1. |
To Know the Winter
01:02
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Don’t come to me when the night is cold
Hands that grip are all I know
Peel back the blinds and see
We’re all alone up here
I guess we have a right to know
The prayer for rain:
The endgame known
Stretch your legs, see the sign
Not to yield from taunting heights
Rooftop linger, swan dive
Dawning day, we’re alive
The night calls for rain
We falter again.
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2. |
Climb the Rope
01:32
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I saw a roof caved in on the county line
I caught a heart breaking in the funeral line
I saw the way she looked at me tonight
As the wind pulled the wires tight
No love is going to mend us
No gun is going to miss us
There’s no work for the coping dead
All these fevers raise the dread
We live inside the dream
Decadent and blue
Stealing youth
Like bleeding dry for feeling
Climbing ropes to see
The city crumble true
No love is going to mend us
No gun is going to miss us
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3. |
Forlorn Soil
00:36
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For every broken window
And all the blown out walls
For every alley orphan
Where the dead weeds grow:
We learn to live on forlorn soil
In and out of the clinics
In and out of the void
I never knew your name
And you’ll never know mine
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4. |
Fistful of Flowers
01:47
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I brought a fistful of flowers
To toss on a titan’s grave
Didn’t see my tangled eyes
Under the lids on the face
So I turned and walked off
Someday we’ll be home (no)
To know the grace of rest
And when the working day is done
To dance on passed on lands
To swim the rolling waves
To come to grips at last
With the wars we waged
We fear the weight of envy
In how they break your hands
And all they didn’t give
But took from you in the end
It’s what you learn when you’re stranded in the dark
We’re already fucking dead
Pick your poison, it matters not
We’re already fucking gone.
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5. |
Web of Bliss
01:00
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All this time to come to this
Believe it now, can’t you see?
Crumbs and chaos stoke the flame
War awaits the crown
I only wanted you to hold the weight
I only wanted us to walk away
I know you and you know me
We’re tangled in a web of bliss
Pulling ink from old words said
It goes like this:
These are the streets that we loved
These are the lines we learned to cross
Take a look and tell me what you find
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6. |
Beat Me Blind
01:14
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Beat my blind with testaments
To days that never came
With raving dead epiphanies
Limp to how we say
“there’s always tomorrow to foam less at the mouth there’s always tomorrow to listen for the sound”
I want out and I want it now
There’s no home in this world
I want out and I want it now
North crawl, lights out
It’s such a pity how we lay low
I want out and I want it now
North crawl, lights out
Tossing in the barrel all that you once knew
The better angels of ourselves.
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7. |
Siren Song
01:42
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Headlines and tabloids read
Saint’s pluck the sinning eyes
Then turn their heads to shame
On what they could not see
Siren song, I’ll tap along
Let the blame hang off my lips
Nod your head and cry your eyes blind again
Soften up the pretty blues
So long, farewell you
My demise is mine
A cold necessity
Ill pull the door from its hinge to see a man doubt
Or ill just suck it up, kid
Pull the words from the page and see myself out
I sold what’s left of my soul to find
There’s nothing where my mind resides
I sold my soul
The light withholds
There’s nothing left.
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8. |
Seasonal Fires
00:39
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9. |
Love Canal
01:34
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Bury your sentiments where romantics die
Wrapped in rags, all alone
Pushing cart with crooked bone
Hollow stares in a streetlight tag
Walking down the gutter’s lag
(he’s not going to make it)
When the moment holds still
Growing ugly at the seams
Like bodies on the black canal
In this nod-off nightmare scheme
Toss a nod, read the sign
Flip a coin, walk the line
I could leave it all behind on the end of the gun
But ill write the proof to find
No one makes it out alive
Traffic lights, corner brawl
Weary stand to lose it all
Clutching signs to ward off the shakes
In a gambler’s game, the loser takes all
Death walks close at dawn’s first trace
And hell awaits all of those who crawl
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10. |
Can't Seem to Find
01:46
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pace the room, think it over
“leave the blues at bay”
tie my hands in dry rot knots
strike a match, cement my feet
I can’t stand to leave me alone
it's such a pity, the way we go
soaked our shoes in gasoline
awaiting trains inside our heads
I can’t stand to leave me alone
it comes for you, it comes for me
like a bag blown across the street
used up on a branch outstretched
we all fucking hang for this
I just can’t seem to find
I just can’t seem to find
I just can’t seem to find….
the words
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