Lyrics
Three-Fold Moment
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When your eyes hit
I can feel the static in the air
It burns, it cuts
I want to grab it
But it’s only a moment before it’s gone
I’m left with the feeling of hot blood
When the calm becomes a field of anger
I lose my breath, I lose touch
My love becomes cancer
And I dance off the cliff
I dance off the cliff
I’m left with the feeling of hot blood
God knows I’ve been trying so hard
Not to see you in the world, in my palm
I fall back into you when I lash out numb
And I’m done, I’m done, I’m done, I’m done, I’m done, I’m done.
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Carry on without me, it’s okay
Carry on without me, it’s okay
I’d love to see you on a brighter day
I’d love to see you on a brighter day
Can’t these dreams be memories, and these memories dissipate
Can’t these dreams be memories, and these memories dissipate
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Waiting for Spring’s bloom
Where does the time go
Buried in the sand
It doesn’t mean a thing
Lost in my own home
Where does the time go
Wandering in my bedroom
Staring at my phone
Get me out of here
Get me out of here
I am a shadow
Where does the time go
Been the same damn day for a month
And the same damn month for a year.
Get me out of here
Get me out of here
Get me out of here
Get me out of here
Guidance
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Jumpin’ Jack rabbit robbin’ my scratch ticket
Lickety split to the exit, don’t look back.
Confound me, oh don’t surround me
I’m known to kick fits when the slick bitches snitch.
Woah, luck runnin’ out again.
As a soldier I thought I told ya,
Obey a command, now are you my man?
Yes general, my men were all memorable
Sticking with eachother even at their own funeral
Woah, luck runnin’ out again
Pretty penny oh won’t you tell me
To get a good meal instead of bottles of this swill
Bubbly bottle, clutchin’ the throttle
To be a role model got to get your head straight.
Woah, luck runnin out again.
And this bench will become my bed
To lay my head, goddamn I need rest.
Dreams of war are at my door
With a roarin’ score goal lighting up the forest floor.
Woah, luck running out again.
Is there any way out of this black hole?
Is there any way I can save my soul?
God save me I know I’m depraved
I want to behave, priest give me god’s grace.
Woah, luck runnin’ out again.
Is there any way out of this black hole?
Is there any way I can save my soul?
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It’s been a warm winter
Considerin’ the years
My bones pin like splinters
It’s all I can hear
Tired of nostalgia
Tired of future fears
Tired of remembrin’
Won’t never be clear
Why can’t I ever be here
Let’s talk about the weather
Laugh with the good tears
Talk about the war, the poor, the state of our earth
Over a nice cold beer
That’s if I’m outta bed
But it’s so warm in here
Huddled in my underwear
Knowing night draws near
Why can’t I ever be here
Nor there, nor anywhere
But in my skull, in my thoughts
In my curdled sense of self-perception
Why oh why can’t I ever be here
Tired of nostalgia
Tired of future fears
Tired of remembrin’
Won’t never be clear
Why can’t I ever be here
Nor there, nor anywhere
Here, Nor there, nor anywhere
Here, Nor there, nor anywhere
Here, Nor there, nor anywhere
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Honey won’t you come back home
I’ve been really missing you
Honey won’t you come back
Everyday is colder without you here with me
I don’t know how long it’s been
But I’ve been cooking for two
And the meals are going bad in the fridge
And I know
I should’ve stopped long ago
But to acknowledge that would
Send me down a path I just don’t wanna go
Sweet whispers on the wind
Tell me you’ll be close again
Honey won’t you come back home
I’ve been really missing you
Honey won’t you come back
Everyday is colder without you here with me
I wish I could forget that note
The empty drawers and the cool wind
Blowing through that swinging door
And I guess it comes as no surprise
I just wish I had acted
When I still had time
Sweet whispers in my head
Remind me of when we shared a bed
Honey won’t you come back home
I’ve been really missing you
Honey won’t you come back
Everyday is colder without you here with me
Honey won’t you come back home
I’ve been really missing you
Honey won’t you come back
Everyday is colder without you here with me
Everyday is colder
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Outside
Buried on the hillside
Underneath the grass
With my love
Outside
Buried on the hillside
Buried with my love
After all these years
Buried with my love
After all these years
Buried with my love
After all these years
Hillside
Next to the apartment
Over by the river
In the shadow of the grove
Hillside
Next to the apartment
Over by the river
In the shadow of the grove
Buried with my love
After all these years
Buried with my love
After all these years
Outside
Buried on the hillside
Buried with my love
After all these years
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The truth will set you free
But only once it’s done with you
That spider it will breath
In wait to snatch it up from you
Your arthritic movements
Caught up in narcotic truancy
They appeared to take advantage
Of our social fluency
And now…
The things that happen
don’t require your permission
They’ll grab you by the neck
Shut you up and make you listen
Your sad charm and pricked up arm
The coin tossed up for you
Silky web of devil’s thread
Stole what was left to lose
And now…
The forced perspective in
A rectangle of sky
The loamy rain mixed
With the pain of last goodbyes
Flip my shovel ‘round
To struggle with the millstone
The shattered husks that gathered near
To share all that was known\
And now…
I am a man at least in
Sentimental value
Strapped into your pine box
The power shivered into
Now I see how superstitions
Are created
Simple cures for bleak unpures
That all are fated to
And now…
And now…
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How can our fathers
Lead us down these trodden roads
Passed a thousand times before us
By just as empty souls
How can our fathers
Put generations on our backs
Push us out the front door
And seal themselves in wax
