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I’m looking forward to a year of burning out
I’m looking forward to a year of beaming signals from the ground
I don’t believe you when you say the well’s gone dry
Not when you’re everything that fills the field
That blooms before my eyes
I’m optimistic but then time is running out
She’ll make demands of you, the unrelenting wave
Then breaks the plans with you and asks you why you had to up and change
A hundred roses on the edge of April
She’s peeling an orange on the fire escape
I’m optimistic but then time is running out
The world to come is an olive grove
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I Want It
04:00
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Sitting in the back of the room
Everybody’s eyes on you
You know I want it
I want it
Reading what you recommend
I could never just pretend
You know I want it
I want it
I could stay online, I’ll stay awake, I’ll stay in my lane
But I’m going off the cliff each time I hear you saying my name
We’re closer to the end than the beginning
To the bend and break
Tied up in the back of the car
Didn’t mean to drive this far
You know I want it
Could you see I want it?
Water underneath the bridge
Was it a push, our was it a slip?
I could stay online, I’ll stay awake, I’ll stay in my lane
But I crash into the ocean when I hear you calling my name
We’re closer to the edge than in the middle
To the bend and break
Now that you see what you’re up against
What’s it gonna take to change your mind?
Wish it was easy to forget
On borrowed time
I could stay online, I’ll stay awake, I’ll stay in my lane
But I crash into the ocean when I hear you calling my name
We’re closer to the end than the beginning
To the bend and break
Sitting in the back of the room
Everybody’s eyes on you
You know I want it
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Solstice
03:41
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Write down a list of all the things you want to let go of
Sign your name and fold it in half
Then go to the kitchen and turn on the burner
Start at the edges and swallow it whole
Hook, line
I don’t think the words are all that important
It just seems right to keep them all closely contained
When the crease on the page is as real as a national border
Imagine the world you want but don’t file it away
Bind it as a sign like the flickering light of the lonely storefront
Before your eyes can adjust to the dark on the longest night
From here on out
At least all of our days will be longer
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Power
05:20
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Who has power?
Who cut the lights, they’re burning in the day
Who blew the marketplace away?
Who reads palms?
Locks eyes with all the obstacles
Whose idea was it anyway?
Whiplash
I don’t have to wait any longer for this to arrive
I can generate my own power
Whiplash
I don’t have to wait any longer for this to arise
I can celebrate my own power
Do you ever stop holding hands in public?
Hid the blade in your inner pocket
Aren’t you proud of all your progress?
Aren’t you proud, aren’t you proud?
Whiplash
I don’t have to wait any longer for this to arrive
I can generate my own power
Whiplash
I don’t have to wait any longer for this to arise
I can celebrate my own power
My own
Who has power?
Who cut the lines we buried underground?
Who does their wandering aloud?
Who reads psalms?
Makes laws from lines of poetry
Whose idea was it anyway?
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Moon Spell
00:43
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What does it feel like not to worry?
What if I dropped
Dropped the story?
What if we lost
What if we lost the plot?
What if this is all we’ve got?
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Flyover
02:45
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Drive fast past the ruin
Flyover country looks like the same
as it did before you were born
There’s nothing to touch, nothing to spoil
Have I said too much?
Nothing to spoil
What must it be like to live this way
For no one’s sake but mine?
What must it be like to live this way
For no one’s sake
Landlocked in the ruin
Flyover country
Give me strength to return in some other form
There’s nothing to touch, nothing to spoil
Have I said too much?
Nothing to spoil
What must it be like to live this way
For no one’s sake but mine?
What must it be like to live this way
For no one’s sake
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Call me the Ice Prince
Hold me at arm’s length
Float me down river
and pull me right back in again
Sea of reeds and ocean jasper
Creeping in low
The feeling that we’ve met before
Am I to wait?
What if you stay?
Blossom of the spring unfolding
But I’m not your flower
Or a test for your honor
It’s a delicate power
We’re aching just to let it go
Not a jewel to hold on to
The arrow that found you
Piercing the armor
Blossom of the spring unfolding
Spring unfolding
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Ready
03:21
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Now
Now that you’re ready
I see you readjust your sails
The dream that flies away
Go in for the layup
but you could’ve shot the lights out from half court
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The Stillness
03:45
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Guard the tiny ember in your heart
Watch over the fire that’s still burning in the dark
Peel back every layer and then start again until you notice it
The voice that says you’re at home again
When there’s nothing up above or below
When there’s nothing outside or within you can hold
Watch the path in front of you unfold again
Spring unfolds again, and it’s guiding you home again
There’s no sign along the way
Telling you which road you should take
Telling you you’ve not been led astray
Oh, quiet down
Only in the stillness hear the sound
Time is not a place that you can go
Build it up a temple that is melting with the snow
Joining with the current as it flows again into the ocean
Let it carry you home again
Your own voice is singing you home again
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New Fresh Hell
05:03
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Where do we go from here?
The trail is running cold
Where do we turn from here?
This new fresh hell is getting old
This new fresh hell
It looks good on you
I hope you will invite me
Into the room where all this started
When you learned to keep your promises
Where do we go from here?
The trail is getting colder by the day
Where do we turn from here?
This new fresh hell is getting old enough to name
We’ll give it it’s own name
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Olive Grove
00:55
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The break is an instant and healing’s for life
Gather the pieces and stitch up our time
The world to come is coming home
The world to come is an olive grove
The world to come is an olive grove
The world to come is coming home
All the old names of places restored
The world to come is an olive grove
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