1. |
Balance
01:38
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BALANCE -
Past time
Past distance
A familiar place put into context
Past time
Past distance
I'll Take It
I'll take it all
There's always nowhere
there's always time
there's the constant ache and the fever pitch
with a destination waiting for you
Blend this in
A failing chance
To push this all away, and pass it on
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2. |
Paths for talking
01:53
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PATHS FOR TALKING -
I can't put this down, the pages turn
And lead me on
And pass the days
A driving force
A branching path to something more
Listen, a forming shape
Missing, a broken frame
This is what's left, this is the chance that we made
And it's never the same
Threads pass through in a lonely state
With fleeting grace I said to you
"Why is this dying" when we both knew
A closed conversation passed away
A failed expectation no place to stay
I expected this and breathed it in
Like a present hope and a welcome friend
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3. |
Lineweight
01:44
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LINEWEIGHT -
This won't be the last
And I can't say that that bothers me
Bring on the truth and the ending of everything
And pass it off, this weight holding me down
And I wanted to feel, tracking changes we can't see
Larger picture ignored, false dichotomies
Bending to break and the broken feelings
What can we say, there's nothing to see here
Fades away
Like smoke
Like that part of me
Carries on too long
As these routes change and we find our way
And the changes we chased are forgotten
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4. |
Kindling Prepared
01:20
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KINDLING PREPARED -
Passing the waves paces ahead
Kept from falling apart
Baseline dread
A need to leave
Makes it easier to breathe
And accept what is changing
Because there's no way around it
A new path of our making
Without making a sound
Let this all burn
Without making a sound
Let this all burn
Let this all burn
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CAPSIZED IN SHALLOW WATER -
Falling away with no voice left to say it
Falling again when all that had mattered led to a point where everything ended up shattered
A place I had glimpsed before
Not a moment of truth but something familiar
An open hand
A waiting friend
An open page to leave behind
A buried hope leads to something more
Past a faded sign down a broken road
And there's still darkness there
But the light gets in
I don't always see it, but I am aware
And that feels right we meet halfway
There's no other chance as day fades into night
I'm left with something to fall into
This is not the end
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