1. |
Wanderer's Waltz
02:56
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Give me a hand
We can take this caravan
To the rolling hills
At the end
Is one that stands
Wilder than the rest
Who will hold
Its floating strands
With You
Roots show their age
I have been here before
It might look like Heaven
But every year
I clean it up
To see If I can roll back time
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2. |
Originator
03:53
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Sweat it out and wrap it up again
The desert sun is your only friend
Trust its time its easy rise and fall
To lift the chain and rise above the sprawl
Up the edge that named many a man
Past the thorns with their lonely stench
To calm
Solitude
To tones
Unknown
No one comes and no one goes
Structure breeds curiosity
The input is under your command
The outcome is left to total chance
That's the risk of finding origin
Forgive
The visions
Of those
Inside
Inherited their alibi
Under the foreign skyline
Particles show their hue
Find not a path to follow
But something close to you
Past the grove and hidden in the shade
I will wait for a stranger day
For a man to find his way to me
He won't speak but in me he will see
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3. |
Memory Of Kids
02:40
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Up the stairs
Through the glass
He grins he smokes
What a show
All the ants in single file they go
With a wrench
Their turn is told
Behind the steel
The truth unfolds
Leave the drops until they see the mold
Immunity cannot be sole
In the vault amoebas grow
Come in blue
The skin is turned to stone
If the warden falls
Would their heads all turn
Or is their program locked
Add the code one more day
Figure five
Is on the board
He placed it there
His touch is cold
In the seam between the night and day
Executive decisions made
The quarantine to be delayed
Scratch the dirt from underneath the skin
Up the stairs
Through the glass
He grins he smokes
What a show
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4. |
Man Of Science
03:23
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Up the stairs
Through the glass
He grins He smokes
What a show
All the ants in single file they go
With a wrench
Their turn is told
Behind the steel
The truth unfolds
Leave the drops until they see the mold
Immunity cannot be sole
In the vault amoebas grow
Come in blue The skin is turned to stone
If the warden falls
Would their heads all turn
Or is their program locked
Add the code one more day
Add the code one more day
Figure five
Is on the board
He placed it there
His touch is cold
In the seem between the night and day
Executive decisions made
The quarantine to be delayed
Scratch the dirt from underneath the skin
Up the stairs
Through the glass
He grins He smokes
What a Show
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5. |
Collective
03:31
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In the sky
There is an aisle
It can never change
All our thoughts
And measured gains
They are built the same
They are the screen
Through the holes we see
The open seed
Our brother gave
We can reach for it
For the truth
Just close your eyes
It is in the night
The light beside
The family guide
Climb the vine and watch our hands entwine
Tonight
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6. |
Echo Goes For Days
03:43
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Would I pick the grape
Would I walk the plank
As I stroll away
I think about those days
When we had self doubt
But acted anyway
As I feel an ache
I wander to the cave
Past the stones and reaching vines
Once touched by hands like mine
In the citadel
The echo goes for days
Dark on winter days
It calms me while I stay
Slow I step outside
To drama and dismay
To grass that grows again
Spoiled with every step
Underneath the soil my feet
The sediment holds life
Women are dancing
With their fathers
Children discover
One another
Every joy to be experienced
Every joy that's been experienced
Passing and sublime
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7. |
Four Four Four
03:55
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Beyond the hazy sky is a cosmic truth
We will never reach formations not perceived
In the researcher's eye the atom cannot die
But past the cloud the shroud
Whose principles are sound
Why'd I give said the scribe
The layers crystallized with colors vitalized
Dimensions are our own
The senses build our dome
We build it brick by brick to be what we are not
Signal at the top
Projections to be swapped
Check the clock my dear
I am gone again
Visitations are permitted now
I'm exploring your eyes
For formations familiar
The vessels not my own
Anymore
As I move into phase I think of 60's jazz
They played along the haze
But now they all have passed
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8. |
Formations
03:58
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Beyond the hazy sky is a cosmic truth
We will never reach formations not perceived
In the researcher's eye the atom cannot die
But past the cloud the shroud
Whose principles are sound
Why'd I give said the scribe
The layers crystallized with colors vitalized
Dimensions are our own
The senses build our dome
We build it brick by brick to be what we are not
Signal at the top
Projections to be swapped
Check the clock my dear
I am gone again
Visitations are permitted now
I'm exploring your eyes
For formations familiar
The vessels not my own
Anymore
As I move into phase I think of 60's jazz
They played along the haze
But now they all have passed
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9. |
Like Water
04:31
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We flow like water
Into the valley
We group
Combine
Slowly we dry
Like all things we pass
But even
When shallow
We look
The same
One day when there's nothing
Left to hold
Who's left
To blame
The calm the breeze the gust
These changes are a must
Hold fast
We're coming to terms with everything that we missed
The mountain has witnessed
The changes
Its shadow
Protective
Its ridges the veins
The valley has harbored
The puddles
Reflecting
We give it
Its shape
The birds the bees the bust
These changes are a must
Hold fast
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10. |
Sprout
02:13
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We weren't sure that we would be caught
Looking for cookies in our mother's jar
You mirrored my steps as I walked away
Those sandals you wore do not fit today
I see you in my reflection
Brother how you've grown
You caught the ball that I tossed to you
You'd be throwing the ball the rest of your life
Without a worry you dove for first base
Reckless you were and still are today
I see you in my reflection
Brother how you've grown
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11. |
Beyond The Noise
05:00
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In this house
Believe your heart beats
Through the wild weeds
Through the old beats
Through the dark deeds
For a while
I sang pleasantly
Hurricane came
Choked the dry twang
Coated the stain
If the ceiling changes shape
Vaults itself to space
Who needs time
Let the stars keep time
Once more
Closing in
Droning mechanically
Turn off the fuse
Tighten the screws
The soles of your shoes
Pass the can slowly
Shaky hands
This is the hump
Eat the last clump
Rations will come
If I found a path out there
Dangerous but true
Would you follow me
Follow me to the river's end
Grab your coat Leave the keys
We will run far into the night
Past the mines and grinding gears
We will find solace in the dawn
Sleep in trees Touch the leaves
Moist and nourishing the touch
This is a fantasy
But I ask that you believe in me
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