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In the Caves
03:39
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In the caves where they built their home,
they are all tired but never alone.
Now, as I get thrown into it,
I feel unsettled but don’t really mind.
So high under the rough.
They found me, I found nothing, but I’ll live.
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2. |
Familial Flail
04:23
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They gather as they please and speak of their own things,
but entwined in chanting there’s no ease of mind.
In spite of my concerns we cease to move for a hunt of solitude…
a family who dies inside.
“We run in place, we speak in turns.
In drought our lungs, entice and stun.”
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3. |
Chanter
02:39
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Gibberish.
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4. |
I'm Sorry, I'm Lost
05:27
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Isn’t it too heavy for your messiah to carry?
And as a guide I must say that I am sorry for I am lost.
I have no map, I have nowhere to go.
I’d ask these trees, but they won’t let me know.
Is your life that heavy that you alone can’t carry?
And as a person I must say that I am sorry that you’re all lost.
You have no map, you have nowhere to go.
You think asking kindly will take you anywhere you want, well… no.
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5. |
A First Silence
04:07
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I’ve been alone for so long and I’ve had time and quiet.
Now with them to share the time, I wouldn’t expect silence.
What have I done wrong?
They never sing when they’re alone because, hell, no one’s there to see it.
But they’re kind of gentle people… that will do, for now.
Until I die.
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6. |
The Moor
04:40
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The moor heaves me, though not in the way you’d think.
The air is too thick to breath so we’ll swim instead.
The moor hears me, though not in the way you’d think.
The air is too thick to speak so we’ll sing instead.
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7. |
Mount Fade (Part III)
01:48
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No lyrics.
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8. |
The Hollow Realm
07:46
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Here’s where he died and here’s also where they cried,
but before it went this way this place had no real meaning at all.
Their chambers drawn in light as to who set the fire, laid in peace and died alone.
And they begin to feel what they never felt before.
The sun then tells me I’m not awake and neither asleep
and that losing something is nothing but being free of it.
My chambers drawn in light as to where is life required, laying in wait and asleep alone.
Then I begin to feel what I’ve never felt before.
What’s not about me and is not about anyone.
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9. |
Sunlit Path
03:21
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No lyrics.
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10. |
A Paean
02:22
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Rowing is what we should do now
to get to our landing and settle down.
Removal, painful and brutal,
required and useful, to one and all.
And there’s a man who is happy though he’s not even here,
but he’s a child for he has nothing done and nothing lost.
I dreamt of everything last night but I’m not sure you were there.
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11. |
Mirror Lake
07:14
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No lyrics.
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