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Cut loose from the rope you pulled on
Left in the dark by the hand you shaked
and nothing ever changes
Presence is more than words on a page
A disappearing act when time fits the space
and nothing ever changes
Waiting, keep waiting
Dead weighted to a solitary walk,
shapeless through the ages
No interest in what could take away
the worst within yourself
No interest in what could build upon
the casual instances
you freed yourself
For logic was a concept lost
compassion was an un-ticked box
you were never left in the dark
it was instinct moving without spark
although you refused to believe
that all those shapes were made to fit
there is something that can be retained
when broken but the spirit still exists
All those shapes were made to fit
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No End No Surface
01:45
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Past the edge, then a momentary hitch
the air sped up and it raced above my head
and it never, no it never came back again
and now there isn't any surface left to bend
No end, no surface
No end, no surface
Uncertainty is a guarantee
for as long as the eye can see
and this is the way that I have learned to breathe
Fighting for ambition
Behaving like a ghost
Shy of throat once suspended
while sceptics turn heel to gloat
Nothing left to leave a mark on
No end, no surface
No end, no surface
Need to wake up before I catch up
Need to wake up before I catch a hold...
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Dust The Deck
02:52
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Was my heart always still
like the calm before a storm
that never showed up,
potential in indefinite pause
Dust the deck
then drift off shore
Raise the sail
and put this ship
back on course
I let the ocean pour it's saltiness onboard
Now everything I say
may sound like something I've heard before
and I can't ignore it anymore
Crush the deck
fall overboard
Learning to swim
before I'm pulled
back to shore
Like the cloth that's ripped and dirty
Like the hourglass bottom heavy
Like the reason I'm found only comes
with the notion I'll never be ready
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Cold Gradient
03:26
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Through the winter hue
there is a special light
that removes the detail from everything
sometimes it's the only thing you see
sometimes it's the only thing you need to see
A sense of direction
you can finally believe in
When the grain has finally worn out
And oblivion has run thin
No use for what was once lost on yourself
No use for living fixed upon a melting shelf
Just keep your eyes up
Just keep your reach up above
the crashing patterns beneath us
The sound of the end of the world
stretched against a gradient
It rings out shrill like only late beginnings do
So you can't go on pretending
a lack of conscience
a lack of consciousness
is the only way to feel
You are part of this
And that which brings us here
You are part of this
And that what brought us near
Sometimes, it's only the things you see
sometimes, it's only the things you need to see
that come too late
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Regress
03:54
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Expel the light, and drown in the hum,
with all senses numb,
this new day isn't new,
whichever way it gets dressed up
Disquiet on the horizon from a shallow land,
our eyes are haunted, forever haunted
They married us to the dark,
and jumped into a pool of sharks,
just to see what could happen
Was it a momentary lapse
or the giving of ancient cracks
all motion directed back towards an end
We feel that all is lost, and these days it truly is
Were all those years we dreamt for nothing?
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6. |
Pianos
04:41
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I didn't see the mountains,
just the sky that fell upon them
I knew my place at the bottom
and I held the water up, for you
These floodgates were built on the fury of the past
I couldn't keep my distance, anchored by deliverance
and you still swam, but in my shadow
for some distraction
for the convenience
These floodgates were built on the fury of the past
Like I'm giving all I forget to give
like I'm waiting here for you to forgive...
But then my worry, turned to anger, how could I be so sorry for nothing?
For nothing....
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Glass City Edinburgh, UK
Post-hardcore from Edinburgh, Scotland.
Twitter @glasscitynoise
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