1. |
And Still the Light Grew
03:41
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Bloody knuckles, bloody lip,
Boy, you’re beating yourself up
Oh, the things these hands have done
A drawer full of letters,
My stationery sanctum
Tore up every single one
By and by,
I’ve learned that love won’t make you blind,
But my oh my,
Infatuation just might
Knock you out cold
Frost claimed the flowers
And stole your delight
If only you knew
While in the dead of winter,
Springtime was yet in sight
And still the light grew
No matter what tomorrow may bring,
The morning light will pierce the night
When the birds begin to sing
The sparrows know it well,
You’ll find life on the other side
Of this living hell
Just don’t lose heart
I don’t mind the city,
But I sure do miss the stars
Playing Bloodbuzz in our friend’s backyard
We sang until Ben bled on his guitar
And laughter filed our famished hearts
And by and by,
I’ve learned that there is a light
That never dies,
Even when the stars don’t shine
And it never will
From the rain-soaked streets of Florence
To Clatsop County, Oregon,
On the threshold of the endless blue,
We watched as the shoreline
Rose up to meet the sunset
And still the light grew
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2. |
Darkroom
05:14
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All my life on a roll of film
I’m terrified of what you’ll see
Prepare the chemicals and drop me in
Cast lots and throw me into the sea
Considering the mess I’ve made, I’m quite hesitant
To chalk it up to character development
I shudder to think the shutter speed was quick to catch my flaws
This picture wasn’t perfect and you know I never was
All this will be brought to light
All I’ve done wrong and the little I’ve done right
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
How clearly I can see it all in hindsight
How clearly I can see it all in hindsight
All my life on a roll of film
Developed in this darkened room
Ribbons of negatives hang from above
You’ll see my failures all too soon
Considering the mess I’m in, I’m inclined to say
I wish I would’ve known I would be here someday
Attempting to explain away the dross that’s been disclosed
But the pictures do not lie, the truth has been exposed
Soon you’ll see I wasted my days
Thinking my identity was wrapped up in my name
Now I realize my toil was in vain
A life of living for myself is dying all the same
All this has been brought to light
Photographic evidence of a hopeless life
So blot out my transgressions and have mercy on my plight
Please take my film and bleach it white
Please take my film and bleach it white
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3. |
Farewell, Swan
07:05
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My swan is singing
I’ve been undone
My ears are ringing
And I’m the one to blame
Cumulonimbus
My fair-weather friend
Storm clouds gather out the window
Is this how it ends?
Is this the day it catches up to me?
Is this the day I pay for my crimes?
I know I deserve to die
Where could I run from the things I’ve done?
Am I the sum of my heedless decisions?
A waste of breath from the cradle to death
Lake water rising
Odette, you’ve been betrayed
Oh God, I know the wage of sin
And someone has to pay
There seems to be discrepancy
Between what I know and feel
Or at least I know I want to believe
That all of this is real
That I’m not my mistakes
That I’ve been clothed in white
That I’m not the things I’ve done
Whether wrong or right
That he who lives in me
Died a death that was mine
I thought that I was too far gone
And I’ve never been so happy
I've never been so happy to be wrong
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4. |
For Now (Until Then)
07:00
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The television won’t stop screaming
And were all dreaming of a world without fear
Though someday your peace will slay the chaos we made
For now, we’re here
Thy will be done
On Earth as in heaven above
Until we see the sun
Let us reveal your love
And heal
Bedlam and beauty are colliding
In kaleidoscope cacophony
And Lord, I’ve grown so tired of fighting
To hear your voice above the noise so deafening
I know you said you’d never forsake me
But Lord, it sure feels like we’re alone
And though someday our suffering shall ever cease
Until then, each tear we shed is your own
Until then, you make our tears your own
Until then, the blood we bleed is your own
Oh Lord, the hope we need is you alone
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Nicholas Webber Englewood, Colorado
Fledgling.
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