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Rain
04:13
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Oh rain giving life
for an instant I tasted your tears
oh gods of the sky
wash away our dust and all of these fears
oh rain...
Oh song on the wind
I can taste you as you roll across these plains
all seen lies within
so gather waters let me feel this pain
melt it into rain…
Grandfather, grandmother,
daughter, lover, sister, brother,
mother, child, let your tears fall to the mountain valleys of your
grandfather, grandmother,
daughter, lover, sister, brother,
mother, child, let your tears fall to the calling canyons of your
grandfather, grandmother,
daughter, lover, sister, brother,
mother, child, let your tears fall to the desert longing of your
grandfather, grandmother,
daughter, lover, sister, brother,
mother, child, let your tears fall to the mountain valleys…
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2. |
Crucible
04:05
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Landslide, wide-eyed, running to the ends of what
name you, chain you, bottle you up and train you
to be solid upright, but we can't run forever this
face is facing forward but you're halted to the hearing
Landslide, wild-child, turn your body back, say
'I'm gonna do this way i want and never gonna
look behind' and when you
show this, own this, they'll run for cover
you're comin' like a landslide…
This a crucible, endless ritual
circled by fire, not asking to be saved and
in your crucible all is touchable
burn away, only you remaining…
Landslide, wide eyed, own your body back to what it
gave you, names do only what they're meaning so be
solid upright, you came in like a fury and your
purpose is a truth-test, ruthless — speak child!
Heart-side, wild-wise, seeing only half-full
bashful in the beauty yet your arrows meet their
mark every moment barely woken woven deep
into their cover, you're comin' like a landslide…
We call from the sun-bound seer,
we throw in the light from here…
This a crucible, endless ritual
circled by fire not asking to be saved and
in your crucible all is touchable
burn away, only you remaining…
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3. |
Ours To Give
04:02
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In it comes swift, in the nick of
in the nick of time, like a wildlight
And it turns the tables like a rhythm, like a fury
might, leaving nothing unseen
And you ask it why it came, it says 'you spoke me
here, I am your corners uncovered, I am'
And it pulls the blinders from your sleeping
casts you in sight, inside it goes
and out it's pouring you
Here — we are ancient, a wind that carries
the rough seed, and we are young and foolish
a reckless whim, yet turning in, look deeper in
to the grinding shoal of the swiftest change
and all we may recall… recall…
whats ours to give, what’s ours to give
In it comes course to your current, sure through
your veins, like a flood furious and flashing
'mong your limbs'll be bound unless bade
to be set free, the ties untightening -- and only
made of what you make of them
you wove them here, to every corner uncovered
they lead, so you pull your blinders from your
sleepin’, set on your way, let all the subtle
speak on through your ripple out
Here — we are ancient, a wind that carries
the rough seed, and we are young and foolish
a reckless whim, yet turning in, look deeper in
to the grinding shoal of the swiftest change
and all we may recall… recall…
whats ours to give, what’s ours to give
To the brightening home of the ever-change
and all it may recall… what’s ours to give…
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4. |
Get Up Out Your Way
04:30
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Sure and swift in the winless race
set free as an opened cage
withered mind to regain
your secret's fall like whispered rain
and the night it holds like a met gaze
your mirror knows
the sudden flight through the gate aflame,
wake and rise, it could be all life
if you let the reigns and lean, lean in
My love, be brave
get up out your way, get up out your way
when it calls you near, calls you near
It can try to hold as I scream out, the burn
of want, the cold of doubt, there is only this
no pretend, no begin, and no end
your secret's catch like a hidden throat
your mirror knows the sudden-flight….
Can you let it lead… let lead… let…
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5. |
Grace, Fully
05:19
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Grace fully falling down
like a river
like the water
run running on
Moving the mountainside
you are stronger
you can shape it
And as you gave
to the fire
to the fire
So be made
steam and ember
into spires
Circle of stones, boulders broken
so you can hold them
so you can hold all these
bones of old, stories spoken
so you can be them
so we can breathe
In like a wave
out like a sighing
catch it on a whim
deepen to your longing
Trench of tears, offered open
so you can give them
so you can give to the
ocean old, moving moment
so we can hear them
so we can hear all these
aching songs, ancient swimmers
keepers of balance
givers of sound
time begins, still they are weaving
so we can find them
so we be found
circle of stones, boulders broken
so you can hold them
so you can hold
bones of old, stories spoken
so you can see them
so we can breathe
Grace fully falling down like a river,
like the water, run running on
Moving the mountainside
you are stronger, you can shape it
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6. |
Holy Dust
04:59
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Open lips and loosened fist
you come before me
come before me
powdered nose and soon you
go to please the pullings
pulling swiftly
tired limbs and softened wings
you've tied too tightly
come beside me
ribbons fall and feathers breathe
and learn to widen
do not fear them
I am stolen from whispered firelight
this I am, this I am
Holy dust from the breath before time
here I stand, here I stand
What will you do when your blinders fade
not a trace of what caught you
just the trail from what brought you
What will you see when you're face to face
curving lines coming undone
that whole life leading up to this one
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7. |
Move Like The Ocean
05:11
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Hair like the winter's sun, tall like a ladder
you can ask me what I write I'll keep scribbling
till you stop your song
Eyes like the ocean you move like jumper
maybe I can hear your life in every note you play
You're a seastorm, like a wave born
right before, right before my sight
Fallin' monsoon, let it take you
right before, right before my sight
There's wisdom in your innocence
graceful failing into jewels of mistakes
Choosing is your eloquence
a thousand roads and not one right way
Wear out your welcome, it suits you to stay
with the weight of all your wonderin' you chose
and baby can't look back
Eyes like the ocean you walk like the thunder
maybe I can hear your life in every step you take
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8. |
From The Ground Up
05:13
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As a wave across the land we are movin', movin'
This ain't no phase, the change these bodies make
and the way they are
Facing forward, shoulder to the stone, telling of movin' it
takes one step, it takes your voice, saying,
"I am not hearing if you are not naming it
I am not stopping if you are not changing it
Here are my hands let's see what they're makin..."
