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Unlimited Free Refill
01:21
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Wicked rain falling on my wedding day.
It was not bravery that kept me from running.
I would have had I not fallen down.
Fell in fear.
Fell to the ground.
Stubborn sun bringing light to the night that would have no end.
We're scared to end most things.
Especially when they won't come again.
But it should have an end.
Shouldn't it now?
Nagging mind putting salt on a wound that would have healed.
Should have gone away.
But instead it stays.
But it should have an end.
Shouldn't it now?
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These Words
03:32
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these words you swear by
with time they will fade
because nothing stays the same
won't someone please
turn back the page
and in my greatest
moments i will say
"it seems as if I'm in a play
a score written from
the feelings that i convey"
the glass sweat until there was
a water stain on your fathers organ
a crescent moon that will never be full
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Potential Energy
00:59
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Everyday he paints the ocean.
But its something he has never seen.
Its from his deepest oldest memory.
From men before him.
He dreams of eyes like his to look into.
Eyes that see far and wide.
This man who has never seen his face.
And any day he paints a mountain.
He wonders if what he has made is true.
And most often he figures it its.
While looking on his naked palms he finds
with every question there is a line.
He dreams of hand like his to hold onto.
Hands with their own unique lines.
This man, I've never seen his face.
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Hogtied
02:17
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hogtied and out of lies
hardly even there
and you showed me how to care
tonight i was
tongue tied and out of lies
hardly even there
and you saved me from despair
i'm thankful
but our love was depending on
the time we spent apart
the air to feed the spark
but now its too much
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Jealousy (Ugly Beast)
00:43
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You Have the Secrets
03:53
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Tolerance of Hate
03:31
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You may have been the purest child.
But the world is not pure.
Thoughts and feelings will surface and become
actions you may regret.
Decisions you make.
And the people you choose to trust.
Will shape who you are.
How you treat others reflects how you treat yourself.
Love yourself. Your tolerance of hate.
Could build up until its too late.
Ask yourself if your child self would love
what you've become. What you have made.
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10. |
Bed as an Island
02:19
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because i can't
because i won't
i'm not a man
who thinks he knows
what is going on
im uninformed
our positions far beyond
whats natural
hoo hoo hoo
a hoo hoo ahh ahh ahh
hoo hoo hoo
a hoo hoo ahh ahh ahh
because i don't care
im in my head
on an island
in my bed
what is going on
im uninformed
our positions far beyond
whats natural
hoo hoo hoo
a hoo hoo ahh ahh ahh
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Object Abandon
01:03
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12. |
Another "Waiting For"
06:17
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Waiting for the warmth to reach my bones.
But I know it won't. I know it won't.
And I said that the warmth would reach my bones.
But it seems it won't. I know.
"Creek bed" the words in my head when I reach the day.
Exposed stones in a row. Cold and dry.
Waiting for the warmth to reach my bones.
But I know it won't. I know.
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Empty Star
03:18
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Empty star the death of light.
Brings with it the name.
Exceeding the life of it's own eyes.
It carries on as our grave.
Chosen to give.
Chosen to give.
Empty star
Sparkle once to demonstrate.
Twinkle twice to try.
Pour a glass of milk at night.
Just to pour out the day.
Chosen to give
Chosen to give
Empty star
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Talking for Fun
02:06
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Silence
03:07
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Silence it came and brought with it shame.
Alone to my thoughts and i'm insane.
Thank god for the people that turn me on.
With them I know that I am home.
A home is a purpose. A home is a cast.
Protecting your wounds while they mend.
The storm brings us inside where we stay dry.
Our troubles at rest at least for tonight.
We celebrate life. We celebrate death.
We sing of our love and we sing of our stress.
We need it all the good and the bad.
A balance a trade a debt we will pay.
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i love
and if there was nothing else
but i could
remember my life
i could dream
of it for a million years
it would be
enough to last that long
some nights
i feel as if i understand
but that my tongue and my hands
cannot achieve it
but the story is alive
and we live it everyday
i can see in your blankest stare
when you've forgotten
where you are
that you must
see the most beautiful
places in your dreams
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We Never is the recording project of Carter Burton.
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