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About the Future
05:24
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the worst is yet to come on the coldest night
a homeless drift across the earth
for the better part of a century has come and gone
the horizon twists it begins to spin
you surrender everything to rust
and in the ashes, in the tawny dust
you would talk about the future for the first time
facing to the ether the future asks
'how do i go forward, unchanged?
when it's clear the mountain's rumbling,
somehow i'm unafraid'
under shale and sandstone
they'll find no trace of the migrant camps
when the silence comes
for a thousand years, or more
so drink up my friends
smile on yr gods
i think i'll do it now
we carve out our marks with precision
and the red becomes the ink of consciousness
and we'll find each other
wading in the seas of grass,
sleeping under poppy flowers,
in the trenches of the clearcut forest blocks
and we'll find each other
in the northern cemeteries
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2. |
Wave / Crow
03:41
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what the world needs now is likely another song about home
something steady from in between the call, and the crash
of the wave, and the crow, and the swainson’s thrush
but this one comes from the cluttered hives of the city
from the tunnels too distracted to hear a plea of isolation
a human voice on a crowded bus
we’ve been stretched out on the rounded frame of a country
i hear the stories of yr family as we headed north
on a greyhound in the the dark
and we’re with you now as the lines go taut
and i’m back there now, drawn out
and we’re with you now in the intervals of silence
eleven times the distance
in the call and the crash
of the wave, and the crow, and the swainson’s thrush
when so much goes unspoken, in between
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3. |
Called Grace
03:51
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chasing for grace
a question with clouds of its own
you find something else to talk about
because the colour in my cheeks is selling me out
gentle and fast
honest and strong
i was running for her but i couldn't keep pace
and you, you stand, you stand so tall
left still, still singin yr slow sad songs
just tryna measure up
you couldn't replace the things that i took from you
the awareness of truth
left a pit in my stomach for days and days on a getaway train
now i'm down on my knees
and tho it doesn't look good on you
you seem to kind of like it
yah maybe she escapes you, too?
you, you stand so tall
left still singin yr slow, sad songs
just tryna measure up
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4. |
Hyacinths
04:32
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come the harbinger of bad weather, come a message at 10:15
i scan the static and check the map another hundred times
but it’s undeniable, what’s imminent
come a darkening horizon, come steady rain
we’re losing daylight, but it’s so obvious
i see yr lighthouse grin
there was no distance too unthinkable
we are reckless: you and i, we’re the same
come the winter, what you’ve forged is unbreakable
and come the troubles of yr own
i will not forget it
on the weekend, our friends come in from out of town
we're arguing about the old band
smokin downtown
little lanterns in the dark
but 5am finds you outside my door, talkin non-stop
we steal hyacinths from the gardens of my neighbors
and we drown the clock
there was no distance too unthinkable
we are reckless: you and i, we’re the same
now come the great lengths between us, come the winter,
and come the violence of change
i will not forget it
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5. |
In Dreams
03:13
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in dreams again last night, i walked with yr old love
the stones and notes she cast down
jagged, and tinged with blood
the colours of them dark and blue, and changed to green
decide to go on living, or wait and see
in dreams again last night like always, watching me
in the tune in the notes, in the colours where it’s risky to be
you know i think about you, snowy owl in hemlock tree
or there disaster living, at the bottom of the sea
dead set to go on livin, or wait and see
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6. |
Depths of Black
03:35
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between the minutes out of context,
the city bares her naked skin,
casts a spark against the quiet of the early night
atmosphere is paper thin
me, i’m fumbling with the bad news
courage always comes up short
i can twist the sadness into fury like i always do
meld what i had, and what i want, with what you'll lose again
winter pulled every string she could for me
she fought off the wolves, held back the clocks while they de-iced the plane
recurrent tragedy, the things that i can never say
but i tried my best to hold it gently
to keep yr secrets safe
and now it seems that i won’t get to tend the rabbits
meld what i want, and what is gone, with what you never really had
but i tried my best to hold it gently
to keep the secrets safe
but now it seems that i won’t get to tend the rabbits
the foghorn laughs, the depths of black, it takes you back, and so it goes
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7. |
The Every River Song
02:36
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the sangan river runs the borders of my home
on the day i met my true love
it chilled me to the bone
the sangan river runs the borders of my home
washed away my worries
staid a shaken soul
on the day they come for me, will i fold?
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8. |
Rage On, Apolitical
03:27
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we're all goin on a summer vacation
you can bring yr brother, or the other, or the ashes of another try
you can bring the pretty girls too
you don't have to worry if you wanna fade into the background
you don't have to worry if you never have that much to say
you won't have to worry if the bills get paid, if the ends go unmet
we’ve thought of everything
you won't have to practice yr yes sir... no sir... yes sir... no sir... no
somewhere buried underneath the sands of july
we were something that felt like free
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9. |
Loose to the World
06:00
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loose to the world,
the pigeons lively on the skyline, between the spires of glass,
let nothing decorate the city from our time
last year’s change is being crowded out just the same as the rest of us
gone the colours, gone the icons
it’s so strange
loose to the world,
and unbound to what i saw i was before
loose to the world, forever dreaming of my crooked shelter in the north
pretending i was elsewhere, and occupied
in the park at night, i calm my own storm
loose to the world
let no one suffer the script of another time
just a couple of kids
gettin free from the tired pages of the storyline
but you were forthright
with yr song for the summer, under the park light
you said ‘i’ll be the shelter, if you’ll be the builder’
so i strike the nail
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