In the morning, in the rise up,
there's a bridge from all that's been
In the dawning, the vines are
pushing through the pavement
We were born of burning hearts
We are tearing off the reigns
From the ground up we will build it
From the clouds above we'll rain it
From the crowd up we will raise it
From the ground up...
You hold the spade to turn new soil
For the coming grace, you hold the plans
And no hands but our hands will lead our children
And all that will feed you is a fierce prayer,
is a fierce prayer, saying,
"I am not hearing if you are not saying it
I am not stopping if you are not changing it
Here are my hands let's see what they're makin.."
In this life we see so many things and
sometimes our hearts may start to bleed a bit
But I choose this life I'm gonna lead and
I must give these hands
to make it
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9. |
Lantern
04:42
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Listen child, how your voice makin these sounds
where they tumble as mountain and stone
Rage has a way of unleashing your Sol…
These hands do not hold the strings that
dance you, you're holding tight but don't
want to dance this way and breaking
away has never been shown to you my
love, this trail is yours to set
light to, no one but yourself can
lead you where you must go
only you know
name it your own
trail to set light to
lead by night
lantern set, set inside
speak to the fear, speak it right
tasting all that's come before you
Here, hold, gotcha back
all behind, all that's passed
speak to the fear, speak it right
tasting all that wants to move you...
Listen child, how your throat's makin these rounds
like a typhoon getting used to giving it’s wake
Say it with all grace and no holding back your
Voice of the voiceless
knowing the nameless
choosing the righteous
worth what you give this
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10. |
Lily Moon
05:49
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Lily Moon I see your face I sit inside without a trace
trail behind and ride your wake
and lily white yet blushing crimson in the night
will you be leaving with the light?
And creeping over with the shadows at my side
the moonlight yields the sigh
I step and turn while you stick feathers in my back
this flying lesson leaves a track
Oh… darkness burns away…
Lit with shoulders burning
fire feather quills, the darkness burns away
Lily Moon I see your face inside
these eyes my own will trace, yet suddenly erased
such lily white did spread it's arms out to the night
these arms did clasp and sigh
and half asleep I did try, try to hold piercing grass
but it was grey, it was grey…
memory, save my sight
memory, come back to me…
Oh… darkness burns away…
Lit with shoulders burning
fire feather quills, the darkness burns away
then I saw twisted trunk, scattered mold
black and speckled spotted stone
hailing in with the cold wind whistle past
and oh! dancing green pieced between
wall of streets of ancient oak
made of water quilt below
grown of lightning , breath, and bone…
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11. |
I Could Write
04:58
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I could write of the broken tables upturned, broken china
in my insides broken windows…
And I could write of a wrinkled letter
posted stabbing folded
yesteryear, holding on…
But would it serve you?
And I could write of the dirty corners
cobwebs still stuck to me
lacy white and hard to reach…
And I could write of a mixed-up morning
hands upon these shoulders
heavy, still not knowing…
Would it serve you? How could it serve you?
And in the lines I see the spiral of my trail,
and in the dark I see the pattern of a rail...
Moving, deeper, listen, slowly I fall away…
And I'd like to write of the worldly weather
clouds over these shoulders, changing getting outta myself…
And I'd like to write of all that holds you
but cannot quite see into, so come shortened parables…
I'd like to turn upon the shadows, thrust upon them candles
give 'em to the sun set down…
I'd like to learn from old volcanoes, spew what we do not need
what we do not need, what we do not…
like, to write, the silence between what I'd like and what I'm merely being…
And in the lines I see the pattern of a rail,
and in the dark I see the spiral of my trail
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12. |
Holy Dust (Reprise)
04:35
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Open lips and loosened fist
you come before me
come before me
powdered nose and soon you
go to please the pullings
pulling swiftly
tired limbs and softened wings
you've tied too tightly
come beside me
ribbons fall and feathers breathe
and learn to widen
do not fear them
I am stolen from whispered firelight
this I am, this I am
Holy dust from the breath before time
here I stand, here I stand
What will you do when your blinders fade
not a trace of what caught you
just the trail from what brought you
What will you see when you're face to face
curving lines coming undone
that whole life leading up to this one
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