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lost in time
02:12
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Break your time
Into a million pieces
Soon you’ll find
You’ve lost a sense of where you were
Run away
To all your distractions
Soon you’ll find
They’re not what you thought
Define your truth
By what you’re always told
Soon you’ll find
You’ve lost your sense of worth
Oh your troubles
Felt in double time
Oh you’re in trouble
And falling behind
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winter
03:21
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The sculpture in the family room
A pivotal descent
When her reflection is in my eyes
It’s time well spent
The marble breaks and falls away
At half past eleven
Years of past memories
A dash in granite
Oh the sculpture’s shape
Now too delicate for my gaze
Gently rewind the hands, can you take us back?
I see the cracks, I see the cracks
Please take me, please take me back
I see the cracks, I see the cracks
The tree in our backyard
Tales of genealogy
The bark dries and falls away
As the leaves warn of solstice
Try to wrap us in a warm embrace
But the chill I can’t prevent
Oh the branches no longer sway
Now too weathered by the days
Gently rewind the hands, can you take us back?
I feel the cracks, I feel the cracks
Please take me, please take me back
I see the cracks, I see the cracks
(x2)
Oh I feel it
Oh I feel it
Oh I feel it
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3. |
glow
03:51
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I like the way orange
Bounces off the walls
Coating the plaster
In soft waves crashing with the songs
Streams of heat floating
And the air hanging lazily
Skin misted with anticipation
Making the world hazy
A breeze of October
Tucks around the curtains
Rests on our skin
Warmed by bourbon
The last drops of sun
Roll down the windowpane
Smell of red leaves
Like the blood in our veins
My body sways and falls
Shadows climb and crawl
Tastes of amber alcohol
And your hands erasing it all
I like the way Autumn
Is our curtain call
Wrapping our skin with soft light
So you pull me close
You’re conjuring my demons
And they’re here for the season
Don’t normally surrender
But you’re a good reason
A breeze of October
Tucks around the blanket
Dances on my skin
Warmed by bourbon
The last drops of light
Glitter in the rain
Smell of red leaves
Like the blood in our veins
My body sways and falls
Shadows climb and crawl
Tastes of amber alcohol
And your hands erasing it all
Oh my body sways
Oh my body sways
Oh my body sways
Ooo
Oh my body sways
Oh my body sways
Oh my body sways
Ooo
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4. |
bryce
04:00
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Paint the hues of my heart on the page
She’s frozen in one shade of gray
Time drags me through the days
As sheets off the calendar blow away
It’s a fool’s errand, chasing control
You wanna go, you’ll go
Vibrations from your footsteps slow
As I ask for a sign to show
Shuffle the furniture around the floor
I barely sleep, happiness is an eyesore
Want to feel your soft hands
Swallow the night when I miss your eyes
It’s a fool’s errand, chasing control
You wanna go, you’ll go
Vibrations from your footsteps slow
As I ask for a sign to show
Rose in the dark in places I didn’t know
Desperate for a Zion in my black hole
Ambivalence is a beautiful cold
A warm coffee with grief in my soul
It’s a fool’s errand, chasing control
You wanna go, you’ll go
Vibrations from your footsteps slow
As I ask for a sign to show
Feel like I’ve been erased
Where do I go now?
Found a flow in being alone
But where do I go now?
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optics
03:05
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Past selves reflected, cascading
Waves of heat from the hearth
Walked by this mirror many times
East from North
Felt the tug from somewhere
Foggy on the day of its start
My home’s social placebo
A bleeding heart
Past selves reflected, cascading
in an infinity mirror
Oh they’re infinite
My energy isn’t
Past selves reflected, cascading
Running down the glittering street
Same faces and conversations
They’re smothering me
Bridges wrap and trip me up
Like a tangled leash
We’re all cartographers of this place
Molt something new, watch you turn away
Past selves reflected, cascading
in an infinity mirror
Oh they’re infinite
My energy isn’t
Past selves reflected, cascading
in an infinity mirror
Oh they’re infinite
My energy isn’t, my energy isn’t
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6. |
the world (acoustic)
05:18
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I need a street vendor
To sell maps
So my lovers can see
Where my emotions are at
I was never good at directions
Or street names
Just good at hiding behind my eyes
And acting the same
I thought it was self-important
To lay them out like a picnic?
“I can do it myself”
Is my favorite blanket statement
*Poor, fragile attempts
Poorer at getting a grip
But I’ve grown a little bit
Stable repentance
Unsure if I’m getting the hang of this
But I’ve grown quite a bit*
I’ve asked and no one knows
What I’m talking about
“You’re not afraid they’ll find out
The longer they stick around?”
I guess it’s just me
And my congregation of self-doubts
When you get real close
I’m afraid you’re gonna sniff them out
But I’m getting there
With every appointment I make
They say I spend too much time
Mulling over my mistakes
*Poor, fragile attempts
Poorer at getting a grip
But I’ve grown a little bit
Stable repentance
Unsure if I’m getting the hang of this
But I’ve grown quite a bit*
The bottom of my face
Smiles apart from my eyes
A trait most people miss
But I analyze
Is it faking it
If my mask is something I despise?
It’s just a tool I use
To quietly slip by
But I promise I’d rather
Jump into your fights
Than go alone
Wrestling with mine
*Poor, fragile attempts
Poorer at getting a grip
But I’ve grown a little bit
Stable repentance
Unsure if I’m getting the hang of this
But I’ve grown quite a bit*
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