1. |
Forget My Name
03:40
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I hear them talking
"you'd best keep that in"
so fast I run from
the fires that blind him
sinful I beg
"forget my name;
make me nothing,
nothing again"
drenched in fear
when you came
let us never
speak of this again
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2. |
Woolf Music
04:34
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You the stream
cut through me
move and wear
movement tears
I grow small
ground and worn
our line split
my time is done
You the stream
cut through me
move and wear
movement tears
I grow small
ground and worn
our line split
your time will come
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3. |
The Bridge
04:58
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We stand arm to arm
as we live eye to eye
each point resonates
filled with life
ghosts echo in each place
that held our sound
each trace
combines to bind us
and the name is written
on the insides of my eyes
caught in the spaces between
and the name on a loop
for twenty thousand miles
forms the contour of my breath
oh the hours sprawl
along the roads we create
they are glowing and endless
through these pages
I will absorb into me
and with these strings
I will absorb into me
through the flow of our veins
who know nothing
know nothing of age
broken spine
make them play
and the ghosts that your hands left behind
get me off
and the strings lift me up
as they weigh me down
and salty water fills my chest
and I listen
over and over and over again
but they drown out the sound
from below on the ground
one day to another
one year to the next
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4. |
Aeaea
06:08
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5. |
Inland
03:59
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A mile above sea level
it is growing hard to breathe
and the wind never lets up
so I never hear him speak
I think inland there is a place
but see no place that it can be
so it’s into the river
into the river for me
you hold me tight with one arm
in the other is our baby
and through the warmth you whisper
“Daddy is the favourite”
I dream inland there is a place
but see no place that it can be
so it’s into the river
into the river for me
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6. |
Missouri
05:40
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For time there is
there is no space
and there’s no “thing”
the flow one way
there are no words
just endless space
and in the end
no deal was made
for your escape
this is no place
maps of a sin
become engraved
yeah play your part
wandering
your hand’s a map
wandering
from room to room
ghost of a man
who stays afloat
with tired hands
on the book that she wrote
that’s soaked with your name
wide eyed and alone
as just her words remain
in fantasy you say to me
I’m carried by the tide
our mouths are filled with blood
no room to move
unheard to man
the cries that die
across silent lands
“it is the nothing that I can’t take
but this is nothing that I can’t take”
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7. |
By The Stars
03:52
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Deep and pure as we course
navigated by the stars
we are filled with wreckages
navigated by the stars
they’re ours
it’s all we have
I dance on
though I’m worn
I’m open
in you pour
this is ours
all we have
this is ours
all we have
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8. |
Drawn
05:37
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I am late
late again
time you crave
an excuse I made
you wait there for me
and there nothing will be
autumn walks in the golden sun
all my thoughts pause until you have gone
as seasons change
I fade back to my old ways
you wait there for me
and there nothing will be
sitting in the autumn sun
watching you come undone
reaching out to touch your hair
though I know in time you won’t be there
stories drawn on your skin
I breathe in
now I start to hold on to
these feelings
as I walk home alone
hoping that winter comes
I can see you everywhere
though I’m wishing that the scene was bare
sitting in the autumn sun
watching you come undone
knowing that you won’t be there
but I’ll wait here for you
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9. |
The Lake
05:28
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I am full
my fingers are bloodied and raw
caught in what’s between
I ask
“share your fire with me”
my throat
is tight
where have you been?
I unlocked the gate
and watched the lake flood in
you are taken by a voice
something I cannot learn
hairs are joined
bones combined
for so long
I thought
that Jesus would come to my school
where Ono walked in dreams
as a friend and you
are closer to god
than any of us
half lit
soaked with
eyes fixed
on the lake that
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