1. |
Faith
07:04
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How a faith becomes profound
A lake lifts from the ground
Find the demon and dove both share
In the evening you dress with care
Now the desert breaks you down
And from the sweat and drought
Comes the feeling you’re not quite there
Kiss the god of salt and air
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What it eats and what it shows
What progresses and what can pose
Just like a ghost in ghost-like clothes
The eager monsters fear their souls
Will come forth naked and all alone
Will come forth crying and tell the whole
Of their starvation
Of love not shown
Of ghosts created
And turned to gold
That’s how we live
Between pain and hopelessness
But if our monsters could hold our souls
They might tell of love, of holes
That we all carry
That we are reflected in
Imperfection never leaves
And the pain you feel you’ll always feel a bit
But in the moment
Of knowing what we’ve known
Of seeing every ghost
And giving it a home
We just might grow
We just might grow
We just might grow
We just might grow
We just might grow
We just might grow
We just might grow
We just might grow
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2. |
Pattern Doubt
03:32
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Show me how you relax
Or rather, tell me how’d you’d live
If you could live like that
I’ll show how I get mad
Or rather, how I judge the world
and how a pattern doubts
When it’s patterned out
It would be good to break,
to take another way
But I’m afraid
I might not have made
A quilt worth living in
If we could make it like that
You stitch a thing, I’ll resist
And then I’ll stitch it back
I could help you relax
Or rather, live with you
If you could live like that
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3. |
(un)knowing
04:09
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Knowing’s led to what I know
It comes and then it goes
Unknowing’s what I’ve grown
Arguments aside
It’s just a life
Dusk gives way to night
Then holds the light
Felt a pain and let it last
Let it grow with goodness and
Future present,
Future passed
By the fields of cloud and bone
Calcified, laid out like a home
Phantom limb
Phantom cornerstone
Watch the way it shakes
This knowing mind
Do you build with higher stakes?
Or let it lie?
Felt a pain and let it last
Let it grow with goodness and
Future, present,
Future, past.
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The slower motions of decay
This human speed accelerates
I dream of breathing, broken things
I wake up on the verge of hearing
Fields of clouds and angels ringing bells
And stretching out their wings
Oh, give me all your perfect things
Your weightlessness and pure belief
Oh God and Mary, Jesus Christ
Won’t bless me for my every vice
I’ll be redeemed in shame and grief
In knowing I may not find peace
I rub my eyes and hear my partner’s breath
Forget these lonely depths
Forget the perfect and performed
Just listen to this love unknown
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4. |
Meditations
06:42
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(improvised)
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Quite the context and the cause
Quite the openness to loss
Quite the question to the law
Violence, progress, and garage
Science, God, and alcohol
Hold the contradiction strong
Listen mostly, talking some
Silence, grief, and feeling won
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I wanna be around and live it
I wanna be around and live it
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I wanna be around and live it
I wanna be around and live it
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5. |
Root and Crown
02:52
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Every record needs a thesis, needs a crisis, or campaign
All my feelings need a reason, need a righteousness or blame
What if living wasn't of the mind?
The root and crown don't doubt the winter time
Underground the dark and cooling earth embraces what can sink
Into itself and fall for miles into a timeless darkening
And from the depths will come the brightest fire
The center, surface, and the sun aligned
I am not a living crisis but I'm learning how to breath
How to feel and how to tell my friends and family what I need
I know the music of the winter time
But to the spring I give my love and life
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6. |
Lark
11:43
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Always raining. A great thing to be alive. A great thirst brought us to our knees; brought us the lark, the dog, and the night.
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You were made dumb and so you listened
I was made dumb and learned to speak
Now I feel it
This coming silence
Greatness only in witness
Greatness only in witness
The voice is just that
Moving from the lark to lower gut
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I am conflicted. Learning if dreams are like news, what is inflicted isn’t the visible bruise. Love as a symbol; lark as a time in life.
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7. |
Magicians
10:09
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I’m born at 29 occasioned by magicians
I felt the only life’s the life you lead alone
If every older guy’s a broker or casino
I thought I’d roll the dice or play ethnographer
And as a baby I was huge and quite judicious
I’d tell you every lie that is or ever was
But in divulging every secret or suspicion
I came to crying and to hate my life alone
In every phone I find a reason to get bitter
But every critic’s got some things they’re not proud of
I count myself among the chief of all these critters
I count myself more often than I count the stars
But there are magicians making love and doing dishes
I make my way to magic or belief in love
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You know it, the way it moves and
You think about it every single day
The sun and the greater bruise
The bridge when every day begins to fade
I know it, the way you move and
The holiness of what we did today
Our love is the aching news of
It’s everlasting and it’s single day
You know it, the way you move and
The holiness of every single day
Our love is the greater bruise
The bridge to everlasting every day
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