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Prologue
01:10
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2. |
Rivers
04:38
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Is this rest or am I bleeding?
Time I've spent searching for
My own purpose for this freedom
Something beyond what I know
This is not strife
But desire
What should I...
All this pain from words of wisdom
Is this really what I've been told?
Answers fall like rain in rivers
This is not strife
But desire
What should I....
Paint is peeling from my walls
Like the colors all fade to the white of my bones
This is not strife
But desire
How can I choose?
How can I?
What
Should
I
What should I....
Do
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3. |
Appalachian
04:32
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Eyes of the mountain watch us walking below
Birds sing songs to the drowning sun
And the winter winds, they blow
Through my skin
Palms of the cedar grab at me as the wind
It screams my name
Promises I can not take
On my shoulders
And the winter winds, they blow
Through my skin
And the winter winds, they blow...
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4. |
Heavy Hill
04:19
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The dust fills my lungs
Hard to breathe
The rain floods my head
Hard to think
My eyes are always closed
But I'm not sleeping
It's a heavy hill in the middle of nowhere
Where the crows fly beneath my feet
The hail falls so hard
Shakes the ground
My feet are soaking heavy steps
Heavy steps
Oh, heavy steps
It's a heavy hill in the middle of nowhere
Where the crows fly beneath my feet
I lay in the dirt
Turns to mud
Fills my ear
Can't hear the world around me
Heavy eyes, heavy eyes
Oh, heavy eyes
It's a heavy hill in the middle of nowhere
Where the crows fly
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5. |
Amber
05:05
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6. |
Sam
03:31
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7. |
Silhouettes
04:30
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Prairie dust in my eyes
Oh, the clouds look like the mountains
Reflected by the water
Darkness from the west
Swallow me whole
Just like the river did
Years ago
Dragged beneath the surface
Carried down stream
Silhouettes of the ancient children
Leave no footprints in the sand
How does the pine hold its pride?
Oh, the trees look like a fortress
Dancing flame
Keep me from my thoughts
Just like the river did
Years ago
Dragged beneath the surface
Carried down stream
Silhouettes of the ancient children
Leave no footprints in the sand
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