1. |
Waves
03:41
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Waves don’t crash they break like old bones
Who watch everyone they know
Struggle and drown below
They can’t stop themselves
Even as they start to crest
They tremble and snap
Collapse on a thousand souls
Waves don’t crash
They resist the inevitable
They collapse from grief
And it’s over in an instant
They collapse from grief
They collapse from grief
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2. |
Ice
01:23
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We used to reflect like the ice on the steps
At the right angle I could see myself in you
But the sun
Glared back most days
Until it hurt to stare
And we both dried up
And cracked
Like the concrete
Scarred from the frost
But it never got cold enough
To keep us in one place
To see ourselves in each other
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3. |
Peak
01:54
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Fear and looking past the edge
Where wind goes dull
If I'm a tower
Of bark and roots
Then I've been broken
Scattered, shattered, still
If I'm a rock
I was once
The top of a mountain
I came tearing down
Shedding pieces
of myself
Spreading Splinters of stone
I see everything
From above
And below
I see everything
As it was
And will never be
Fear
And looking over the edge
Staring at peace
Throwing myself apart
Fear
And staring at the edge
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4. |
Topography
02:02
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The lines
On your face
Carved like
Topography
Of where you’ve been
Where you were lost
And the path
You never stepped off
Still, you crossed the pass
stumbled down the draw
You call back at echoes
You knock on stone
You won’t turn around
You never think of home
But there’s nobody else here
There’s nobody waiting
To pull you back
To build your tomb
Just wind
And shadows
There’s no one
To lead you away
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