1. |
Between Two Worlds
02:51
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between two worlds
I must choose
one or other
of the two
in the middle
cannot stay
a departure is the way
and in each world
there will form
a new promise
yet unknown
decide I must
on my own
which will shatter
which shall flow
between two worlds we will meet
not because we want everything
but because you're facing one way
and I'm floating towards a watery dream
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2. |
K A T L A
04:12
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while I wait for you
clouds cast, tears fall
bloom wilts with fading words
nothing lasts, nothing but this
dust myth mist kiss
we happened to be two lonely thoughts
spread out far in the deep sea vast
nothing to do, just floating there
nowhere to escape to from our constant despair
in waking to a still white fog
I sink into the lonesome drift
grey
white
blue
a wistful shell around my heart
a mountain masked in a heavy fog
but nothing ever stays the same
and our thoughts begin to drift
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3. |
Always Beginning II
04:18
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how can my distant embrace be enough to remain near?
I am a shadow inside a storm tinted heart
and so I tell myself that
everything is always a new beginning
where we can take all of ourselves
into a new heart
and I step into a room of my own
alone there, waiting for the sound to fall again
everything is always a new beginning
we start listening slowly
only to drift off again
so I cannot take claim for who I was yesterday
because now that I'm flowing
there's no way of knowing who I am now,
I am beginning
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4. |
Oblique Truth
05:27
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I should have known
that you're eyes would pull me down
you have become a symbol to me
an idea, you belong to me
I've tried to communicate
but it's obscured, I hesitate
and your scintillating veils remain
I'm contemplating what it means
to create from these feelings rather than to state
but your soft words return en fleur
and what my mind may see is waxed in truth
and I am taken in
by the scenes I've painted
blue with languor, a new descent
this prismatic world remains hidden
and I should have known
by your voice shell rose
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5. |
April
00:45
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6. |
H E K L A
03:28
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uncertain I'm still in a dream
open my eyes to the night
hoping to find my breath
in the dark
emptiness carried my thoughts
to a lonesome place where I could grow
I hide it all shaping a stone,
the fire recurring inside
pervading smoke all around
it's here, only, where I share it
without end
persisting are words half remembered
light faintly burns in the distance
searching for some source or center
I reach out
nearer now, hoping to be
a new shape that flows differently
whisper with a passing wind
what's revealed, dreams formed within
smoke clears
light brakes
we sat with our backs to the waves all alone
and it was cold outside
and we watched the snow fall
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7. |
Into Reflections
03:21
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walking through the forest
cannot find the way
trying to remember where I lost myself
look into reflections within the water below
but when the wind returns it breaks apart again
something circles over
I hide under the night
close my eyes and see the light where this all began
we came this far together
then the shadow drew you in
when I came to find you the river turned to red
the storm is dying down
upon the waters clear
the moon and I emerge
floating without end
no matter what's the distance
or if I am your friend
if the world is breaking
what is the difference?
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8. |
SLEEPER
03:26
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I can see there's nothing you want to be
empty in this place, bury it away
hold dear your facade
keep it closer than love
I'm making a choice to show what's inside
there's no room for you now
say what you want to say
I won't go back to you
wanting you to just want something
why are you afraid to speak
thinking of our lack of understanding
and what it means to hide everything
I'll say goodbye so that you don't have to
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9. |
Being Shaped
03:47
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am I the rock being shaped by the water
or am I the water shaping the rock?
I found out for myself
what never could be told
in all of the times I've fallen down
I carry on my own
finding the way to open up, face it
shedding the thorns that were planted inside
waking, I forget
the waters in which I slept
remembered is not the form I held
but the dream of what is to come yet
I am choosing what will shape me
by what I like and how I perceive it
stones I've left unturned
the mystery for me abounds
the tied pulls back, my roots revealed
what truth remains, the words are clear:
am I the rock being shaped by the water
or am I the water shaping the rock?
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10. |
Always Beginning I
02:31
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11. |
I Saw But Was Not Seen
04:13
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you're always open, waiting for me
I'm here for a moment, when suddenly
I fall back behind the thin liquid sheet
and when I part the veil
I saw but was not seen
watching a wave to come crashing in
waiting, awake, for it to come back again
silver sliver shifting through the night
growing closer, going further
grown closer, growing further
all of myself, ever clearly seen
what you share and the half I do not know
hidden away, written on a secret page
your unseen self removed from all light dispells
not knowing how to be present all the time
like the white lily I'll shine
but if you look too deep, I'll close up quickly
no matter how far I go
I'll never lose my way
you're always open, waiting for me
I'm here for a moment when suddenly
I fall back behind the thin liquid sheet
and when I part the veil
I saw but was not seen
///
like the night
I fill with dreams
when you arrive
I feel fulfilled
silver sliver shifting through the night
together we're reaching through all of time
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12. |
NO ONE
05:20
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when I looked outside
I saw the snow
and I remembered
where I had been
and where I was
I was alone,
alone with you
I feel the wind
but cannot see
the way it moves
between us still
and a silence slowly
forms without a question,
a need or a will
and like the wave
or mountain smoke
it gently rises
to pull me in
a covered sky
and though the words
may recede beneath us
the place remains
and who we are
is again changed
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13. |
STILL SLOW LIFE
03:16
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my heart is still
the house is all asleep
another night of fleeting memories
internal landscapes arise
a countryside: escape I fantasize
a fate I can't decide
but it's greater still
just to imagine
what it might be like
burning bridges
a past left behind
horizons keep me up again
a still life, a world still turning
a slow life, but sense of fulfillment
I'm not gonna lie
that it's not greater still
just to imagine
what it might be like
a still life, a world still turning
a slow life
but sense of fulfillment
I'm not gonna lie
that it's not greater still
just to imagine
what it might be like
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