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Tomorrow's Turn
02:44
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So loud, so clear
I can hear you breathe over the calm night of spring
But you're not there, space left to fill
Until warmth brings life, and cold brings still
A time for conscious will
Move room to room, I'm leaving a place for you
A longing state, a turning page, and never see the light of day
Tomorrow turns its hand away
Puts up boards and says
Tomorrow is what I'm waiting for
But idle feet can't move on their own
There is something rot with theft
How wonderful are flowers left
I wish this to be place of love and consciousness
A haven for rest, happiness for all who need
See who wonder aimless
And you'll know, and you'll see
Today gives us time to change the depth of loss
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Somerset
03:49
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Hold onto the weight until the sun has left
And let it go until it's gone
Sit back and be
Time is a tide, you are the sea
Sink into your memory
I don't want to be lifted on your shoulders
(Living impaired)
To see you on your own, to see you lived alone
(With habits of old)
For fear of losing time and only to be seen
(A deer in the headlights)
Hold onto the weight until the sun has left
And let it go until it's gone
Sit back and be
Time is a tide, you are the sea
And where have you been?
Sink into your memory
Pulled up to the edge of the world, you turned back and said
"I haven't been here before. Somehow I missed it, and it's all familiar to me."
Oh what a sight, what a realization
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Thread Bare
02:56
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We're all cried out
None is left, at least for now
Dried out and mute, living impaired
Habits of old, we're falling on stilts
I'm on high alert and I'm left without this
Left without means, not without ends
Leaving you and this was hard to do
On and on the road curves and it couldn't work itself out
Disbelief and solemn gifts
Your eyes lit up and close
Gone and out of dreams
And nothing's as it seems
Leaving you and this was hard to do
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4. |
All It Brings
05:05
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The day spent its waning time splitting yours and mine
Night fell and it came to me
"Feel love and all it brings"
Before famine sets in
A search for nothing more, always wanting
Feasting on earthly things with a mind on nothing else
To what can I call this now?
Undone, broken posturing
Swept past, moved underground
Feasting on earthly things
For this I've seen, a fallen search for in-between
And I'll hold the earthly things
To feel love and all it brings
Have you seen? Can't you see?
It's not in this you are clean
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Changeover
02:50
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Looking for something, anything, not sure what to find
Some words of endearment, said softly, beautiful and kind
We're not the same that we once were
Losing a grasp on our old life
And all we have left are machines built just for you and for me
Made to keep us asleep, fix our wasted limbs
Too tired to move, too tired to think
Too often we're onto the next before we can see
We did good today
Weeping waves and clean floors
Watered our plants and folded clothes
We did good today
Disbelief wrapped in holy cloth
Waking to see, nothing short
Not yet, not before the mourning comes
All of these weeks and months
How we feel and what we need
What to eat, what to think
We did good today
Weeping waves and clean floors
Watered our plants and folded clothes
We did good today
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6. |
l u n a
01:23
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Instrumental
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Latergate
03:43
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All along, a vision of pale pink
Had you spinning, your hands in the sink
Words heard and gather round'
And listen for the sound of latergates
Lights on and open for you to walk on through
To live a life of truth with pain
Not everyday and not everything
Is yours to lose, to slip away
Undertow and ever more
Of this, of never finding sleep
Not again, not waves of pause
Finding the gaze of a stranger's eyes
Blue and green, they look like mine
A heavy conscious of things left outside
With fear of losing track and fear of losing count
Fear of losing time, only to be seen
Is yours to lose, to slip away
Undertow and ever more
Of this, of never finding sleep
Not again, not waves of pause
A season of grief
Where the lights go out and I can't see your face
A grasping weakness, a break in the hold
Brings forth a song that's heard and told
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Yesteryear
03:42
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This pastel reverie lifts us, enfolds us
Tokens for empty nerves
Waiting to see a brighter day
Late nights on Foster
Left in a haze
Hideaway nights
Last calls and petty fights
See a face again, a warm embrace again
I wish it was yesterday
I need a ticket to yesteryear
Even in dark days with you it's bright and clear
Waiting to see a bright day
Calm cold and autumn
A warm embrace again
Clear my head of filth and despair
Clean my eyes of film and disbar me from this rolling fear
This endless, incessant year
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Hands Held
03:48
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Wake up
It's time to brush your dirty hair and yellow teeth
Take off your shoes, lets take a walk
So much to share, too little time
Once held your hand as we crossed the street
Your skinny legs look good on you
A fainted stare with a heavy glare
You're leaving me and all our dreams
Better things, a place to sleep
And I can't wait to join you in that place
Once held your hand as we talked
Shared all the plans you made with me
Fears of your loss of life
Fears of the way you're leaving me
Your skinny legs look good on you
A heavy sigh in a heavy time
You're leaving me and all our dreams
Better things, a place to sleep
And I can't wait to join you in that place
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