1. |
A Hypothetical
04:12
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I hold the door open,
people come inside and I stand still
such a fine day outisde
where I was born not long ago
where we'll die before we know
I know them all
they're strangers and they're family
I hide in the kitchen
I watch 'em from afar
I smile, satisfied
because I know them all
they're strangers and they're family
they're free and they're entrapped
what would they do
if I were to go
if I were to leave
without warning?
what would they do
if I were to leave
if I were to stay
without warning?
and what would they do
if I were to stay
if I were to beg
to be part of them?
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Oncoming
06:48
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can you feel the alertness approaching?
there's a flood, there's woe underway
it seems dead and seems weak from a distance
but it's there with eyes locked on its prey
I'll abuse your arms when I need 'em
will you hold them out when I say?
I feel sick, unattended and lost
but they wake me from craving, from grey
I believe in the warmness in you
I regret not believing before
we must chase what won't last 'till it's over
we will learn to be one and the same
in the blink of an eye you are whole
I can picture those vanishing days
they are mine and they're unbearably sole
and yet wrath will demand neglect
I'll refuse 'till my hands are necrotic
will you hold them out when I say?
I feel sick, unattended and lost
but they save me from falling, from waste
I believe in the warmness in you
I regret not believing before
we must chase what won't last 'till it's over
we will learn to be one and the same
of the places we visit
some are clear as the water untouched
some will fade as soon as you go
but nevertheless, they are there
now and forever
then and again
all will remain
all will remain
all will remain
all will remain
when it comes
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4. |
To You, Apologies
04:11
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what an abscess it is
to share a couch with loved ones
to engage in life
I'm sure if I could dive
into them
It'd feel balmy
enlightening, and humbling
I'm sorry for, i don't know
the dirt in my shoes
you'll have to excuse me
cause I oughta clean them
and it's on me
I'm sorry for the mess
you'll have to excuse me
cause I don't feel well
and I should, I should feel fine
If I were to tell you
that my calloused hands
are all I truly own,
would you show me yours?
I've got stuffed shoe boxes
and again and again
they'll open if I shut them down
but I keep on packing new things
be more quiet
endure silence
give and don't take
help and do not ask for it
resent your mistakes
forgive others and never yourself
forgive others
and bridle the pain you bring
forever
'til there is no more
'til it disapears
maybe 'til it's fleeting
like the smoke into thin air
you'll never see again
yet you'll know it's there
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5. |
Side To Side
03:33
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you're very likely to never have met me
but I'm sure I saw you the other day
walking down the street I could see
your fearful parade, your seemless ways
he was next to you, so was she
they were laughing but you were not
your eyes tired aimless in blur
you seemed to have forgotten what you sought
so carry me with you
wherever you go
and drag me into you
whenever you want
trust me, I'll be there
trust me, we'll be bare
you're very likely to never have met me
but trust me we've met
I'm walking down the street everyday
and everyday you're there
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7. |
What Now, Captain?
07:43
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down goes the mainsail
we'll wander the sea
we'll face openness
disengaging steps
down goes the mast
so we can relish the gaps
the crystal clear bright
blue and see-through lights
so if you drift from your cradle
and end up bewildered
and soaked in despear
cause there's no choice but to dive
I assure you, fellow sailor
we're each other's land in sight
waves will be getting bigger
the tide will become thicker
our legs won't endure time
waves will soon get to us
but if you drift from your cradle
and end up bewildered
and soaked in despear
cause there's no choice but to dive
I assure you, fellow sailor
we're each other's land in sight
if you leave please come back
if you're lost we're all here
if you're sinking breathe out
if you're lost it's all right
it's all faith, it's all doubt
we're each other's land in sight
and if we drown
we drown together
all at once
so flank speed ahed, cause
afterlife is but the sea
afterlife is but the sea
afterlife is but the sea
afterlife is but the sea
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8. |
Teachings
04:37
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hundreds of days have gone by
and yet again it is raining outside
it's morning like it was before
it is cold and it is warm at once
as if all things were meant for
all of us
cardinals will arrive
silent and carefree
dwelling is the richest form of living
who would worry, after all
if like night sky stars
we just look alive
we'll be fine cause
we won't change a thing
things will end
in a while
and all will remain
when it comes
things will end
and till then
all will remain
so drop your guard
but still
I write what I'll not read
I can shout but I can never say
it's easier this way
to teach what I cannot learn
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9. |
Related To
03:52
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brothers, tell me
each and every though
you have in your heads
cause you seem so unawere of pain
and you seem so sure of life
whatever you're doing
you're doing it right
brothers, tell me
tell me its fine
to be here, to be lone
and tell me, am I?
cause you seem so unawere of pain
and you seem so sure of life
whatever you're doing
you're doing it right
things will start
in a short while
so hang onto now
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11. |
A Factual
04:07
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it's a fact, it has to be
it's a fact, it has to be
it's a fact, it has to be
that in the end
when all is said and done
that we will share a smile
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