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Raise a Glass
02:53
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so this is the end of a life it's louder than expected and the air is filled with far more that is far less than what you'd think here we pause for a drink
what is holding you up here where words are just words and the wind blows you toward the road that is yours where you'll walk alone now and you'll be stronger somehow because you have to be
hollow eyes match your laugh so lets raise one more glass till these words find meaning as proof of life
what is holding you up here where words are just words and the wind blows as we fill the air with verbose covered fears
gone for good fend for yourself now it's understood you'll make it somehow
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Torrent
04:04
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i won't let this go long or tie tongue in monologue my foot is firmly placed on the steps that lead from this place yes things could have been different they still could be but any change will have to take place without me
you can't see where i've gone know that i'm standing on
my breath's been weak and shallow from lungs silent and hollow but this small breath i have left it may yet fuel a victor i've legs on which to stand i'll take it like a man
when the alternative is to stay here and suffer
you can't see where i've gone know that i'm standing on something strong
i've said it before and accomplished naught yes, i've been rich in thought with little to show but now the arrow's left the quiver and rests against the bow
torrent, current, calm i know i'm where i belong
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3. |
The Spark
04:21
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4. |
Dirt and Blood
03:59
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cigarettes smoke on
round the corner from the alley
where we mix dirt with blood
to purify our city
all i ever wanted was a little piece of ground
to get my head above the water, somewhere safe and sound
they don’t look so malicious, but it comes out by and by
blow through town like they’re some kind of savior
and they’ll sell it if you’ll buy
they all seem so unique
the moment when you meet
before they get their start
and sink their hooks into your heart
but i never wanted to live like this
so we all walk around
and cast our tall dark shadows on the ground
where we live to get by
but i never wanted to live like this
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5. |
Water
04:31
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strike me and paint me a pale shade of blue
hope me and wish me, i might come true
but it’s more likely that you’ll cage me
to finger scars through the bars that protect you
i saw the bullet exit the gun
i raised the hand that set the sun
now i walk but the road gets longer
with the growing burden of what i’ve done
there are things within my past
refuse and broken glass
bleeding hands labor at the task
as heals gently lift from brown trampled grass
i might have tasted some of the best
tipped back that bottle, drank to the dregs
the only thing that was hard to swallow
was the bitter empty after flow
there are things within my past
refuse and broken glass
bleeding hands labor at the task
as heals gently lift from brown trampled grass
someone give me water from another fount
something with the power to cleanse my mouth
i’ll drink the water. i’ll drink the water.
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6. |
Fall
05:02
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this fall can take any form, any form you choose
a view that whirling around or rushing down
grainy specks exit from the corner of eye
what colors would you like to paint your suicide
blue deceives, holds til you touch it
fast or slow you fill the hole
red won’t wait, always paints the town
makes a mess then time forgets
this fall can take any form, any form you choose
and you pick your music, laden with accents
a verse and chorus, just no refrain
and the audience, unaware of influence
this time they can’t deny
this fall can take any form, any form you choose
it’s hard to say how long a thought takes
but i thought about what you said
i thought about what you did
i thought about how you were the one i needed to forgive
this fall can take any form you choose
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Airtight
03:35
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eyes open wide, breathe this smoke into my soul
maintain some semblance of calm and cool
but there’s no control for my sweaty palms
the quiver in my heart that speaks of shame to come
here nothing can be sterile
not even i am airtight
i stumble over, i stumble on
i wrestle with contamination
yet avoid the light and fear the dawn
he knows my strategy and can expose my pawns
here nothing can be sterile
not even i am airtight
i know someday will come the dawn
i pray that the blade
will strike fast and cut deep
and out the bloody poison seep
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8. |
The Top
02:39
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look to the west and do your best to swallow reality whole
cause that sun set just for the regret
of lighting your face with its glow
chase success, reach the top stair
find confidence to despair
we stand up tall for nothing at all
and it looks good for the show
insignificant, small, on the homestretch we crawl
on all fours to get home
but chase success, reach the top stair
find confidence to despair
i need something, someone to pull me up
to tread this god-forsaken path is not enough
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In Due Time
04:05
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he was the man who accomplished nothing
and every day at an infinite pace
he would walk in place
he would awake each morning
to go to the place
and do the things that never get done
and every evening he would come home
to lift and set and begin to talk
and walk in place some more
there were people he loved
but they mostly went unseen
and others he wanted to love
but could not as it would seem
at night he would dream
of music and streams
and dirt that clung to clothes
then he'd wake feeling
his life was stealing away
in a cadence of stonethrows
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The Paper Sound Detroit, Michigan
Indie guitar rock is dead. Long live indie guitar rock.
The Paper Sound hail from the
outskirts of Metro Detroit, playing a brand of guitar-driven indie rock reminiscent of Pedro the Lion or The Weakerthans, with touches of Americana via Neil Young/Richard Buckner, and Nada Surf/Built to Spill power pop.
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