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spotted towhee
02:53
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Some times I am a river that reflects every time it turns,
on every drop that it collected, every sound it heard.
Some times I am a flower that turns water into words
and the sun into sound -- I'm a songbird that burns.
Some days I am the weather, and others I am the sky;
I can be the storm, roaring -- or I can watch it go by.
Some days the ground is the only thing I have,
and so many nights, it's the farthest thing from where I am.
Some days the only thing holding me together is this flesh.
So I have to know it's going to be okay -- even when it's a mess.
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heaven and heathen
04:11
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I have done things that would make you cry, honey.
A lot of bones picked in my wings, so now I fly funny.
Melting with every inch I get closer to the sky, sunny
eyes, mountain highs, keeping me in line.
Thank you for the wings, Pops, I didn’t think I’d need ‘em,
but then all the buildings got so tall, the snowy peaks – I couldn’t see ‘em.
Once you get high enough we’re all the same heaven and heathen.
Throw all your pieces to the wind, see if you need them.
Do you really wanna see that side of the wall –
where the dark cries, the shadows crawl?
Would it be better to be afraid to fall
or to be afraid to climb at all?
I don’t want to be afraid to climb at all….
All of those weights you’ve held on your back:
you have the strength to heave them.
All of the smiles you’ve ever held back:
be my guest and free them.
All of the monsters up in your head:
you can tame them, you can feed them.
All the fire is in your hands so
put them up where I can see them.
Well, there’s some sort of civil war happening in my body.
Look in the mirror and cannot be sure it’s not me
Can this elaborate apparition in my thoughts be
just another piece of the journey that isn’t stopping?
So I take my time talking the beast down,
telling him if he’s gonna jump, he may as well do it now.
Tomorrow isn’t gonna turn up and tell you how.
Wipe the sweat, the doubt off of your brow.
No time but now.
Do you really wanna see that side of the wall,
where the dark cries, the shadows crawl?
Take a chance, release your hands and fall
or you’re never gonna fly at all.
I don’t want to be afraid to fly.
at all.
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ephemeral song
04:42
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Some stars are merely ghosts.
So far, they’ve spent most of their time learning how to shine.
My heart is getting close: try hard to keep her in line,
tell her to beat in time.
Sometimes that little box skips a beat.
It always seems to happen when you’re with me.
Sometimes that little box skips a beat.
If this isn’t the life, then what could it be?
If I write down every word and share them in ephemeral song,
then when we vanish from this earth, will love carry on?
And if I cherish every breath, each day’s death and flaring dawn,
then when we meet our timely end, will love carry on?
For billions of years some atoms drifted through space;
at some point they came together to form your pretty face.
I’ve been staring at the constellations
wondering which one of them you came from.
If most of our universe were made up of nothing,
then how very beautiful that we are here,
capable of loving, breathing, growing, and holding hands.
I will write down every word and share them in ephemeral song,
so when we vanish from this earth Love will carry on.
I will cherish every breath, each day’s death and flaring dawn
so when we meet our timely end, love will carry on.
I will cherish every breath and share them in ephemeral song;
serenade until the end that love will carry on.
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mind over madness
03:15
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Everybody wants to love something.
Everybody wants to mess something up.
Take something you love:
tear it down,
chew it up,
spit it out,
build it back up again.
Maybe you just like to watch the flames,
wishing they’d lick your lips and call you names.
Breaking made-up rules to made-up games:
we’re all insane.
Everybody wants to say something.
Some of the time you’ve got to shut up.
Sittin at the top of your head
spin ‘til it comes unthreaded,
wishin the tip of your tongue would get the hand of it.
I know it ain’t easy to be silent
when the ringing in your ears is so violent.
Sometimes you want to fight it.
Other times you want to ride it.
Got lots of time to kill me with kindness;
it’s no simple matter of mind over madness.
Everybody wants to fuck something.
Everybody wants to fuck something up.
Take something you love:
tear it down,
chew it up,
spit it out,
build it back up again.
Maybe you just like to watch the flames,
wishing they’d lick your lips and call you names.
Breaking made-up rules to made-up games:
we’re all insane.
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eudaemonia
04:00
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bridges [edit]
04:25
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That's a perfect stick you found.
And now, you can carve it
into anything you ever wanted.
I know that you sleep quiet and sound --
because you've always got a knife in your back pocket.
Slice away the pieces you don't need:
got yourself another living project.
But your eyes give away everything you see --
and I know when your dreams wake up
they wish they could be me.
Yeah, I know when your dreams wake up
they wish they could be me.
The best time for burning bridges
is when the river is running high.
It's all water under the bridge
that you set on fire.
You've got a knife in your back pocket,
all I've got it my teeth.
You're full of smoke and smooth-talkin'
but you are no sharper than me.
And I'm doing my best to make my exit gracefully
knowing that nothing cuts deeper than when I leave.
The best time for burning bridges
is when the river is running high.
You know it's all water under the bridge
that you set on fire.
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