1. |
Nothing Of The Tomb
03:02
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Somewhere in this void
(Maybe)
Perhaps the answer lies
Ready to exhume
(Maybe)
Or maybe it still hides?
Patient and undefined
Somewhere in this rune
(Maybe)
An excavation will reveal
The love that we entombed,
(Maybe)
Or will the effort to unseal
Show no child in the womb?
(Show nothing of the tomb?)
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2. |
Your Wish Is My Command
02:55
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This voice I think I’ve heard before,
Though your face is unfamiliar
Your voice is one I recognize
The monks who lit the incense in the temple
Might know the reason the message seems to lock
(Lock)
Though I fear I only heard in passing
Your voice is one I understand,
Your voice, your wish is my command
This voice I think I’ve heard before,
Though in this field there are many imitations,
Your voice is one that trumps them all
And the mice who crawl through mazes for your study
Might have some thoughts as to why I fall in line
Though I fear there’s too much that you’re asking
Your voice is one I understand
Your voice, your wish is my command
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3. |
The Silence And The Song
04:13
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Go forth,
(Go forth)
Go forth my child, head into the leaves, into the fog,
You
(You)
Must go alone
(Must go alone)
This time don’t wait for me, don’t wait at all
And the friends you’ll make between
(You’ll make between)
The corners and the bends may accompany
(May accompany)
So go forth until you’re gone
And all that lingers
Is the path,
(The path)
the blades of grass the condensation in the dawn, the dawn
Will soon
(Will soon)
Evaporate
(Evaporate)
Like you it will move on, it won’t be long
And the love
(And the love)
You’ll make between
(You’ll make between)
The silence and the song
Is yours to keep
(Is yours to keep)
To nurture ’til it’s gone
And all that lingers
Go forth
(Go forth)
Go forth my child, go forth until you reach the sea
The tide
(The tide)
Will come and go, the waves will fall and rise at land’s end
I saw
(I saw)
The ocean bleed
(The ocean bleed)
And now I’m twice my age
Don’t wait for me
(Don’t wait for me)
Go forth until it’s gone
And all that lingers
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4. |
Spring Of Spite
02:21
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Innocent one, let’s take a ride
(Let’s take a ride)
Against the river of our demise
(Of our demise)
We drank from the spring of spite
To wash out the taste of life then chased it down with what we remember
Forgetful one, can you still recall?
Do you have memories at all?
Innocent one, do you still believe
(Do you still believe)
The promise that was made for eternity?
(To eternity)
To bottle up the spring of spite,
To wash down the taste of life
So that some people can feel better
Hesitant one do you hear the call?
Can you even hear at all?
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5. |
The Love Of The Game
05:29
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I’m not doing it for the love of the game
I’m not doing this just to prove I’m somehow better
Work all day, stay up all night,
Been going at it for so long, could use a vacation,
And when the bell tolls, the obvious question,
Was it worth it? Was it worth it?
Was it worth it? Was it worth it? Yes it’s worth it ‘cause
I’m not doing it for the love of the game
I’m not logging the hours to prove I’m somehow better,
I’m not in the weeds to absolve myself of blame,
I’m not doing this for myself, yea I’m not doing this for myself
I’m not doing this for myself, yea I’m not doing this for myself
Not hauling away, just to get it done,
And spending of my sweet time to hustle ‘cause I think it’s fun,
When I draw my last breath, the logical question,
Was it worth it? Was it worth it?
Was it worth it? Was it worth it? Yes it’s worth it ‘cause
I never did it for the love of the game,
Wasn’t drenched in sweat to prove I’m somehow better,
This desperation isn’t to rid myself of shame,
I’m not doing this for myself, yea I’m not doing this for myself
I’m not doing this for myself, yea I’m not doing this for myself
C’mon
When the crow cries across the cemetery,
And all the tears dried and we’re sedentary,
As dead souls lie, the obvious question,
Was it worth it? Was it worth it?
Was it worth it? Was it worth it? Yes it’s worth it ‘cause
I’m not doing this for myself, yea I’m not doing this for myself
Yea I’m not doing this for myself, yea I’m not doing this for myself
Yea I’m not doing this for myself, yea I’m not doing this for myself
Yea I’m not doing this for myself, yea I’m not doing this for myself
C’mon
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6. |
Imaginary Friend
03:07
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Imaginary friend, how was your day?
I was lost in pretend when you were away
And now that you’ve come again, it feels more real than ever
My one dearest friend, so that we can stay together
I’ll be lost in pretend, even if it’s forever
And in our reality, you’ll feel more real than ever
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7. |
Sign Of Life
03:37
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Looking down into the distance
From a sea of stars so very high
Beyond the sky there’s no resistance
No sense of where we are, nor sense of why
We’re searching
(We’re searching)
For a sign of life
Searching for a sign of life
(We’re searching)
Looking for a sign of life
You can only look so far
Searching, combing every mile
Of a place unknown and unseen,
Working, somewhat in denial,
Though there is still is faith to believe
In searching for a sign
(We’re searching)
For a sign of life
Searching for a sign of life
(We’re searching)
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for another soul
Looking down into the distance
The cloud tops will give way and depart
And maybe if just for an instance
There was a way to say, to impart
That we’re searching
(We’re searching)
For a sign of life
Searching for a sign of life
(We’re searching)
Looking for a sign of life
Look closer when you’re
Searching
(We’re searching)
For a sign of life
Searching for a sign of life
(We’re searching)
Looking for a sign of life
Look closer when you’re
Searching
(We’re searching)
For a sign of life
Searching for a sign of life
(We’re searching)
Looking for a sign of life
Look closer when you’re
Searching
(We’re searching)
For a sign of life
Searching for a sign of life
(We’re searching)
Looking for a sign of life
Look closer when you’re
Searching for a sign of life
(We’re searching)
(We’re searching)
(We’re searching)
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8. |
Happy Days
03:26
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The happiest of times,
Our dreams came true and got to see the sunshine,
This feeling of delight
(This feeling of delight)
It’s getting warmer
This heart is one as it take flight
Over and over
The most joyful of days,
Our bets paid off and fortune smiled and came,
Now fortune’s here to stay
(Now fortune’s here to stay)
It’s getting warmer,
The mind is one as it replays
The memory over and over
The happiest of days,
They’re yours to keep and cherish to the grave,
That happiness was waged,
That tears of joy were shed
And for a moment
This was fun
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9. |
Sad God
05:11
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*/ lyrics by maya stoner and originally performed by floating room
letting go
of something that you still love
I still had plans for you
and all the things we’d do
but now I just can't believe
oh my sad god
look at what we've become
I thought I believed
but was I the only one?
the light
still shows
in the night
it still glows
but the darkness is so deep
and I'm afraid I am too weak
but now I just want to be strong
to be strong
oh my sad god
look what we've become
I thought I believed
but was I the only one?
oh my sad god
forgive me for what I have done
believe that I believed
in the only golden sun/son(?)
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