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Young Fire
06:18
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You had me nailed in,
Destitute and failure-ridden.
We're just like careless creatures,
Patiently distant.
They've got us pegged onto the board,
Too drunk to aim,
Too selfish to keep score.
We become just like our ancestors.
We aspire to question, and
Piece it together.
The flightless bird carries no feathers,
And my integrity has been stripped
Of it's leathers.
I've lost my peace of mind,
I'm losing sleep,
So roll the silent curtain over me.
I know your place sits on hollow creek,
But there is no hope from where you seek.
You are without walls,
There are no trees,
And your foundation is as thin as your
House of leaves.
The flightless bird carries no feathers,
And my integrity has been stripped
Of it's leathers.
I've lost my peace of mind,
I'm losing sleep,
So roll the silent curtain over me.
Find Your Foxhole.
You can claw and bark
Through the earth at your feet,
But you will never reach
The contempt that you need.
To whom it may concern,
If he lays here today,
Pillars of white and blue
Shine by his face.
If he met his purpose,
The footsteps he chased
In hopes of perfection,
In saving his grace.
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Innate Bravery (We Are)
04:35
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Just a counseled verse and a half-hearted sermon
We are not the means to an end
Just a practiced excuse and an empty muse
We are not the means to an end
Head in the river, pale and thin
We keep to ourselves, strapped to the cars we were born in
Now half-underwater towards a baptism grave
It's not enough to say, "I wish I were brave."
So head on down, oh, head on down.
Tell me what you think about growing older
And how it's never going to change,
Hasn't the sun washed over you with a new face?
Build this bridge to the end, lead these steps with our names
I was so broken, oh, I've been where you've been
With nothing really left to show
I know, our wilted hearts will sing a new hymn
Sinners come from the earth, thieves come from the sun
We are not the means to an end
We are not the means to an end
Feet first, bewildering bleak
We weren't really destined for such pageantry
Body in, scalloped relent
We took advantage of immortal sin
Head on down, oh head on down
It's quite the crutch when we're begging for it now
Tell me what you think about growing older
And how it's never going to change,
Hasn't the sun washed over you with a new face?
Build this bridge to the end, lead these steps with our names
I was so broken, oh, I've been where you've been
With nothing really left to show
I know, our wilted hearts will sing a new hymn
Sinners come from the earth, thieves come from the sun
I need you, to need this more than I do
Speak to me with flesh un-sewn
For now I'll crawl inside your home
Beneath your bones to make a change, to take away everything
Just a counseled verse and a half-hearted sermon
We are not the means to an end
Just a practiced excuse and an empty muse
We are not the means to an end
Thieves come from the sun
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Bells
02:22
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Am I being honest,
Or did I sell myself too short?
I've imposed a fate
That God Himself couldn't lift.
There are no ringing bells.
There is no eulogy.
I can't be vague,
When this is far too personal for me.
I failed you.
Separate me from the dirt and the earth,
And at the bottom, we are both miles below.
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4. |
Ex-Life
05:12
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We are bitter, we are vain,
Redouble your effort
When you have forgotten your aim.
Forget our names,
So you can sleep the same.
Sleep the same.
Empty is the name we breathe,
So take a breath, invigorate me.
And by these faults are the lives we lead.
Empty is the name we seek.
Let us burn up, dear enemy.
Berate the sun and let us feel the allegory.
I'm not a saint, and these foxholes are all the same.
Can we find a place to hide?
Can we find a place to die?
Empty is the name we breathe,
So take a breath, invigorate me.
And by these faults are the lives we lead.
Empty is the name we seek.
Exercise my right to fall apart,
Or tighten the blindfold.
Grieve for our lost hopes,
'Cause we will never get them back.
Can we find a place to hide?
Can we find a place to die?
Empty is the name we breathe,
So take a breath, invigorate me.
And by these faults are the lives we lead.
Empty is the name we seek.
We see it, oh, we breathe it.
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5. |
House of Water
08:49
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I can't feel through the threads of the carpet.
Bare, stale thread.
She didn't even stop to think of him once,
Not even in the limelight he drew up.
I want to see through your eyes, perfect and white.
What is it that you're trying to find?
It is irrational, but I can bear the weight...
He trembles.
Give me a clean head,
I need to be aware for this.
Misty eyes, grey and tired.
I've tried, I've tried, I've...
I met you in a house of water.
No room to breathe, just a wall of silent seas
Too dense to speak, so keep your lungs clean.
Every part of me wants your imperfections,
The pressure in between our teeth.
I want to breathe your failures,
Abandon the sounds, let this go.
And, after all, at least our bodies will feed the trees.
When the water rushes, I will be released.
I met you in a house of water.
I breathed you in until I choked.
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