1. |
Till we have faces
04:00
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Old friend, where have you been
guess I've been missing too
Who knew three blocks was all it took
to deny you
Is there a way back
to the December nights of snow
Sprinting up the sidewalk racing
barefoot, back to our home
I went outside, you all were there
still babbling through the night
And the smoke it filled the air
and I burned warm inside
If we stayed outside
even one hour more
could I keep your light
the you I knew before
This address still gets your mail
it's piling up by the door
I should have it forwarded, no
I'll wait some more
In case you have the time
I'll claim the porch and wait
If it was what we wanted
How could it be replaced
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2. |
Caught up
03:25
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Outside the city,
you caught me sleeping.
Come tell me a story
of specters lurking.
Take me away from here, with stories that fright and fear.
I wandered with you, down this dreary shore.
I wanted you to keep me from wanting more.
Tell me of the beast, lurking in the deep,
and tuck me in, sand in my sheets, and I fall asleep.
St Michael archangel, keep me from battle.
Take away all the wickedness, abate the devil.
I have nothing left on me, just bread for the journey.
My path is clear now, adorned by bodies.
All guiding the way from here. Caught up far away from here.
I wandered nowhere, just feared for my soul.
My mouth stayed empty, nothing for a toll.
My fallen flesh, decays while I rest.
And a 100 hundred years passed out on a beach, and i fall asleep.
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3. |
River Jordan
02:40
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Could I cross the Jordan, without dampening my feet
Could I float above this strife, keep from shivering in the reeds
Must I strike you oh you marked as Cain?
For they say to be a player, shoot my shot and dig your grave
Maybe a plague could warm my feet
River of blood wash over me
I know it's time, can't run from this tonight
What's your alibi I'll paint my face tally your
I know they're coming for you
I see how it started, the ground soaked in his blood
The relics of my brother cried upon your kin a flood
And your city left in decay for the lasting dogs and beasts
Left clawing, and gnashing, at the door of the feast
Tables only have so many seats
I'll make sure one is saved for me
I know it's time, designate a sacrifice
An eternal paradigm, I'll turn your cheek towards the divine
Now I'm falling with you
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