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The Garden Gate
02:39
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Imagine for a moment
That everything that you thought was everything
Was just the beginning
Every weathered storm a fragment
Of a future becoming
Past the meadow lies a garden
Where we'll leave it all behind
Free of all our earthly anchors
Weight of years of borrowed time
For in the end we're but a shadow
Of who we were in our short lives
Before a gate forever arching
Bathing us in brand new light
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2. |
The Ox Months
05:20
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Lord knows I've always
Promised you this
Promised I wouldn't
Stand where I couldn't
Stand to and shouldn't
And though I have a habit
Of teaching myself a lesson
If this is the answer
Then what was the question
Did I lose it getting so caught up
In the things that won't even matter
Did I waste it being so stuck
On the people that don't even give a shit
Did I miss it hunting high and low
For the reason and the rhyme of my doing this
In the ox months it gets so dark
That you can't see the thick in the thin of it
Failed expedition
Confirming my fears
Destined to captain a sinking ship
Born my own anchor
A crack in the hull
Taking on water til I'm
Wholly submerged
Swallowed by the earth in the
Blinding white sea
I walk away, I always do
I walk away, I always
I walk away, I always do
When I start to struggle
I walk away, I always do
I walk away, I always
I walk away, I always do
I walk away
I walk away
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3. |
Stillbloom
05:26
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Lo, I've been
Waging war inside my head
Since I was old enough to stand
But not yet old enough to sit
Now I can't go on
Another song about lament
Without acknowledging the fact
I don't remember half of it
But I cannot forget
The way it made me feel
And doesn't make me feel
A life under a veil
No matter what I do
In ire by flame or flood
You find your way straight back
You still bloom
I await the day with baited breath
To rue the moment you reveal yourself once more
For there are only so many places
Capable of keeping something like that
Under lock and key or Latin phrases
Spells designed as mantras that I tell myself
Something like "if I keep myself in your good graces"
But that ain't ever worked
For one could never fill
A void so cavernous
Where sun it doesn't rise
For moon it doesn't set
Just hangs there in the sky
As black as black can get
And dreams they don't bear fruit
But still bloom
You still bloom
In the meadow of my mind
You still bloom
What's made it's home inside of me
That looms so large yet can't be seen
What's made it's home inside of me
That looms so large
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4. |
Fingers Crossed
04:18
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Wake up homeless
In a house of brittle leaves
This trembling palace
In a land that feels abandoned
Where the wind speaks like it's shouting
And I've been thinking
'Bout how we don't know where we go when we go
I don't wanna be the last in tow
Stranded at the end of the line
I wanna trade in my lessons and my memories
I wanna buy us both a trip home
Spend my days here slowly wasting
Not my old self
Constant changeling
I've been doubting, sometimes straying
Fingers crossed but I've been praying
And I've been thinking
'Bout how we don't know where we go when we go
All we want is just a chance to reap
The fruit of all the seeds that we've sewn
And I wanna meet you in the garden of infinity
I wanna watch the light wash over me
I saw you in the yard today
But every time that I got too close
You flew away
Or opened up my mouth to speak
You were gone before I got that far
And I know it's not for keeps
But it still stings
And it's getting clearer
In each and every single way
That you're here for me to see
Not for me to save, and that's okay
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5. |
Meadow Of My Mind
05:16
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I lay down in the meadow of my mind
And wait for a predator
To stalk me slowly from behind
If for no other reason than for sport
If for no other reason
Than to show me who's in charge
I'm not the king of this kingdom
I'm not pulling my own strings
But I mean something here
Where they say I exist
Where I'll find my meaning
Though I won't always see it clear
Through my guilt
Through my shame
For my grief
It comes an unabating rain
I'm not the king of this kingdom
Or it's castle crumbling
As I float further out from what's real
Past the wildlife of the windowsill
Of a room more a tomb
Than a room it might seem
I can't help but think of you
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6. |
Overgrown
06:11
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What's the opposite of an omen
That's what I need right now
I saw the roof cave in
I watched the house
Come down
I still see you standing there
Draped in an off-white gown
Corner of my eye
Face beyond the clouds
Wind between the chimes
And someday, we will
Come to find
We don't run out of time
We weren't down here alone
Overgrown
What's a metaphor for a moment
You come to realize
Heaven's not a faint, fractured memory
