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Walking Distance
00:52
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Nothing is real. The space between your eyes. I don’t know. All I know.
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Trona
03:54
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For now there’s no heat getting colder. Pulled over tired and lost with no luck.
Tightly clinging and all around you is falling.
Get down. Don’t understand why you adjust the pictures on the wall. And then when all is said and done, every one of them will fall.
Stumbling through our clutter. Sick, sorry, sad, and dumb. But that’s us. We go on.
And it is hard to come to terms when every time you lose you learn that we were meant to die alone.
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Wind & Words
02:55
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Just because you move your hand doesn’t mean that you’ve buried anything. Even though you’ve got a plan it doesn’t mean it’ll ever really be.
Looking past your eyes. Struggle every night.
We can fake and we can fight. It doesn’t clear the room of smoke or bring you back to life. We can’t stay up all night. It doesn’t clear the room of smoke.
All because you prey on fear the parallels are hauntingly so clear. Stare ahead at sea and sand. Ebb and swells are pulling you from land.
Nothing seems quite right. Struggle side by side.
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Morning Light
02:49
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Relativity
04:46
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We are the ghosts inside our walls not knowing what it was like. Looking back at all the years gone by. We are these old abandoned halls empty of laughter and life. Looking back at all the years gone by.
I’m so unmotivated and hate it, but what can I do without truth and love. There is a path that you follow when you hollow--repeat what you’ve done and lose who you are.
We are the homes that we make no matter where we sleep or stay. And all the echoes reverberate. We are the threads that tie us all. Patterns and memories of lives. Reveries that always call and call.
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This Is Not A Dance
04:23
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All age brings is space between your words and what they mean and sighs of sympathy. These years are rings with time to grieve alone and in your bed sick of what’s in your head. All your worries gone.
Leave the light on until a sign comes and you know you’re wrong.
I lost touch when I was young. Now I don’t believe in anything at all.
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