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Estuary
03:16
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Crush in the blue of midaugust
we keep these axles on the grind
We scan from station to station to station to station...
and we take our time… just take our time.
Decades of static survival
dry hills and windmills in a line
This highway stretches forever
so take your time… Just take your time.
If you’re out there,
I will cover my face in flames.
and, etched in reverse,
this plate will detail
the day we elided our names
And Oh, I’ll be the presence in your estuary
strike for the kill when the battle begins
And Oh, whatever paperwork is necessary
strike for the kill when the battle begins
I've slept out under fig tree
I’ve pulled a blossom from the vine
I’ve heard the crack of the lightning
And I take my time… yes I take my time.
If you’re out there,
I will cover my face in flames.
and, etched in reverse,
this plate will detail
the day we elided our names
And Oh, I’ll be the presence in your estuary
strike for the kill when the battle begins
And Oh, whatever paperwork is necessary
strike for the kill when the battle begins
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Somewhere beyond the empty hours… I feel it
Where color fades to bending light
When all the silent rhythms of the evening come to life
Give me a sign if you’re out there
I’d burn the negative to speak your name
Give me a sign if you’re out there
Speak if you're out there...
Out there...
In endless fields of tempered brass and satin
Out there…
bathed in the glow of amber light
Out there…
we move in secret ceremonies
beyond this life
Give me a sign if you’re out there
I’d burn the negative to speak your name
Give me a sign if you’re out there
Speak if you’re out there...
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Praying For Winter
04:14
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Fire… every photo that you leave behind
well it burns like a neon light
Drive… desert chrome is all you need to survive
For this life on the borderline
When you you just can’t hold it in, hold it back, hold it down
& You fall away from everything and everyone in every town
I know you’re looking for something
I know you’re waiting for the night to come
It’s like you’re praying for winter
Cold to the touch, you’re the only one
Ghost... every whisper, every word you speak…
to the dawn, will it fade away?
And this fate, overflowing pages of florid lines...
but you can’t find the words to explain, no.
When you you just can’t hold it in, hold it back, hold it down
& You fall away from everything and everyone in every town
I know you’re looking for something
I know you’re waiting for the night to come
It’s like you’re praying for winter
Cold to the touch, you’re the only one
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Pearls
03:05
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I was a ghost
A Double exposure
At the edge of the frame
And every word was erased for the sake of the trades
Only a touch
Only a witness
Only an army of eyes
Only a slow quarter turn in the glow of the arclight
I lived the dream of a lost youth
I lived the dream of a lost youth
I lived a life tearing off pearls
I lived a life burning in frames
With each and every close of the shutter
I leave it all behind me
deep in the heat of the night
I savor this pain
I lived a life tearing off pearls
I lived a life burning in frames
Trust…
every desire
in the flavor of skin
In the cold silver light, I can feel it begin.
With every turn,
every direction
We bring a desert to life
And every word a mirage in the hush of the moonlight
I lived the dream of a lost youth
I lived the dream of a lost youth
I lived a life tearing off pearls
I lived a life burning in frames
With each and every close of the shutter
I leave it all behind me
deep in the heat of the night
I savor this pain
I lived a life tearing off pearls
I lived a life burning in frames
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Lowercase V
03:53
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Turn up the lights
Adjust the aperture
I’m ready
I was adrift for days
I was a wanderer
But if I return, will the air still rise?
If I reach for it one more time?
Feel it all rushing back like a dream
These seconds burn to the edge of the scene
Hit like the break in the waterfall
Lowercase v
Hit like the light to the celluloid
Lowercase v
my finest hours
trimmed off and cast aside
in echoes
This languid pause,
The inhale before the lines.
If these moments fall to the wind, to the flames...
If we’re left with nothing but titles and names…
Feel it all rushing back like a dream
These seconds burn at the edge of the scene
Hit like the break in the waterfall
Lowercase v
Hit like the light to the celluloid
Lowercase v
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