1. |
Ahead Of Alex
05:43
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I am, oh yes I am careful.
But still got a sprain on the ankle.
Climb, high, it's steeper still.
Plant here for now.
Alex, oh yes Alex speaks up.
Done with cliche, oh the cling of.
Al-ways, ahead of class.
Plant here for now.
Close contact was enough for most.
Can't just ask for an invite.
Him and his friends just weren't too close.
Dazed, greetings, changing names.
It's too late to say it's unnatural,
To live and expect illusions, all,
We can do is wait by.
Ah, ah, oh how the landscape welcomes.
Ah ah, much more at home without the walls.
Can you hear it when it calls?
Oh yes it's over, it's over, it's all.
I am, oh yes I am patient.
Just sitting, grass, hate the pavement.
Climb, high, await the wind.
Plant here for now.
Alex, oh yes Alex opens eyes.
On a bus that's broke down inside,
Countless books help to pass the time.
Plant here for now.
Close contact was enough for most.
Can't just ask for an invite.
Him and his friends just weren't too close.
Dazed, greetings, changing names.
It's too late to say it's unnatural,
to live and expect illusions, all,
We can do is wait by.
But at times my stone-cold face reveals its cracking.
And at times I think I hear him call us back.
Well I drive at hallucinations thinking that could bring him home.
But if it took this much to change me, maybe it's well-deserved I'm left here all alone.
Come home, I'll treat you right.
It's too late, why could you never-
Please just one more supper, hun, tonight?
See that I'm living better.
All, dissipates into the air.
How could I've known, it's just not fair.
Alternate perspectives, no you didn't care,
Oh yes I did you were just too afraid to show me anything.
Upon my return I felt closeness long overdue.
Alex stayed out in Alaska living out the stories that he loved.
And his heart and pride had frozen, it led up to his head.
I read his final words, found scrawled inside that bus, they read,
"God bless us all, I've lived a happy life"
And if he says so then he did.
"I thank the Lord and say goodbye"
Is it too early, up to him.
Nothing judged and nothing tied.
We each find ways to crash the walls,
and to find our way outside, whenever our true nature calls
Ah, ah, oh how the landscape welcomes.
Ah ah, much more at home without the walls.
Can you hear it when it calls?
Oh yes it's over, it's over, it's all.
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2. |
Theatrical Exit
03:13
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Take all you need for the night.
But before you leave, promise you'll be alive.
Watch everything close oh but you're not the type.
Discern. You're not reckless, just avid, galvanized.
Return with the light.
Reversal of hate doesn't take you to love.
Your theatrical exit will just have to wait.
And you look so eager but I've had enough.
So voracious just a little too late.
Temperature died long ago,
The path that you walk is glazed icy and cold.
Alone with the gales telling you wear to go.
Don't slip, strong grip and hold.
Return with the light.
Reversal of hate doesn't take you to love.
Your theatrical exit will just have to wait.
And you look so eager but I've had enough.
So voracious just a little too late.
So hopeful,ungrateful why couldn't you wait for light.
The things you have hate for, a life that I've paid for,
Ignored and then left there to die.
But it's not so light anymore.
Each day my eyes see a little less heart.
A little less something great that they're beating for.
But how time flies, I may have to wade through endless snow.
And risk falling down to blistering cold.
But I had to catch it before it left.
I couldn't wait.
Reversal of hate doesn't take you to love.
Your theatrical exit will just have to wait.
But you look so eager and I have to love,
you're passion that keeps you awake.
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3. |
Frozen Moments
03:23
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Just listen to the pages turning,
Of the book that we're sewn into.
I still remember the day that you told me,
That you had nothing left to lose.
These pages are about all of those times,
When there's something we wish we could change.
You always wanted to write a last chapter,
But who knows how many books that'd take?
Woah
Who knows how many books that'd take?
Whatever feels right, I'll be fine.
I just hope that you will.
Ask the stars for their blessing.
Come back, if they say nothing to you.
And you wait for an answer.
It all builds up to the end but,
We'll never get to the end!
Let go
(Time)
Today the world spins a bit faster.
They say that it's impossible for,
A mere mouse to take down the lion.
So just sit around on the floor.
Tonight I need some rope and a golden crown.
Get ready to take the lion down.
Fight
Do you want to just sit around and die?
Make a choice for your life.
