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Brothers
05:03
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I met my wild eyed brother at the bottom of the well
he said "the truth's the greatest story, even if i never tell"
i told him "come out from your shelter, show your sharpened tongue and set them free"
he said "brother tell me how that you could ever be so vain to think the movement of your words could somehow leave a stain on the broken hearted people with no will to wash away their pain?"
then the shadow came, and in the air it hung
singing "the water that breaks your thirst is the same that fills your lungs"
so we took our new directions, one to see and one to sky
oh, what a strain to maintain moisture, in a world thats oh so dry
but i cant avert my focus, and even if i could oh why would i?
then the voices came, and they made the sweetest sound
singing "the fire that warms your home is the same that burns it down"
i met my tired eyed brother on the lonely mountainside
we watched the city come to ruins, and there emerged a great divide
and the wolves became the rulers, and the prey it tried to hide
and the truthful were the golden, but the truth had all but died
when he turned to me and asked me "is it worth it in the end to understand more than the others, but to live without a friend?"
but i was too weary to answer, so i took my thread and i set to mend my wounds
then father time came as if to say that thousands of years could pass you by in a single day
and i still dont know a thing
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Fight the Ocean
03:53
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fight the ocean in the morning
fight the fire when its cold
lord knows it hit me without warning
lord knows im scared of getting old
but the tragedy that ive been faced with
i still have nothing to regret
and all the glory my eyes have been graced with
i know i aint seen nothing yet
i see the moth flutter to the flame
not knowing what it is to be burned
and i cant help but to feel the same
funny how these tables turn
but the tragedy that ive been faced with
i still have nothing to regret
and all the glory my eyes have been graced with
i know i aint seen nothing yet
so it is, whatever it will be
but when i fight the ocean it comes fighting back at me
so it is, whatever it will be
when i fight the ocean
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The Gatekeeper
04:43
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to the gatekeeper:
move now or forever rest your head
i am westward bound
and my feet, they leave a wake of dread
to my long lost friend:
keep your head tilted towards the sky
and as i float above
i’ll be sure to look you in your eyes
to my fathers son:
keep your words few and far between
and if they’re worth your time
they will know what your silence means
where the garden and the stables meet, you will find me
when my shadow and reflection meet i will find peace
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Mild Men
04:06
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this land is your land, this land is my land
from california to the new york island
from the redwood forest to the gulf stream waters
this land, it was made for you and me
and i wont trifle with the likes of mild men along my way
who will die for nothing in the coming days
and when im ashes, i’ll let the light in
what are my mountains to a titan?
and earthly comforts, i will not seek them
just as the valley comforts the weakened
i wont trifle with the likes of mild men along my way
who will die for nothing in the coming days
and i wont break my bread with anyone who ushers in the age
of the faithless and decayed
discover me, discover what to fear
descending from the wild mountain clear
discover me reflected in your tears
hearing are the deaf who trespassed here
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a wise old man once said to me
"keep track of your blessings, whatever they may be"
and as the great blue whale dives down under me
i’m trying to find some solace at the surface of the sea
and he says,
“come and join us, where the demons are the lonely ones
where that angry sun will never break you down
because one day the world will change for us, and theres no time to hesitate
so just take the step and leave it all behind”
washed up on the shoreline i am thinking as i sit
that this old torn beach don’t need me half as much as i need it
so i rise to my feet and i whisper my goodbye
and when i dive into that water i’ve never felt more alive
so come and join us, where the demons are the lonely ones
where that angry sun will never break you down
because one day the world will change for us, and theres no time to hesitate
so just take the step and leave it all behind
me and josephine, we do just fine
and the thought of the world before this hasn’t crossed my mind since then
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The Vulture
05:03
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lets get married on the frozen pond
that i fell into when i was young
youre the city i was born inside
this brokenness we glorified
all i need is you
all i need is
i knew you were an animal
that my words could never tame
because you knew that lifes a pretty picture
in a broken birchwood frame
and you can keep my sanity
cause it means nothing in this age
and we are humble in our vanity
because a book with a thousand chapters must begin with a single page
all i need is you
all i need is
theres something about the light in this place
and the way the colors flash across your face
now im trapped inside this dream
but dont wake me up for anyone or anything
so ill cradle you in broken arms
and ill sing you my refrain
that all i need is you
and all i’ve seen is you
you’re all i’ve ever seen
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I Won't Bleed
04:34
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my sister said “take care of him, he knows not what to do”
oh i need you, but i need you to need me too
and what the doctor gave to me, it couldn’t ease my mind
what i needed was escape from the hands of time
but i wont bleed, and i wont die
no, as for me im alive
i don’t need no evidence to prove the truth i find
you can leave me if i ever fall behind
and if i don’t come home again then trust ive found my way
oh ill make it, know ill make it, if not today
but i wont bleed, and i wont die
no, as for me im alive
and i wont plead, and i wont sigh
no, i believe im alive
i wont turn like my namesake
but ill walk upon the water just the same
so twist my cross like saint peters
oh, to die like my beloved id be ashamed
if we don’t come home again and everything has changed
know the names that you once gave us, they still remain
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The Nightingale
06:17
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i leave my eyes to the blind
for the balance lost on the thinnest line
we pretend to know that everything goes in time
climbing hands, knotty pine
pray your blood will turn to wine
don’t let it be until everything around is fine
breathing in to the creaking of your spine
hey, i am looking for the bold to admit their yearning
for the breaking of the mold
and oh, in a city made of coal, why are your people burning?
cant they forget what they’ve been told?
i close my eyes to the blind
i know my blood’s gonna turn to wine
i wont let it be until everything i see is mine
breathing in until the breaking of my spine
brother, call my name, ill be bound to hear you
sister, keep my soul, your love makes them fear you
lover, call my name, ill be bound to hear you
sister heal my soul with your love
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Namesake Hartford, Connecticut
the leaf in the zephyr
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