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Skyline
03:40
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Pull the string
I pull the string
On my parachute
Marveling
At what I see
From this altitude
By nature bound
To solid ground
I dreamt that I could fly
And falling now
I find myself
At the mercy of the sky
And it's clear that I lack control
And it's clear that I am not my own
And it's true that the skyline keeps changing
So I close my eyes and pull the string
Now the clouds clear
And I can see
How life is suspended
So precariously
No matter where I go
Or happen to be
The horizon runs from me
The canopy
Is over me
The ground approaching fast
Soon I'll drive
The backroad home
And be with you at last
We'll talk about
What it means
To know and be still
And how to live
In a world
That we know never will
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2. |
On Lines Of Light
03:34
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Lines of red and white
The highway at night
Seat belt tight
Are you alright?
Where are you going
And why so fast?
Overwhelmed
On the underpass
This is the terminal
This is the break
Departing now with smiles and tears
Take the road that you must take
What is your comfort worth?
Make no mistake
Where lines converge and sky meets earth
(You'll) take the road that you must take
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Maelstrom
03:58
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The maelstrom swirls and churns
I'm trapped here as I turn
Watching you drift away
In this whirlpool I will stay
I've seen this place before
I've been here a million times
The familiar vertigo
Pulls me deep into the brine
Leviathan, I see you there
Lurking in the black
With the dawn in your eyelids
And the shields upon your back
Who am I to question One
Who makes such fearsome things,
Who startles all the nations
And shuts the mouths of kings?
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Brass Collar
03:48
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Sharpen your pencils
And draw your pens
If words are weapons
We'll see how this ends
Dazzle the masses
It's what we desire
Entertainment is knowledge
Alexandria's on fire
Brass collars
We wear brass collars
(Chain gang with our brass collars)
(Bullheaded with our brass collars)
Don't matter what you say
Don't matter what you do
We the people see
In red and blue
Coin another term
Contrive another claim
Redefine your revision
Rhetorician, play your game
Brass collars
(Chain gang with our brass collars)
(Bullheaded with our brass collars)
(Tie a leash to my brass collar)
(Spinning cogs in our brass collars)
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Pacific Blue
04:14
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A flag's raised
At half-mast
Broken mirror
Shards of glass
Waves wash up
Someone new
Eyes drowned in
Pacific blue
Wake up on the shore
I am little
I'm not afraid anymore
I am little
Fountain saltwater eyes
I am little
Mountains reach for the skies
I am little
Called out of dark
Called into light
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Impostor Syndrome
05:34
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I want so much
To be honest
And I want so much
For that to be true
I'm sorry for
My lack of contrition
That I don't hurt
When I hurt you
I long for transparency
Tattoo a pulse on my sleeve
But I'm handcuffed to my image
And he's much kinder than me
If they really knew me,
Would they wish they never knew me at all?
If they really saw through me,
They would stand appalled
An impostor walks among you
Frantically stumbling about
He's contriving and plotting each move
So terrified that you'll find him out
Why can't they see him?
It's only a matter of time
Till they pull back the curtain
And reveal the liar's face to be mine
But you, you caught my tears in a bottle
You, you bought me with blood
And somehow you saw it fit to save me
When there was nothing I could do
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8. |
There Came A Whisper
03:55
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Wind tears the mountains
And shatters the stones
In a cave you hid from them
Afraid and alone
Then came a whisper
Earthquakes roar like thunder
And rend the hills
Fire blazes boldly
But then quiet and still
There came a whisper
קוֹל דְּמָמָה דַקָּה
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The Thunder Breaks
07:02
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There's a dog loose in the woods
The field is covered with blood
The first few drops of a storm
That could end this in fire and flood
Friend, we've come so far to find
A place where we can all be safe
Friend, I know you'll be there for me
Even when the thunder breaks
The ceilings are made of bones
Their hearts are hard as stones
Black Rabbit (of Inlé) runs across the yard
Run fast, run hard
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Nicholas Webber Englewood, Colorado
Fledgling.
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