Just listen to the pages turning.
Calling out for someone to use their ink.
Wake up!
You're losing sight!
Whatever feels right.
Who do you want as a guide?
Your heart or fear?
The fear of your heart not being right.
Are you going to leave it beating against,
Your chest, holding back your life?
The lion will keep you company.
Time will catch up to you.
You can follow or lead it, it's what you choose.
Forget the lion/lying; trust your heart again.
Stay together until the chapter ends.
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4. |
Wind
04:57
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It's a memory or moment
Can you tell just by the taste?
A short but drawn-out scene
That faded painted sunset
Over all-pink darkened seas
I can change it in my dreams
It's of no use
I don't intend to
No, you never give the ocean the chance to take you
But that's what you do
The king will never ever wake us
from where we sleep forever more
And winds will never ever shake us
We'll just drift along, there's nothing left here for us
We've all got petty curses
Strong mouths but not intentions
To each his own, to each his own
Four men sit atop a cotton cloud
A train crashes into, brings them down
To each his own, to each his own
Who said it would be simple?
Let's erase the floor and see if we float
I bet we can but I bet we don't
It tastes a little more unknown
So bitter like a story ending oh
I can change it in my dreams
Can you, can you, can you hear me?
Underwater my voice seems to drift by
Don't leave, don't leave, don’t leave, just see
Trailing colors can flow like a smokescreen
A mouse gets trapped in a field
His eyes reflecting a maze
If I could fly I could feel
Your grasping onto myself
Each finger warm as it melds to me
The king will never ever wake us
(Yes I have left the wayside)
from where we sleep forever more
And winds will never ever shake us
We'll just drift along, there's nothing left here for us
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5. |
Colors Leave
04:01
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I hate to bother, ask for more,
But I run out quick it seems.
The slow return, the unknown force.
Getting tired of resisting.
If I close my eyes will you close yours?
Straddle silence with me.
The colors leave and head towards,
The tunnels end, we stay in place.
Listen to just the world you reach.
Find peace in taste of breath.
And let it go, allow the blood in you to flow.
The clouds will float on, the sky will clear again.
Just let it go.
Nothing much left here to do.
Notice the setting feels the same.
I'm much acquainted with this plot.
Contrast the sun with coming rain.
But is there joy in simple things?
Each year we watch the trees.
And are the smiles the blossoms bring,
Enough to satisfy critique?
If I close my eyes will you close yours?
Straddle silence with me.
The colors leave and head towards,
The tunnels end, we stay in place.
Oh how I, keep this up so long.
Sit calm and still, and fill my lungs.
Swallow thoughts, tip of my tongue.
The tunnels end, we stay in place.
Stay in place, oh oh.
We create the muses of the doors.
Draw me closer as they play.
Melody of strings and bows, oh-oh oh-oh.
The tones like sleeping, return home.
The sound of breath, release of rain.
Peace that's found in keeping warm.
I hate to bother, ask for more,
But I run out quick it seems.
The slow return, the unknown force.
Getting tired of resisting.
If I close my eyes will you close yours?
Straddle silence with me.
The colors leave and head towards
Listen to just the world you reach.
Find peace in taste of breath.
And let it go, allow the blood in you to flow.
The clouds will float on, the sky will clear again.
Just let it go.
If I close my eyes will you close yours?
Straddle silence with me.
The colors leave and head towards,
The tunnels end, we stay in place.
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6. |
To Lay On Burning Coals
04:03
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I lay on burning coals,
How long it takes to wake me.
I’m used to the heat these days.
Calloused back and the purple stains.
I keep a busy home,
How long it takes to wake me.
I’m used to the heat these days.
Calloused ears don’t hear anyway.
We pave a crowded road,
How long it takes to wake us.
We’re used to the cold these days,
Shiver hands in the constant rain.
My face is solid stone,
How long you take to wake me.
We’re used to the cold these days,
Shivered hearts don’t part anyway.
Raindrops fall slowly from our hands.
Like the clouds above but not so light.
Held tightly, still something sinks.
Do you feel, the dark as well?
I lay on burning coals.
Somehow I sleep, awake the callous underneath.
My face is solid stone.
How long you take to wake me.
I don’t know.
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Poor James leaves work a bit too late, eh, but all he misses,
Is sad Jane, sitting there in waiting, oh can he
Keep those promises oh that he makes? Then he enters
A savior or a snake? Can’t quite tell just by the looks.
