1. |
Skin
03:10
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Keep treading
The unknown underneath
Deep
Dreading both the tongue and the teeth
I'll let you go
You'll let me go
We'll let it go
We're letting go
We've learned things
Are seldom as they seem
In the ashes of the burned things
I lay me down to dream
Skin, sinew
And a halo of gold
None win,
You were too shaky to hold
I'll let you go
You'll let me go
We'll let it go
We're letting go
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2. |
After Dark
01:18
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When I come home after dark
Be a dear and leave the light on
Like a beacon
Or a mark
Or a sign
Of the things we've set our sights on
Just sit and wonder
You'll never know
How you'll go under
Or when you'll finally go
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3. |
Better Late Than Never
02:58
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Take
Rule every dark night
In another trance, I'm blind
Wake
Still in the spotlight
Take another glance behind
To seek out that one pure thing
That won't let me down
That won't leave me wanting the wrong things
Brake
High on the hillside
On that evening that we dared
Aching
Watching the snow glide
Take another trip nowhere
To reach out for something
That won't bring me down
That won't leave me haunting the hillside
When they asked you as if you should know
And you laughed, shook you head, and said well she won't go
When the black's got my love seeing red
I can still hear your voice and just the way you said
Oh, why d'you take it so hard?
You're bringing the sadness on by yourself
And you never could simply leave it alone
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4. |
Trapped on the Ground
03:29
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He'd watch fields as they'd sink and sway like an ocean
Living things in perpetual graceful motion
And it would make him see
There was only one way to be
Sinners are never free
And he grew still
Counting beads with a penitent, blind devotion
Holding tight to each long-outgrown, hateful notion
He wanted recompense
For the places he never went
And all the time he spent
Trapped on the ground
It's ending
But nothing is mending
Such a grudge
It's better to be right
The highest judge
Is there to be jealous, not to love
Feathered things that could fly and sing were a passion
Knew their names and their colours, too—
Knew their fashions
And it would make him see
There was only one way to be
Only so much to see
Trapped on the ground
Make way for magic!
Make way for objective mystery!
Make way for love!
Make way for internal drives!
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5. |
Longest Night
03:14
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Never did we stop to tell or to recall
Never did we pause and never did we stall
Never did we see the writing on the wall
Then the fall brought me so low
That was the longest night that I ever have known
How did I not see that and know we were out of control?
Why was I not ruined enough that it somehow would show?
And you won't let me go
Never could I say "I've had about enough"
It took all my will just to get through the day
Plus you said that you would never get rough
Never could I hold my head up and stay tough
So I bluff and you see through
Still, you can't stand to not have the old pull over me
So you'd hurt yourself when I beg you to let me be
I sometimes let go and I drift off and dream of a day
I won't want you to stay
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6. |
Little Birds
02:35
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It was summer of that year
When they first started to appear
Seeing faces everywhere
Turning away from my own stare
Stay
To delay
Delay
Go, get away
Away
It was winter at the time
You'd be turning on a dime
Shuffling spectres of the past
Chilled by the shadows that they'd cast
I fall behind
When I just can't grieve
Then I find that I'm someone
I don't care to believe
Dare to believe!
It was later in the day
Leaving; wash my sins away
Little birds with broken wings
The nightingale that never sings
Stay
To delay
Delay
Go, get away
Away
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Brenna Lowrie
Multi-instrumentalist / singer-songwriter / producer of sad / psychedelic songs
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