1. |
At the Outset
04:21
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As it begins
My day
I step away
and after pause, I'm off
I slip through
I mean to
Ten times I meant to ask you
and everyone I've seen today
and by the way
it slipped my mind
Where do you find the time?
Where do you find the time?
Ready or not, here I come
the smoking gun
the readied knot won't come undone
I'll put my head down
and I'll avert my gaze
sleep these long dying days
Ten times I meant to ask you
and everyone I've seen today
and by the way
it slipped my mind
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2. |
Through the Cumulonimbus
03:38
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3. |
Cloudbreaker Balloon
03:09
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Awake and away in a world not unlike a dream
weighed down way down the way in wake of heavy things
later dropped in favor of lofty pleasure
lightly laden in its rising towards haven sought,
That freedom bought ages ago,
but slowed in its stone-wrought roles,
Later dropped in favor of
Later dropped in favor of
Later dropped in favor of
suffice to say they need to go
Later dropped in favor of
Later dropped in favor of
Later dropped in favor of lofty pleasure like lightly laden snow
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
Let it go, let it go, let it
Way down,
Way down,
Way down
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4. |
Flight Distance
04:18
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Don’t run you’ll scare it
Don’t blink you’ll miss it
Life long splendor, soft and tender lives
Soft and tender lives
Don’t say one word
That I haven’t heard before or learned
Life long splendor, soft and tender lives
Soft and tender lives
Strayed far from home, and not alone.
It’s easy to guess, yeah, you know the rest,
a wolf’s paradise
New place. New sounds.
A new route to get around
won’t trip on the same roots without a tree in the ground
This time won’t be different
a blank slate, a whole planet
a new hole in the ground.
There’s really not a difference
to be found
Unless, uprooted too,
are those that stuck deep
those roots of self doubt
Come on, pull them out
Come on, pull them out
Come on, pull them out
Come on, pull them out
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5. |
Dismembered in December
01:49
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I’ll be dismembered in December
I’ve been chained between two horses
They’ve been pulling more and more
I’ll get put back together
When the weather fares a little better
Assembled piecemeal I’ll be whole
Summer breezes caught my hat while I was walking
slightly scoffing, my hands thrown in the air
Autumn breezes strip the trees and any chance of
shaded evenings, winter comes without a care
I was dismembered in December
I was pulled apart by horses
I was dragged along the shore
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6. |
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Your gaze
Sets me in a haze
All those long summer days,
Blue skies above
Rapturous,
the world spins around us
Rapturous
Blue skies above
We are captured
In this rapture
We are captured,
In blue skies above
Your gaze
Sets me in a haze
All those long summer days,
Blue skies above
Rapturous,
the world spins around us
Rapturous
Blue skies above
The shorebirds are at it now
They're collecting in their mouths
All those pieces of us
All washed up
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7. |
From Here On
03:25
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From here on, one day at a time
At a time where one day passes so quickly
Take one breath, speak one line
Here on out, from a clearing beyond the trees
Tread softly, and don’t disturb those who rest
Run quickly and catch the day
So quickly it goes
Turn yourself to keeping pace with the briskly moving game
Where has it gone? Vanished in the briar
So quickly it goes
So quickly goes the day as grass into hay into flames
Into night, bright lit skies
Into night, bright lit skies
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8. |
Pareidolia
05:52
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I’ve seen faces in places, they weren’t all bad
Two eyes, hanging lights, red then green
is all the signal you’ll need
The mouth of the river is calling to me
A cloud lent an ear as I sing on the breeze
Oh the places you’ll go, and the people you’ll meet
Hold tight, hold to life
Button down and buckle up
Don’t look down,
Quite a fright
Jet streams team around
All these faces in places, they weren’t all bad
All I know is that a nose isn’t far from where your fingers in a bowling ball go
Like you lobbed a lost head down the lane
A real weight off someone’s shoulders just the same
Hold tight, hold to life
Button down and buckle up
Don’t look down,
Quite a fright
Jet streams team around
I have seen some strange things in my life
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