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Resonant Body
03:22
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I'm a resonant body
with knuckles and lungs
beat me with cymbals
play chords on my tongue
I'm a resonant body
with elbows and toes
drum on my rib cage
release my dissonant tones
I'm a resonant body
trace it along my skin
in the freckles and old scars
and the lines I have hid
In a resonant body
all the frequencies hold like
dirty feet on carpet
your breath in the cold
warm breath in the cold
I'm sorry for our miscommunication
and force fed sympathies
I'll rest in the garden
with roots, oh and the reeds
safe from human frequencies
I'm a resonant body
With elbows and toes
drum on my rib cage
release my dissonant tones
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2. |
James
04:26
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"Too young, too thoughtless," I said to myself
with realistic visions all perched on the shelf
'cause I'm still hoping, waiting for you to come home.
May your snow capped mountains carry you far.
May they stand as protectors wherever you are.
May you stay safe and happy all of your days.
Oh James
Oh James
Maybe you're in love or hung up on another
Maybe you found a far prettier lover
Maybe you'll paint her a picture like you did for me
You color your world with that Neverland smile
but it goes dark in pieces every once in a while
and on my birthday I told you, "Dont worry, there'll be other days."
Oh James
Oh James
I'll always be happy if you choose to call
or write me a letter saying all that you saw and
how things have changed since our days there on Noxontown Pond
No don't be a stranger, no don't go too far
and though you love places that have lots of stars
just know in the city, you'll always have a place to stay
Oh James
Oh James
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3. |
Drift
03:05
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Won't you tread lightly 'cause the house is sleeping
Won't you tread lightly down the stairs
Will you leave my lonely when the sun is creeping
up from the horizon over there
Won't you tread lightly the floorboards are creaking
Won't you tread lightly when you're gone
Will you leave me lonely when the day is breaking
Will you leave me lonely in the dawn
Keep me in your prayers when you are wandering
Keep me forever on your lips
Keep me in your thoughts when winter's knocking
Hold me when the snow begins to drift
Won't you stay a while and we could sleep in
Won't you stay a while and warm my skin
But I know you're headed for another lifetime
Be another til you're back again
Keep me in your prayers when you are wandering
Keep me forever on your lips
Keep me in your thoughts when winter's knocking
Hold me when the snow begins to drift
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4. |
Blood Ballet
04:23
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Say it's not so
Say your heart it wrote me letters all the time
Say it sealed them up and with your breath did sign
them all away
Say that your notes
they were no forgery, you meant them every line
some in meter, some in verse, and some in rhyme
Tell me you meant every word
You could cut my knees and leave me at the door
I'd still pick all your memories off our dusty floor
If you'd stay
Darling, just a little while
Tell me how you are
and I'll write a song for every feeling I can't name
like we were dancing in a fucking blood ballet
It was a massacre
And how'd you get away
'cause oh, good heavens we abided by the night
but there are darker things than the absence of light
and they still creak through our halls
I would build a city out of you and me
There would be crime, but still a local grocery
If you'd stay
Darling, just a little while
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5. |
Little Joys
03:53
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Bonfire of awe and a thirst was burning
Heart like a house, the floorboards were turning
Dark river beds where slumber was decay
The light it wrapped you in its flame
The only heir of the breaking day
Made words an arrow only you could aim
With no injury to claim
I'm a big mess of little joys
My blue eyes are wrapped in grey
I'm a big mess of little joys
I loved you once, but none to blame
A foggy peak in the august rain
A humid heat that would never dissipate
The wind it hunted our stray calls
combined with dragging from the hull
but that was then when you gripped tight on me
With no injury to claim
I'm a big mess of little joys
My blue eyes are wrapped in grey
I'm a big mess of little joys
Lunar, solar, thought that things were over
Midnight, twilight, thought that things were alright
Don't you take my heart away
I'm a big mess of little joys
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6. |
Good Heart
03:05
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You told me, "Darling, don't you worry oh my dear."
but my mind it worries much to much I do fear
Sick of a march made of patterns and circles in time
bravery sprung from cacophonous calls of our crimes
I told you, "Darling, don't you dare come so near."
prompted by lungs seeking hydrogen, oxygen clear, but
Weave me a thread from your chest and a spindle from spine
Tapestry hung from a delicate frame in our minds
But you had a good heart
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7. |
Anybody
03:15
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Everybody's waiting
for their one and only
their now and always
and Everybody's waiting
for their feet to lead them
heart beats to seize them
But what's running through my veins
makes me just the same as everybody
I might be saying this in vain,
but I'm looking for my anybody
People have always told us
that the silence heeds us
the night decrees us
but I believe that silence
is all there is to
what's underneath us
And if you're staring at my bones
they are all the stories I embody
and you've got stories of your own
tell me will you be my anybody
And I am asking so someday
when I get older
that I will be able to say
that I am not alone.
Be my anybody
Be my anybody
But til then I'll be waiting
no, not by myself, but with everybody
'cause hidden in the silence
is my one and only anybody
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8. |
On The Page
03:21
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Follow
the flight of the north moving birds
Steady
the echo, the great moving herd
They fly through the night
fill their wings and their sights
with cold air and pale shadowed moons
Oh lover, kid you not
though we promised a lot
I must fly from you
So hold me
sing me to sleep
on the crest of a late breaking wave
and write me
into your thoughts
I'll be safe with the words on the page.
Shadow
the light plays its own little games
dream world
its own silent claim to remain
and it'll follow you still
through the streams and the hills
and remnants of gold autumn leaves
oh lover, you can walk
but your shadow still stalks
from between the trees
So hold me
sing me to sleep
on the crest of a late breaking wave
and write me
into your thoughts
I'll be safe with the words on the page
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9. |
Symmetry
02:52
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We don't have to talk.
Leave your words in the city with your heavy thoughts.
We don't have to shout.
Oh, I wish that you would just let me out.
We don't have to shiver
like we did back then.
We don't have to quiver
or remember when.
I am soaked in symmetry
beating on the axis of symmetry
soaked in symmetry
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10. |
Drift Demo (Bonus track)
03:16
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Won't you tread lightly 'cause the house is sleeping
Won't you tread lightly down the stairs
Will you leave my lonely when the sun is creeping
up from the horizon over there
Won't you tread lightly the floorboards are creaking
Won't you tread lightly when you're gone
Will you leave me lonely when the day is breaking
Will you leave me lonely in the dawn
Keep me in your prayers when you are wandering
Keep me forever on your lips
Keep me in your thoughts when winter's knocking
Hold me when the snow begins to drift
Won't you stay a while and we could sleep in
Won't you stay a while and warm my skin
But I know you're headed for another lifetime
Be another til you're back again
Keep me in your prayers when you are wandering
Keep me forever on your lips
Keep me in your thoughts when winter's knocking
Hold me when the snow begins to drift
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