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the winter swells
02:02
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to rise in waves
as the sea
to well up
as a spring or as tears
the winter swells
and so do we
after the fall
before the evening
as the wind howls
softly breathing
the winter swells
and so do we
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2. |
mercy
03:26
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dreams of apocalypse
wine on your teeth and lips
blood pushing out fingertips
that grasp at your skin
cracked voices sing
a melody that burns and stings
scraped out of the lungs
and spat on the ground
and we're all breathing smoke
on some dubious hope
as the mind makes the world
in its own broken image
we can't lose our way
because being lost is the way
this agnostic prayer won't be heard
but still we say
oh have mercy
on these frail bodies
oh have mercy
on me
we can remember
in the rapture of hallucination
passing through these gates
as martyrs and apostates
this blood is real
even as we lose the strength to steal
the fire of the gods
we can't escape their chains
and all that remains
is a memory like tobacco stains
nostalgia for an age
that has not yet come to pass
the last beats of the heart
hollow out our broken veins
and all that is left
is this empty refrain
oh have mercy...
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3. |
the end of the road
03:45
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At the end of the road
I will see you again
With the sun on your face
And I will take your hand
i will show you
This place I have found
We will bask in endless summer days
Let the whole world fade away
Under the stars
Under the roar of crashing waves
Who knows what we will find
After all we've left behind
All things must end and begin again
It just takes a little faith
I know you're scared but i know you're brave
And if you give me a chance
I know I'll make your heart sing and dance
At the end of the road
Where nobody knows
This strangers face
I up and left my home
Found myself all alone
In this strange place
But what will come we cannot know
And so blindly we must go
With just a dream to chase
I can only hope
I will see you again
With the sun on your face
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4. |
the myth of sisyphus
02:27
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pushing stones
to the side of the road burning gasoline
i know it's a joke
but it's i spend my time these days
twisting dust
up in the air and into your mouth
it's nothing personal
i just do what i'm told these days
too clever by half
and all i can do is laugh
watch the stones now they're rolling back
imagine me
happy if you can
pushing stones
drawing lines in the parking lot
burning gasoline
watching the tide rise and recede
breathing smoke
in and out replacing nicotine
i know it's a joke
i get what i want but never what i need
and what a waste
did i leave a bad taste in your mouth
it's just the way
i escape when there's no way out
i just do what i'm told these days
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5. |
hold on
02:50
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exhale, slowly now
it's only clouds passing
in between you and the sun
all your pain and sorrow
will come and go
but the light is always there
so hold on
wait for a new day to come
until you awake
with the sun on your face
and all your troubles gone
when all your love is gathered up
somewhere in the air
it swells until it gets to heavy to bear
so call out if your angry now
as thunderclouds shed their tears
because that's the only way they ever disappear
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i don't mind
walking home in the rain
it's a long way to go
but i could use the time
to let my mind wander
and it's all downhill from here...
... after all these years
i used to live
in the distant future
i had glorious plans
but none of them
came to pass
mostly i'm tired
every god damned day
and it's hard to give a shit
and i did my best
to forget it
and it's always the same
it's old and familiar now
chasing a flame
that's already
gone out
it's all downhill from here...
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the winter swells Tofino, British Columbia
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