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Threads along the seam are frayed
Frayed and distracting me like
The road alone in my dreams where
You're running before you're caught
You seem a little down on me
You're running before you're caught
You seem a little down on me
The colour of alcohol
The sun doesn't shine anymore
Delete the spaces between
Under the weeping tree is home
Home alone I bleed out
Out into the sea
I just cant swim anymore
You seem a little down on me
I just cant swim anymore
You seem a little down on me
The colour of alcohol
The sun doesn't shine anymore
Delete the spaces between
All mistakes have happened before
You seem a little down on me
All mistakes have happened before
You seem a little down on me
The smell of alcohol
The sun burned out before
Delete the spaces between
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Combine
05:19
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on harlan road
the dogs roamed
cars are a cat to chase
1389 will let her fly
miles from the cities pace
and the rest of her life
it was christmas time
some lights would fade
please keep her safe
please someone keep her safe
on the fields of combine
so many goodbyes
among dead trees
and back road rain
from the red brick house
to the airports gleam
memories contained
on 175
at the end of time
lights must fade
please keep her safe
please someone keep her safe
on the fields of combine
keep her safe
please someone keep her safe
on the fields of combine
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3. |
Raising The Silver
03:12
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what do you hear
when its nothing but the rain
and traffic running its course
no veneer
i'm so sorry baby
we cant raise silver through the floor
longing
you cannot know longing
when your body isnt cold
a special kind
of tiredness reserved
foe the dead and the old
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4. |
Bookblood
04:23
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one more day
she's a waltz when she's dressed like a flood
broken pen
pictures are her verses of love
bookblood stitches patches of sky
is that enough
for all the world to hear her cry
i am alive
tears are the paper she scatters around town
no more days
theres a road that will take him away
night is death
he wants to hold her
and make up for the rest
bookblood stitches patches of sun
its never been enough
for all the world to hear her cry
i was alive
its raining regret
through every breaking season
and every breaking heart
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5. |
ForLetterAfterMath
03:37
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a face of drifting plates
storms and currents
recalling the blood
arms bruise a love
surround like a fence
for the acid bath
sleep
light holds a taint
fading like paint
dawn keeps us in clay
dead four letter drills
should be lost in the hills
but they found a way
i map the veins in your eye
the iris is sky
the tear is the sea
hush
the oldest colours
its you, not the others
write a letter to me
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6. |
The Boatmas Belle
06:09
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scratching at the surface
there goes the boatman's belle
wasting love is worthless
given a chance to change the past as well
so old that it aches
from tired dances
the years it takes
to realize poems fell short
a heart on medicine wires
waking to the boatman's bell
there used to be desire
there used to be a chance
in hell
so old that it aches
from tired dances
the years it takes
to realize poems fell short
and i cant rest
when i lay next to you
and i cant rest
when i lay next to you
crouching under furniture
with knees tucked beside
all the fall out snow flakes
are blacking out side
a floor of dead roses,
torn dresses, closed eyes
gravity the chaser making sure
we collide
and i cant rest
when i lay next to you
and i cant rest
when i lay next to you
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7. |
South December
03:22
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the rose by the window
dont you let me fall
the rose by the window
dont you let me fall
keys to the fire
leafs now descend
keys to the fire
leafs now descend
she rose by the window
stood and watched me fall
she rose by the window
stood and watched me fall
keys to the fire
birds have reached the end
keys to the fire
birds have reached the end
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8. |
The Orion Arm (Live)
07:06
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Threads along the seam are frayed
Frayed and distracting me like
The road alone in my dreams where
You're running before your're caught
You seem a little down on me
You're running before your're caught
You seem a little down on me
The colour of alcohol
The sun doesn't shine anymore
Delete the spaces between
Under the weeping tree is home
Home alone I bleed out
Out into the sea
I just cant swim anymore
You seem a little down on me
You're running before your're caught
You seem a little down on me
The colour of alcohol
The sun doesn't shine anymore
Delete the spaces between
All mistakes have happened before
You seem a little down on me
All mistakes have happened before
You seem a little down on me
The smell of alcohol
The sun burned out before
Delete the spaces between
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Ironlight River UK
Ironlight River ran its course.
Andy has moved on to Sunset Graves.
Google it.
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