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Throng
06:20
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Footsteps pull me through, with a weight I can't explain.
I don't know how long I was lost, but I know how much it cost.
Copper leaves will hide my way.
The sun came with the wind, and they rose. The grass bent low and then froze.
The trees just grow in circles to the ridgeline up above, where the sun is that much closer.
The sun can't get enough
Have we lost control? Do we need it anymore?
I know its not gone for good. Just dropped it in the woods.
Misplaced sense of war.
The sun came with the wind, and they rose. The grass bent low again then it froze.
The trees are churning burning a silver canopy above.
Yeah, the ones that reach for lightning are the ones that reach too much.
Ive never been so cunning and you'll never be the same, because I know every branch is every single vein.
Coursing through the sky, bleeding from my eager eyes.
Their restless now I see it but I dont know how.
If you grant me second wind Ill ride it till the very end.
You selfish Sun why wont you take anyone?
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Black and Teal
05:07
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Oh shes ready. Grab the wheel. Keep steady. On an even keel.
The oceans ready, with heavy heels. Swirl and eddy with black and teal.
They’re not waiting for sun or rain, peace or pain you feel.
They’re not waiting for sun or rain, peace or pain you feel.
My love comes in waves. She breaks my calm then breaks away.
Chasing tides like frenzied fools. How they rip and how they pull.
Oh shes ready. Grab the wheel. Keep steady. On an even keel.
The oceans ready, with heavy heels. Swirl and eddy with black and teal.
Oh shes ready. Grab the wheel. Keep steady. On an even keel.
The oceans ready, with heavy heels. Swirl and eddy with black and teal.
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3. |
The Clearing
02:40
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4. |
Wildfire
04:28
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Im spitting on candles I'm spitting on fire. I'll man the handles, but they don't turn the tires.
In a wildfire. In a wildfire. In a wildfire. In a wildfire heey.
Ill spit in the haze now. Spit in the the street. I've been lost for days now. In my machine.
And time flies in god's eyes. In a wildfire. In a wildfire. In a wildfire
His fingers move a fiery red. They set root and the fire spreads.
Move slow. Wind blows. Black snow. In a wildfire heey.
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5. |
Ancient Curves
04:53
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Hey now hold your own Its real. Hey now hold your own it's so.
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6. |
Man
05:51
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I'll go alone if you will too. Ill wait at the end for you.
Ive got this plan, I learned it from another.
He's my old friend, he's my long lost brother
You take the high and Ill take low.
Its easy we paved both.
walk and find as much as you can hold,
with tiger’s eyes and a heart made of gold.
Heey.
Overthrow is all that I know. Paths left red are soaked.
The suns that shine. They're all mine. I named them.
Walk this field no stone unclaimed,
so when you die you can stack them on your graves.
Overthrow is all that I know. Paths left red are soaked.
I know it's not nearly over. Not nearly.
When I'm gone my plan lives on. Revere me.
Roots hold me down I wear a moss hide.
Fallen down now by the wayside.
Faceless, face down, eyes closed, mind open wind.
Yeah Yeah
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7. |
Grey Bird
06:54
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Now let go,
of wasted time.
back to ground,
chest to sky.
Wooo
All you know,
your whole live.
Dust to dust,
just to die.
Wooo
Greybird swoop down low, greybird.
Greybird take these legs, though they're all I know.
killer skies, killer skies, killer
Painted face,
all you see is harpy eyes.
killer mouth is open,
with killer skies.
Wooo
Greybird swoop down low, greybird.
Greybird takes those who beg, and those who dont.
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Dead Seconds Brooklyn, New York
Dead Seconds is primeval blues-rock rooted in Brooklyn’s underground that defies taxonomy, injecting the petrified heartwood of psychedelia with the decadence of harmonious narrative. Over three years in the making, The Grain is Dead Seconds' first self-released studio album. ... more
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