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To Carry You
05:27
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Whats a man to do?
Who am I to carry you?
My hands are tied
I resign
Somewhere North of here
Sweet collider
This vessel is calling
To where I reside
Do you fallen roses know my name?
Eking through the forest you and I burst into flames
Feels like I'm turning into somebody strange
Or maybe its you
Whose gonna meet me half way
Whats a man to say?
Except the look on his face?
Or the splash of his anchor
The time he gave?
Only truth betrays
Apologies tremble
What love endures?
What skin decays?
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2. |
Lover After
05:22
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Just skipping stones off your body
I will be the bolted door to your side
The moon will labour across the sky
Night after night after night
Well better the fool you love
We're covered in ticks are tar
Just skipping stones off your body
Night after night after night
Who will be your lover after
Time falls into chords or laughter
Search laughter
Forever comes around pretty fast it seems
A locked door weighs more than one should carry
I was just skipping these stones off your body
Well better that fool you love
We're rusting
We're flaking away
Everything just falls out of place
Your singlehandedly erasing great poetry
Like a lighthouse in a field near a lake
Who will be your lover after
Time falls into chords or laughter
Search laughter
Forever comes around pretty fast it seems
A locked door weighs more than one should carry
I was just skipping these stones off your body
Well better that fool you love
Better that fool you love
God damn that fool you love
I've no right to judge that fool you love
Better that fool you love
Better that fool
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3. |
Stanton Park
06:12
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Stanton park used to feel like home
I was young when we moved there
Grew up with it outside my window
I used to go on long walks round the meadows and lake
I'd get back my Dad would call me Tom Cat say "where you been?"
And I would just scurry away
But I'd go on long walks in the Summer
A great hawk would eat fish from the water
Travelling in from warmer climbs
To leave when the Autumn arrived
And all that I knew was my kingdom
Every step was my claim
I learned the taste of freedom
And I carved my heart in the fog
Dethawed to the freeze of the lake
And consequence was a word
I was young when I was sewn
Sixteen when love first filled my soul
Five doors down a five minute walk
The only two kids in the park
Stanton you're all covered in snow
The last time we met is the last time you froze
Over the lake to a blanket unknown
Our feet past the edge of the park
And all that I knew was my kingdom
Every touch was my claim
I learned the taste of freedom
And I carved my heart in her fog
Dethawed as I froze it there to her name
And consequence was her word
I was young when I was sewn
Spent those years on a boat with my girl
We found love in the ebb and flow of the tiniest movements in every note that we
I was young when I was sewn
Eyes unblinking
Minds unclothed
Slipstreams inamorata tone
All under wildflowers I was offered flesh
In tombs unfilling
Vessel bleeding vessel filling
Every second every hour
All the love our hearts devour
I was young when I was sewn
I spent those years on a boat with my girl
We found love in the ebb and flow of the tiniest movement in every note that we heard
And all I knew was my kingdom
Every step was my claim
I learned the taste of freedom
And I carve my heart in her fog
Dethaw to the freeze of the Cut
And the home that we made
And consequence was a word
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4. |
The Sky Exhaled
06:25
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Even the sky exhaled
Ruffling Wisteria
Reeving those routes streets tailored
Through the valley yawns a ballet
I too long to tether
Warden of my feather
In your syrupy sky
In the wild of a Calf's eye
Oil of a Bird
What windows to these fine curtains
Could fire these same curtains draw
In Calf marble eye fire
This curtain my saviour
Pours in your syrup
Like the edge of a table
Even the sky
I'll be leave you box room baby
Carry my heart to the storm
Candles dance in grey and black
Lick whiter the wall
In my bleaching wings that shiver
Carob husk and soul deliver
Fibre from fibre claw
In set your step right there in front of the mall
And the cattle will caw
The sky will drop like a moment begun
And the cattle will caw
The sky will drop like a moment begun
Room upon room by aching breast
Beds made unmade in the sweat I laid over them
What windows to these fine curtains
Could fire these same curtains draw
In Calf marble eye fire
This curtain my saviour
Pours in your syrup
Like the edge of a table
Even the sky exhaled
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5. |
Vivid Love
05:08
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To a gossamer rose
I will as vivid as you are
Let this flow be as vivid as you are
My gossamer rose
Rings a gossamer bell
Though dulcimers as well
In every birds wing then and now
The wind that churns the turning mill
The soil singed could reach me out
Climbing will in blacks and greens
If only for to taste the wine
My gossamer rose
To a gossamer rose
In your eye
It's in the courting of her eye
The cards that pass from hand to hand
In wily steps on winters shore
Supermarkets
Bedroom floors
Does Summer pressing on my mind
If only for to me remind
In rattles at the cellar doors
I want you
Come find me naked
I'm only heavy in the chest below
A gossamer rose
In your eye
If only for to vivid love
Caught for time
If only for to vivid love
Bones are chalk
If only for to vivid walk
Score the road
If only for to vivid know
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6. |
Shannon, over Pages
07:05
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You look me in the eye you look me in
You look me in the eye you look me in
The same way every time
The ways the same
The same way every time
The ways the same
Shannon you're gonna pour over the pages
Drag heels upon the crops that dust pushes up to the sky
A ceiling of lightning buzz
In the colour of spring
I know how ideas sublime in the static of living one breath at a time
Colour our hearts in watchful eye
In the colour of spring was the colour of time
Painted in magazines and paper headlines
Your frequency shivers these states of mine
And boundaries like your skin implies in the colour of spring
You look me in the eye you look me in
You look me in the eye you look me in
The same way every time
The ways the same
The same way every time
The ways the same
This is a swan dive
This is a swan dive
In the colour of spring
I've got that feeling we trace the edges of love
I been pricking my heels on the crops that the dust pushes up
In the colour of spring
Run with the pages Garmen you're gonna pour away
Heels upon the ledge of all the steps you take
To a ceiling of lightning does this dream break
Shannon you're gonna pour over the pages
Drag heels upon the crops that dust pushes up to the sky
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The rains came pink and they came white
Ringing chords I'd heard before
In the colours of an Oyster shell
Rapidly on me the night fell
I never got that call
But time will put me on your pedestal
I have felt your pulse in my arm
The night you fell asleep in my heart
Love will give
Love will burn
Love will tide over the wounds we learn
One day love, love will get its turn
Love will be the last thing I know
Gonna see my children just before I go
Held up for that last note
Carry my heart wherever they go
I wear these clothes
So I forget I'm your animal
No one knows where I will go
For that which can't be read
The more I learn I love you the more's left unsaid
Carry on
Carry me
Soon we'll know Everything
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