in the morning we are done
In the morning, in the morning you are gone.
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