Of a former life
But the wings of a hummingbird
Beating like a heart
Tearing at the night
Radiating light
Marigolden dawn
And someday, we will
Come to find
We don't run out of time
We weren't down here alone
Overgrown
The sweetest nectar hides
Not within the things
We're scared to leave behind
For those not yet defined
But the ones we've yet to find
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7. |
Saudade
02:01
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Where do our angels go
When they got nothing left
But blind hail mary's on long-lost airwaves
Broadcasting out into nothingness
Do you think they feel like us
Like heaven may one day just swallow them up
If I don't speak your name do you still exist
If I don't speak your name do you still exist
If no one speaks our names do we still exist
Or do we fade away
Day unto night
Ship in a storm
Tears in the rain
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8. |
A Wing Upon The Window
03:51
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Remember me
Not unlike a flower pressed between
The pages of your life
Faint but sweet
Leaves and petals petrified
Marred by ink
Blurring all the lines
The space between
Harder to define
In the stillest hours between dark and light
My still singing limbs like a breeze
That blows through your memory
And sets you free
Remember me
Steady as the wind between the leaves
Echoing through time
A sign
The kind you might ignore but can't deny
A song that gives you life
A dream
Whose meaning you can't ever seem to shake
Though not for lack of trying
A wing upon the window in the dead of night
My still singing limbs like a breeze
That blows through your memory
And sets you free
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9. |
The Black Dog
04:17
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There is a dog that lives in me
Who'd rather be put down than tamed
Who howls at night until he's hoarse
And I am sick and I am weak
And from a noose-like leash he hangs
And wails that I am undeserving
That I have wrought all that I see
I have failed the one's that love me
There is a wolf that guards the gate
Lets naught of splendor part his gaze
Made meals of men greater than me
Who couldn't put him in his place
Or curb that cursed feral tongue
That throws itself to speak as us
Makes us hate the ones we are
Kill the ones we could become
I don't believe a word of it
But that don't change the way it sounds
A ceaseless static droning hum
That I could never quite drown out
I don't believe a word of it
But that don't change the song he sings
Clangs and bounces 'round my skull
That ancient, cold incessant ring
There is a God that lives in me
Can't find his way out of this maze
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When you are gone I will regret
The few times I had power and did nothing with it
Like come over or call
To say I miss him, too, you're not alone
But I never do the things I wish I'd done
Just keep finding new ways to fuck things up
And I know if I don't do something
I'm gonna hate who I become
Hate the person I've become
When you are gone I will regret
The few times I had power and did nothing with it
Like come over or call
Cause I was too sad, or too scared, or anxious, or vulnerable
Still I never say the things I wish I'd said
Just keep 'em all held captive in my head
By now if I don't do something
I'm gonna hate the way this ends
Over and over again
Oh I hope that you don't take this in the wrong way
But I found myself hoping he'd die before he forgot me
I just couldn't stand the thought of him not calling me Code
And confusing the goddamn phone
Confusing the goddamn phone
Confusing the phone for the goddamn TV remote
Yet I never do the things I wish I'd done
Just keep finding new ways to fuck things up
And I know if I don't do something
I'm gonna hate who I become
Hate the person I've become
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11. |
Nonpareil
06:33
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I miss your presence
You left the darkest cloud
Even in silence, nodding off
You were a lighthouse
Any day
I will find
I will find my way
I will find
My crooked path made straight
Any day
Out in the distance
There is a coming storm
Doubt is a siren
On the rocks
Singing me sweetly off my course
Any day
I will find
I will find my way
I will find
My anger was so misplaced
Any day
You were sinking as I was spinning
Circling the drain at the bottom of the earth
I'm lost
Taken by the tide
But just when I thought
Just when I though you'd died
You came back
You came back to life
You came back to life
Show yourself my nonpareil
And I will follow where you lead
All I ask is but a sign
Another sign
To fall like snow on New Year's Eve
Send me out unto the world
Somehow rebuilt and thus reborn
Re-spool the yarn that's been unraveling
Flip the hourglass
So that I don't have to keep on singing
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NORPHLET Los Angeles, California
Atmospheric alt-rock duo out of TX/CA.
"They'll hit you like a spectre of
past emo days. A heartfelt call to those old tough rock ghosts, where it was ok to chug through power chords while laying all your fears on the table"
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