1. |
The Child
04:26
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speaking to a child
asking “what is wrong?”
and it takes a while
to write a new song
‘cause all the words that they’re saying
are ones you don’t wanna hear
but every instrument’s playing
the notes come that from your ears
listen to The Child
they’re playing with a friend
you recognize the smile
right before it ends
and then you see it unfolding
the space between disappears
and in the darkness that’s glowing
it all becomes so clear
so i will let myself be the way it goes
perfection dies in the brightness all alone
i'm happy to be alive
The Child’s waving goodbye
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2. |
Falling From You
03:20
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when the time does come
what you’re running from
in between the places you hide
everything you might
come to see in time
everything you needed to rhyme
whispered in the night
the way you feel
upon the wheel
it’s spins and spins the world is
its falling up
the sky above
is catching me
i can’t begin, to describe
i fade away
you make a way
a way to move into the
into the space
between the lines
between the lines i write my name
in the sky
i'm falling
if i could just go
where i cannot go
everything would be, be alright
if i could just leave
and return to see
everyone would know, what we know
when we say goodbye
the way it bends
it doesn’t end
the gravity it pulls me
it pulls me deep
into the stars
i fall apart
i fall away, into night
and in the day
i hear you say
the world will go on spinning
the world will go
on without me
but i can see
behind the scenes
there’s a light
i'm falling
from (for) you
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3. |
Between the Folds
02:59
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is it enough
to live inside the folded cuff?
it builds me up
an empty cup
the shards of glass will fill me up
until it’s done
the after image of a transfer on the ceiling
don’t come much closer or the thought’ll become feeling
the flower burning, burning, burning in the palm of your hand
i'm not so sure that
this world is yours
show me your worst fear
and i will make it reappear
i'll make it clear
shine like a star
so far away where we are
this beating heart
i hold the fate of every future in my memories
i'm overflowing with the distance of the many you know
between the folds
i'm not so sure that
this world is yours
i'm not so sure but
life will unfold
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4. |
Akasha
03:51
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in the morning i'll see you
waiting there for me
right before i wake up
deep inside a dream
in the evergreens
there is a white tree
and it shines for you
for me
for all of us
following the footsteps
of the white deer
until it brings me
to another mo(u)rning
of what we lost
death is just a small
price we have to pay
pay to make our way
make it up to heaven
towards Akasha
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5. |
Changing Shape
03:51
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is this a sin
to want to be the one who wins?
the light within
where i begin to
realize the spin
inside the rectangle you hid
the truth of it
the truth of it, you cannot win
comes and it’s going away
and it comes and it comes
and it’s going away
and now it turns to haunt you
shades of gold
the shape of love
the perfect theory
imperfectly drawn
this is the way
the way that nothings turns to say
"i am, today, i am the way to
to be betrayed
by what you thought would always stay
would stay the same
it doesn’t stay
it changes shape"
it changes shape
it always changes
shades of gold
the shape of love
the perfect theory
imperfectly drawn
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7. |
My Face is in Your Eyes
03:00
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spinning the rock
cannot stop
'round and 'round it does go
there is a lock
on the top
of the world
is there a key
you can see?
is it me?
is the secret forgetting
how to be
just to see
how it swirls?
my face is in your eyes
look to the stars
very far
very far from the feeling
where you are
door ajar
from the wind
you cannot win
shed your skin
shed it all
it won’t get you very far
let it spin
my face is in your eyes
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8. |
The Ghost is Gone
01:44
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inside the secret we see
what you would want me to be
what you would want me to be
is to be what you see
but you don’t like what you see
it isn’t something unique
it isn’t something unique
to not like what you see
give it up
the ghost is gone
let it be
a hall of mirrors and trees
the trees reflect everything
inside the tree there’s a silence
that changes the leaves
they change from you back to me
and then to you, now i see
i see that there is no key
that unlocks anything
there’s nothing left say
nothing left but the trees
give it up
the ghost just laughs
then it weeps
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9. |
Nothing Is What Asks
02:37
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beg the question
am i still living inside of
the only place i still love?
my own creation
this lovely elevator
it brings me up and down
in the middle
of fear and exaltation
is being something simple
like a riddle
that plays with and against it
around and back collapsing
all distinction
between the top and bottom
this building made of questions
now the answer
a counterweight of knowing
that Nothing is what asks
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10. |
A Story of the Truth
02:55
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i go between
the different worlds
i touch the corpse
i hold the court
between my hands
the grains of sand
the grains of sand
that you demand
will fall away
from night to day
i cannot say
i will not say
what i have seen
what this all means
is the first thing
that we will dream
that we will dream
that we will dream
(this fever dream)
what this all means
is up to you
using the words
to find a clue
look at the birds
they flock to you
they wait to see
what we will do
take a page
out of the book
it tells a story
of the truth
when there is more
than one of you
which one is for
or against you?
when you can’t see
who’s really me
then close your eyes
and say nothing
and wait for me (time)
to turn around
to turn the sky
into the ground
don’t make a sound
they’ll hear your voice
you cannot win
without a choice
without a choice
you cannot win
versus the void
versus yourself
from somewhere else
you recognize
and then divide
annihilate
your every cell
and from the water
comes the well
take a page
out of the book
it tells a story
of the truth
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11. |
Requiem
04:04
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clock is ticking in the hallway
echoes in and out of the harsh light
stretches the hallway
like the floor
footsteps follow and ricochet
up the stairs as time is standing still
i'm breaking away
like the shore
Golden Wind is blowing towards me
lifts me up and carries me away
stems of the flowers
from the grave
it’s the feeling that you’re not me
that you’ll find a way to make it home
truth strikes the hour
as music plays
dreaming, dreaming of a doorway
Heaven’s Door reflecting all that’s lost
and now i know this
this is it
walking, walking into new day
as the hands caress the minutes lost
but i don’t need them
Requiem
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just like you
i see the Doors of Heaven
waiting in The Promise
time comes true
i know that Nothing
is the moment before falling
back towards you
like a leaf
blowing by
like a leaf
blowing by
like a leaf
in the sky
i'm a leaf
say goodbye
my colors change
you stay the same
(i blow away into the now
i blow away
but you remain)
like a leaf
blowing by
like a leaf
blowing by
like a leaf
in the sky
i'm a leaf
say goodbye
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