Thick sideburns, otherwise a clean face.
John’s hazel eyes can carve most anything.
And Jane can’t sit still or look away.
Poor James leaves work a bit too late.
And as we do as the Romans do, can he
Sense the history forgotten here by flooded veins?
Carry out the colored stones; let’s fill with colors of our own. Can he?
A silver car pulls up to James on his way; the driver
Recalls more than a name, a subtle smile as she says oh:
“The night is cold, could you use some company? Relax and come ride home with me.”
James encounters Rachel on the way home.
“But isn’t is strange we chose tonight?” asks Jane to John
“And what if my love returns once more and all of this feels wrong?”
“Oh why do you only tell me this after all we’ve already done?”
says John before he sleeps, Jane still staring at the clock.
What have I done?
What have you done?
And as we do as the Romans do, can he
Sense the history forgotten here by flooded veins?
Carry out the colored stones; let’s fill with colors of our own. Can he?
Someone stands outside their door that dusk.
His forehead pressing against the wood; doesn’t tamper with the lock.
Cause there’s no need to see what one can sense and further dream.
Poor James leaves work a bit too late.
What have I done?
What have you done?
And as we do as the Romans do, can he
Sense the history forgotten here by flooded veins?
Carry out the colored stones; let’s fill with colors of our own. Can he?
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8. |
The Sky Sings
03:55
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Sweetie, you gotta be, gotta be the one from the moon.
Oh but why do you have to leave so soon?
Honey, the sky could hold us here and sing if you do.
Oh so why do you have to leave so soon?
Keeping up with heart and patience, the reading tells,
The constant pounding just beneath.
Not much we can do to save them, but I digress,
Stab a needle in the chest, lest it will break away.
Birds flying high, you know how I feel.
Sun shining in the sky.
Breeze drifting by, you know how I feel.
It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, for me.
Sweetie, you gotta be, gotta be the one from the moon.
Oh but why do you have to leave so soon?
Honey, the sky could hold us here and sing if you do.
Oh so why do you have to leave so soon?
And it’s strange how memories can play and play and still hold up so well.
One would think they’d rot away, no.
But the sun can’t chase the moon just as one cannot chase their self.
How long will the sun revolve?
Dry air circulates in dampened lungs.
Pulled up onto shore by another who’d been swimming oceans,
Just to find distraction from the world,
To get caught up in the tides; trusting current, light, and time to keep warm.
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9. |
Shattered Rocks
05:44
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I can't hear the walls
Much less the ocean
Our heart and soul
Were sent far away
Cold and controlled
Sleep in the morning
It's always so cold
Invite you to fill the ears
So long, you left your home for mine
And so fast, we drove to see the sun
Set before the night
Could come and keep us up
We'll search for stones and shattered rocks
Then make designs in sand before they wash
So long, you left your home for mine
And so fast, we drove to see the sun
Set before the night
It's not just the want you have to wait for
You can take her away, but you can't break me
You've still got a lot you have to pay for
You can take her away, but you can't take me
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Just try this once, it wouldn't kill you just to try
Seems the seasons rot away, when we linger on the line
This birdie says he saw you running home
You can tell us anything, we wanna know
This forest grows by hard emotion
The animals pent up just so their minds
Would melt when all else frozen
Keeps the rest from leaving you behind
The winter steals my feathers just to spite
Me for caring for them so much more than I
Would ever force my beak to wash their eyes
As they get dirtied up and clouded
They seem a little more like mine
No gale or wind could ever take our song
Cause the weight of just the words to us, keeps it on solid ground
This birdie says he found a river not far along
Somehow it's always flowing, never dry nor frozen into the ocean
So let's follow it, you never know
Maybe nature guides us to move through change just so we grow
And I left from the past, just to remember you, just to
This forest grows by hard emotion
The animals pent up just so their minds
Would melt when all else frozen
Keeps the rest from leaving you behind
The winter steals my feathers just to spite
Me for caring for them so, much more than I
Would ever force my beak to wash their eyes
As they get dirtied up and clouded
They seem a little more like mine
Just to remember you
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11. |
Pine and Cedar
06:11
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12. |
Nothing
05:36
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Request an Audience
Trenton Eliopoulos and friends
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