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Intro
01:30
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I want to be the person that you think I am
I want to know all the right words and say them
I will be calm but I will not be silent
I will grow up, but I will not grow lifeless
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Hunters
04:34
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The air is cold, along the windows and the walls
When I breathe in, it tastes like summer
But I'm exhaling bursts of snow
I cut the pictures from their frames so I could see
What they would look like bare and empty
As unremarkable as me.
I am afraid, a campfire horror story fear
If I said your name into a mirror thirteen times, would you appear?
There are thoughts you have to turn away from quickly
And pretend you didn't see
Avert your eyes and keep on breathing
There are reasons that you lie awake at night
Things you ignore just to survive
And this is one of them
The lies you tell to keep yourself alive
I've spent a lifetime mapping continents and seas
The charcoal lines of clean divisions
The fences and the ground between
What if this sentence spells the end of all we know?
The wind will rearrange the pages
And scatter everything we wrote
This is a hunter's arrow shot through flesh and bone
It would destroy more to remove it than to just leave it alone
What I can give you, I will give
Take all you need
You could take everything
This is all I have to offer
Weary eyes and careful hands
A voice that shakes when I am singing
A heart that's full of selfish plans
This is all I have to offer
Though I will offer all the same
A love I hope will be sufficient
A promise I promise to make
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There Are Echoes
04:14
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This time next year
Will this house be standing empty?
Will the walls still speak our names?
These songs we sang
Have settled deep into the carpet
When we're gone, will they remain?
And there's no winter in Arizona
Just a summer and a fall
It's been maybe nineteen years since you've seen snow
Can I forget?
Please, forget?
The taste of history is bitter in my mouth
If anything I chose was right
If any deed was good, I can't recall it now
This time next year
Will you still be praying softly
As I'm drifting off to sleep?
We prayed for change
For anything to break the silence
Now I wish that we could stay
And there's no winter in Arizona, just a summer and a fall
I never thought I'd miss the mountains when I'd gone
And this morning, entombed in the traffic, you started to think
If you could, would you rather be somebody, be somewhere, else?
If you could escape all the nightmares that steal your sleep
Would you be willing to forfeit the daydreams that make you yourself?
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4. |
Ruins
03:59
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Last night I broke apart against a sentence
I am only pieces scattered on the page
What are the adjectives to keep the light from fading?
What are the verbs that I can use to make you stay?
After the storm, we emerged from the wreckage
In the ruins, you soundlessly held onto me
There was hope but the ocean rose and claimed it
All my words are sunk into the sea
I woke to morning and the sun against the concrete
I felt the summer loud and angry on my eyes
For a breath, I thought I heard the door creak open
But it was only songbirds, crying out nearby
I didn't know a life could shatter in a heartbeat
I saw the monuments we'd built turn into sand
If it meant anything, I'd tell you I am sorry
If I could speak, I'd ask to hear you sing again
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The Paper Sky
03:46
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I am as quiet as the faded paper sky
The letters too washed out to read
The streets are empty in the tired morning light
The world is missing or asleep
I know, I can't just wait and hope
The world won’t change because I want it to
I know there must be more than this
I make the same mistakes and hope for something new
I am intangible, a ghost inside the walls
I'm sinking down into the paint
If you remember me, remember how I was
Not as the fragment that remains
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Unspell the Words
03:54
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There must be a moment, some fractional time
In the space between breaths or the blink of an eye
A chance to exchange "please don't go" for "goodbye"
Don't say it's too late, don't leave me behind
I'll trace my pen back through the lines
Unspell the words I tried to write
Take me apart, remake my face
I take it all back, if that's what it takes
Is a song no one hears ever really a song?
If I gave you my heart, does that mean that it's gone?
This grief has a gravity I can't escape
I'm anchored in place by a dream I can't shake
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The Sower
04:37
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You scattered your words with the seeds that were sown
But the path where they landed was hard
So I fell by the wayside, I fell by the road
And my faith was snatched up by the birds
You scattered your words with the seeds that were sown
And at first I received them with joy
But the soil was shallow, my roots hadn’t grown
And in my suffering they were destroyed
Oh, my God… I’m trying to listen
Oh, my God… I’m trying to know
There is truth, there is life in your whisper
Let me hear you
Please, don’t let me go
You scattered your words with the seeds that were sown
And I followed, I swear that I tried
But the cares of the world came to swallow me whole
My desires eclipsed your designs
Wait... I can be good, if you’ll help me
Wait... I can be better than this
Wait... I could be good if you’d help me
Wait... I could be better than this
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8. |
We Spoke
04:16
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We were laughing, we were alive
We spoke our words into the silence
The only words we ever knew
We lit our torches against the night
And if their light has faded now
If you've forgotten, I will remember for you
If, when you put the pen to paper
They still hung on every line
Could you have ever walked away?
Could anything have changed your mind?
But circumstances took that from you
The choice to stay or to depart
The same force that carves the earth in canyons
You eroded, slowly broke apart
We will have our stories told
Be seen, be known
We will have our stories told
If we must tell them with our flesh and bones
“And maybe it's for the best”, you whisper
In words you can hear, and no one else
“Perhaps it's better to be silent,” you say
As if to convince yourself
So let's be sensible, be solemn
Stand with our dignity intact
Let's be immaculate as statues
Let's be admired, cold, and dead
So let's be sensible, be solemn
Stand with our dignity intact
Let's be immaculate as statues
Let's be admired, cold, and dead
And on our epitaphs, they'll chisel
"He always kept his hair cut short."
"She never embarrassed us in public.”
"He never, ever raised his voice."
"She never shouted, never spoke."
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The Ship of Theseus
04:10
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Sometime last month I started growing out my hair
And I know John won't believe it but I've been working on a beard
I hope this isn't just a change for the sake of change
I’d like to think that I'm improving, but maybe I'm just playing games
A fresh coat of paint, to disguise that I'm the same
We're all making progress
Or at least that's what we've taught ourselves to claim
Tell me tomorrow will be better than today
If you have to lie, then lie
I just need to hear you say it
Tell me everything we love will always stay
That what we've made will never die
Say anything, I swear I will believe it
I used to have so many reasons not to go
But every single one has vanished, and I guess I didn’t follow
It feels like light leaked through the cracks around the bulb
The brightness drained away like water
And left the fixture dead and dull
So what is left, when joy has faded to routine?
How many boards can you replace
Before the house you built is no longer the same?
I need you here, whatever else may come to pass
If you left, it might not kill me but I would never be alive again
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10. |
Colorado
05:01
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You would have been happy; the first thing I did was start praying
For a moment, I laughed at the thought of me praying for you
My faith is imperfect, I know, but there's one thing I'm sure of
I learned from you most of what I ever learned about truth
You were a gunslinger,
To us you were a legend
I never once heard you speak a word
That wasn't spoken with love
You were always so sure
That we would make you proud
And I hope you were
I hope you are, now
The strength in her voice on the phone made my own feel like weakness
And the first thing she told me was, "We lost a good man today"
There was never a doubt in my mind you were destined for heaven
I never once saw your smile without glimpsing some other place
To me you were John Wayne, plain-spoken and quietly fearless
I remember you best on the porch watching fire streak the sky
Is that mesa still standing, do mountains still line the horizon?
A part of me thought Colorado would crumble when we said goodbye
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This Glass Embrace Phoenix, Arizona
This Glass Embrace sings wordy indie-punk songs about the human condition.
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