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Balance
02:55
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Something today knocked down all my paltry weight
It seems that I can’t ever get the balance right
Was hoping to stay comfortably in seasoned ways
But I’ll have to wait for gentler thoughts to arise
Along that glacier creek you’ll say the things you can’t really mean
Your lines are weak in vapid scenes and it’s too much for me
Oh what a big thing
To dismiss so easily
Something you said kept rattling all through my head
The scheme to justify all your living pride
To throw it away before the skies had shown all yet
Though I know it feels we’re undersea all of the time
Oh what a big thing
To dismiss so easily
Cause I get addicted
To something so out of reach
Something that I was slipping underneath my tongue
To see what from the depths I could shine a light
And know all the hubris of the thoughts that’ll never come
There’s still some parts of me that need to die
I got addicted
To something so out of reach
Cause oh what a big thing
To dismiss so easily
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2. |
Distant Peaks
03:09
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I was scouring the fields searching for a home
The clouds were screening the anemic sun
I felt alone
But I thought I could endure what’s to come
Cold sweat was pouring down my head and hands
I thought every little thing mattered then
I carried that weight
And the truth had beamed right in front of me then
I was hoping for a better story
But we’re separating only further it seems that we’re
Distant peaks
We’re distant peaks
I learned the patterns and I learned revenge
The last few months had been so poorly spent
Mind in a cage
Now I bet they’ve no idea what’s coming for them
After years of silence I laid under trains
The joy of being unhurt made me stay
I’ll find my way
And maybe I’ll see you down at the gates
I was hoping for a better story
But we’re separating only further it seems that we’re
Distant peaks
We’re distant peaks
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3. |
No Patience
03:50
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We were happy drunken around London
And high in California pines
Watched the sun rise over the harbor
While a distant storm began to rise
The day you came I wasn’t myself
Still dreaming of the golden sea
Til you report the torrid weather
I’ll block it out so wilfully
If things fall apart
one day you’ll be so sad
Communicate
I’ve got no patience for that
Drove on through the endless Midwest
And all grew friendly for a while
Still I’ll recall the hidden revolver
But I’d rather just paste on a smile
Dangling above the cold pool water
I’ve been here since the break of day
Til night sweeps up my body inward
And all the wells are drawn away
If things fall apart
one day you’ll be so sad
Communicate
I’ve got no patience for that
I know just what could make this better
I know just what could make this better
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4. |
Dry Out
02:48
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It's been a week since New York
where I drowned in a haze
And we've started counting the miles left to go
I think we already know
Been nights of staring into black
until black became gray
Riding on that ferry off the coast
Yeah I already know
So I'll take the month to dry out or maybe for the long haul
To find out that the worst part is knowing my part in it all
We're twisting words on the roads
that wind on the front range
Got me counting the days til we're home
But we're nowhere close
If I could shed off the pride
then I'd ask you to stay
But that gut of the glacier is still cold
I suppose
I'll take the month to dry out or maybe for the long haul
To find out that the worst part is knowing my part in it all
It's been a week since the farm
and that midwestern sky
And the days drag on so slow
Cause we already know
So I'll start swimming to shore
and throw out the charade
just let the seas recycle and regrow
it's what I needed the most
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5. |
Cycles
03:00
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Both of standing down times square
Some resentment in the air
I can’t take that you walk so slow
I’m always in a hurry, for what I don’t know
And i know just exactly who I remind you of
Both of us know there’s cycles to break
Some pretending in the way
Though we both sense the astral plane
I’ve only got platitudes to say
And you still need to numb and medicate
Both of us have got advice to give
Some delusions in it
Though we both followed all the steps
Where all our peace of mind was spent
The water will keep on circling I guess
But I will show up when you call
You’re still my blood after all
I will show up when you call
You’re still my blood after all
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