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Reality Check
04:52
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Threads
10:26
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Threads
An ache, a pain we're off again, mind racing heart pacing
Fear a raging beat inside my head… what's it like being dead?
Don’t want to leave, will anyone grieve, fragile hold thoughts untold
Fear a crashing wave inside my head… what's it like being dead?
Here on the edge it's hard pulling threads of my soul
Picking at my coat I take back my thought forever wrought
But never meant the music in my soul
Belies the whole beauty tinged with sorrow
A reflective dance of light and dark fills my mind
I will answer I know…
I am not what I am, half of myself
Broken worn away, something torn astray
Incomplete and lost but not alone… what’s it like being dead?
Hope and love is all I need to be more, selfless giving beauty is you
Every ache every pain, I'm dying again… what's it like being dead?
Here on the edge it's hard pulling threads from my soul
Picking at my coat I take back my thought forever wrought
But never meant the music in my soul
Belies the whole beauty tinged with sorrow
A reflective dance of light and dark fills my mind
I will answer I know…
Burning down the inside hollowed out, near empty
A shell on the shore washed by the sea
The sea is me
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3. |
Falling To Pieces
06:15
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Falling To Pieces
In this fragile state I contemplate
You falling off the end of the world
Spinning down, round and round
Swirling like the blinding snow
And I'm trying to reach out for you
But I'm losing sight of you
Then falling to pieces
Falling to pieces…
If you're here today then gone away
Where would all our moments go?
Would they disappear inside the tears?
Or live forever on a slide show
So I'm trying to hold on to you
And I'm being so strong for you
Inside I'm falling to pieces
Falling to pieces…
I watch you falling into the sun
I see you rising into that beautiful light
Then I watch you going into that sun
And I see you smiling to be going home
Where the jigsaw comes together
And there's no more falling to pieces…
Can you hear me? Can you touch me?
Can you see me, hold me, love me?
Do you watch me, like I watch you?
Falling into love is the way that I see you
Always near me, so can you hear me?
Writing down the ways, writing down the ways
I see you… I see you…
How could I live with out your voice?
How could I live without your hope?
How could I live without your joy?
How could I live? How could I live without you?
Without you…
I'm falling to pieces… falling to pieces…
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4. |
Traces
07:21
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Traces
If the lights go out do I disappear?
If no one hears me do I disappear?
If no-one cares do I disappear?
In time do we all just disappear?
You said 'don't let me die' but what could I do?
Just empty words to hide a lie knowing more than I wanted to
A beer in the sunshine the warmth on my skin
Tired eyes closed detached again
Offer an untruth, the hand that hides the guilt and fear
Disconnected feelings, questions for my tears
A deceit, a lie that offered no goodbyes
Knowing it was near the end I said 'Goodnight'
Then in the morning I left… still powerless
Traces, leaving traces is all we can do
Making a mark on the road, a notch on the tree
Or spray paint on the skyscraper, blood on the earth
Wash away, scrub away, fade away
Wash away…
Traces of me exist across time and place
A ghost of my face, misplaced?
Immortal thoughts and mortal fears…
Leaving only Traces…
Leaving only Traces…
Hope lies in beauty, faith lies in you
Lies in goodness, lies in kindness, lies in you
Hope lies in beauty, faith lies in you
Lies in goodness, lies in kindness, lies in you…
When this body wears me out I won't feel a thing
Threads of thought unravel to reveal a fabric of deceit
More nothing than something
While this body wears me out, hope and fear colliding
Held together with dreams and tears
More something than nothing
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5. |
Thicker Than Water
14:49
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Thicker Than Water
Part 1 - Innersense
The days are long, the sun is warm, smell the long grass, feel the breeze
buttercup summer daydreams form endless days of hazy reverie
close to earth, health our wealth how we grow, how we grow… closer
.. and in these quiet hours I reflect, am I richer now? or do I regret
what the journey changed in me? the cost of truth and reality,
the cost of truth and reality, the cost of truth and reality
The days are hard, the wind is cold
I never thought I'd be so old.. so soon
summer dreams are almost gone replaced by twilight thoughts of home
never thought, never ever thought how we grow,
never ever thought how we grow ...older
.. and in these quiet hours I reflect am I richer now? or do I regret
what the world has changed in me? the cost of time and empathy,
the cost of time and empathy, the cost of time and empathy
What brought us here? What brought us here?
only love and hope and fear
cast the blood against the stone, eaten slowly, by something borne
What brought us here? What brought us here?
only love and hope and fear...
Part 2- Firelight shadows
Fireside dreams alive slipping by in smoke..
embers of youth reveal a new truth… dreams in flames…
no one to blame….. only me? But is it me? How could it be?
All to blame…… moth to flame…. hammer to stone…..
blood and bone….. thicker than water? A kind of torture?
Thicker than water? A kind of torture
What happened to us? What happened to us?
Part 3 - Secrets Revealed
… and have you learned, or have you lived?
made the same mistakes and never burned a bridge?
and all those times you lash at me
is there something you don't really want to see?
and have you lived or have you learned?
have the ghosts of loss once again returned?
when those self righteous thoughts occur, don't you think about the people you will hurt? …
and have you learned, or have you lived?….
have you learned, or have you lived? have you learned, or have you lived?….
what happened, what happened to us?
burned by time and circumstance
can we stop this stupid dance? it wears me out, it wears me out ...
do you see me, or only you? sometimes I wonder what I really have to do
and what I do is never enough
throw it back at me and then you call it love
heads or tails, laugh or cry? its not enough for me, or you, to even try
wish that I could help you try to change but I know I'd only end up being blamed
what happened, what happened to us?
burned by time and circumstance
can we stop this stupid dance? it wears me out…. it wears me out…..
part 4 - Aquiescence
Never moving on…. moving on
it wears me out…. it wears me out
wears me out…..
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