I wanna find myself right in their eyes
Hold my shoulders high
So I’ll see ya later Western Mass
Leave those mills spinning
Burn these letters and pills
Toss that town in the trash
Get on this plane
How can our fathers
Steal our passions in the quick
Put us on the paper
And chain it to our wrists
How can our fathers
Drop us on our mothers’ arms
Cut the umbilical chord
And then move along
I wanna find myself right in their arms
Hold me tight
So I’ll see ya later Western Mass
Leave those mills spinning
Burn these letters and pills
Toss that town in the trash
Get on this plane
So I’ll see ya later Western Mass
Leave those mills spinning
Burn these letters and pills
Toss that town in the trash
Get on this plane
How can my father
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I can’t seem
To pick my eyes up off the ground
Every fork
Leads me back to where I’ve been before
Tell me stranger
How do I pick
The rubber from my jaw
Can my legs
Push me forward when the rest of me is dead
Where’s the sign
Pointing clear directions in a straight line
Tell me lover
How do I free
The sour come to pass
Pleading for guidance
Point me towards your northern star
Hoping for an answer
A ways to go though I’ve come so far
Does my heart
Have the courage to keep me from falling apart
Softly thrown
Into the deeper edges of everything I’ve known
Tell me mother
How do I sleep between faith and trust
Pleading for guidance
Point me towards your northern star
Hoping for an answer
A ways to go though I’ve come so far
Pleading for guidance
Point me towards your northern star
Hoping for an answer
A ways to go though I’ve come so far
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One foot in front of the other
One foot in front of the other
One foot in front of the other
Until I get home
One bend of the knee
One bend of the knee
One bend of the knee
Take me where I need to be
Til my soles are worn
Til my soles are worn
Til my soles are worn
Bring me back to where I’m from
One foot in front of the other
One foot in front of the other
One foot in front of the other
Until I get home
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I’ve been struggling since you left me
One deep breath to calm myself down
Talking to myself for three years
Say I’ll come around
Often I’ll slip into a daydream
Wander far lands and memories
And crash back to my day to day
Where nothing’s changed
It is easy to get angry
Looking in the mirror, like what have I done
To pull myself out the fog
Say I’m good enough
At the risk of coming off as trite
I would say I’ve been lonely
And I wish that I could change the way
That things have passed
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Sunshine
won’t you blow my mind
won’t you take some time
and set me free
oh lifetime
I will not spend my life
I will not waste my time
So unhappily
But the grass is getting greener
And the trees are greener too
In the brightness of their beauty
I can marvel at the view
Highlight
I’m guided by the light
You can’t control my high
So leave me be
And my friend
Please don’t follow me
I have to stop this fiend
From corrupting me
My body’s getting cleaner
I can feel it in the air
Another glimpse of freedom
Rustles through my hair
Sunshine
I have woke to thee
Cracking through the trees
I give my thanks
Folk songs ep
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I’m walking down the road
Betwixt fate and my soul
Looking for myself
And finding none
And I can’t run anymore
Cause the posters are lies
And my momma was a Christian
Stayed in the light of the lord
But now she sleeps in darkness
Forever more
And I can’t walk anymore
Cause my bones are dry
But she was 106
And beginning to cry
Cause she’s in so much pain
But you think I lie
Because I’m insane
But soon you’ll all die
And I can’t hide
What I’ve done
No, I won’t hide
What I’ve done
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Let us test the air
Light our flares of excitement, delight it meant
That when the flame grows low, unabashed
That it’ll still grow red
When we burn down to ash
And we’ll drift through the wind
A cloud in spin
And we’ll settle on the ground
And form to immaculate sin
The air seems fresh
So bring the dust to your lungs
Cough up some love and settle in on our home
Sit set build fall
All this motion is flowing but I just can’t keep going
Because it’s too much to deal with
So I stick my foot in the bottom
To stop with the drift
Oh but it, oh but it just sinks in
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Are you pleased with who you are
Getting drunk’s got us real far
Is that enough for each week
I’m not as content as I might seem
I want to know
Is it fate that guides my way
Gentle persuasion throughout the day
Or is it in my own right
A path that I lay by each night
I can’t tell anymore
And if the knife that grazes my stomach
Can’t tell me who I am
Then what fucking can
I’m so lost, so lost
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I’m waiting for letters from a loved one
Anticipation grows greater everyday
I’m waiting for letters from a loved one
The wind won’t tell me when they’ll come
Even when the trees point in the same direction
I’m just waiting on these letters at home
I’m waiting for letters from a loved one
Can’t count the time enough for one day
I’m waiting for letters from a loved one
If we’d move faster over land
I just need that paper in my hand
I’m just waiting for these feelings to end
I’m waiting for letters from a loved on
I can’t wait to read her solemn words
I’m waiting for letters from a loved one
And when I do I’ll probly cry
To these letters I’m bound and tied
I’m just waiting as each day passes by
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Is a man valued by the number of bullets it takes to kill him?
1…2…3…4…
1…2…3…4…
each man worth more
See how they drop
See how they drop to their knees
And cry freedom
Is a girl valued by the number of pains she can hold in her heart?
4…3…2…1…
4…3…2…1…
All whores so rotten
See how they break
See how they break
And cry freedom
Is a god valued by the number of minds he can purify
1…1…1…1…
1…1…1…1…1…
My mind is the, my mind is the, my mind is the purest mind
And I cry freedom
Oh freedom
And I cry freedom
Oh oh
It Smiles as it Kills
God has freed my mind
God has freed my mind