1. |
He Knows
04:21
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I can see it in his eyes,
Running races in his mind,
Full of knotted, colored ribbons,
Twisting, Turning, Breaking,
Burning.
All the birds have flown the coop,
In and out they dive and swoop,
Away from you,
Far away from you,
From you.
Don't curl your toes when it's you who knows best,
All the soft and flirty,
Dark and dirty things he's got,
Weighing on his chest,
So burst your blisters, twisted sister,
I won't stand by anymore,
I knew one day I'd get to say,
All the dreams I've been fighting for.
So back away,
Forget his face,
You've lost your place,
His soul is sore,
I don't need to take your place,
Cause I'm not you,
Anymore.
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2. |
Crow
03:17
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Oh Crow,
Come to my window,
Sing me a song,
That only the crows know,
Oh crow, soothe my worried soul,
Cause it's been a long time,
SInce I've known where to go,
For I can be patient,
I can go slow,
Just sit on the edge and listen to the wind blow,
Mama Raven says when you know you know,
Pack up your things and it's time to go.
Oh Crow,
Come to my window,
Sing me a song,
That only the crows know,
Oh crow, soothe my worried soul,
Cause it's been a long time,
SInce I've known where to go,
A drifting slumber takes me to the deepest pit,
I'm running for my life but I'm running from it,
A grueling confrontation awaits,
awaits,
I search for two eyes but I'm lost in a scene,
Two frozen lovers who'd grown so mean,
When the shadows finally pass,
I take a breath like it's my last,
And I dive head first into the blackest glass,
Oh Crow,
Come to my window,
Sing me a song,
That only the crows know,
Oh crow, soothe my worried soul,
Cause it's been a long time,
SInce I've known where to go,
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3. |
I Already Saw You Die
03:49
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Everybody's dying now,
I can't hold them together now,
I used to think that I knew how,
But I can't hold myself together now,
I drew a blank in my deck of cards,
It's wisdom was hidden deep,
I tried to pull another card, but instead I fell asleep,
Inside my dream, I'd shake and scream,
The hill ahead, too steep,
I tried to find it, tried to climb it,
But it's wisdom was too deep,
Cause everybody's dying now,
I can't hold them together now,
I used to think that I knew how,
But I can't hold myself together now,
I held your hand in the funeral pyre,
and I told you to hold on tight,
But within your heart was a great desire,
that took you in the fight,
And I gave away my heart that day,
I tossed upon you flowers blue,
There was a fire inside as I cried and cried,
And my tears fell down onto you.
With a fire in our hearts your spirit rose high,
And I saw your figure in the darkest sky,
I let you go, cause in my heart I know,
You were always waiting to die.
Everybody's living now,
I can't hold them together now,
I used to think that I knew how,
But I guess that I'm just living now.
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4. |
Dreamcatcher
04:27
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I cover my room in beaded dreamcatchers,
but my nightmares won't leave me alone,
They sit in my room, hiding under my pillows,
Until they know I'm the only one home,
I shiver and I shake, I toss and I turn,
I rub my eyes raw until they blister and burn,
But somehow the ache of exhaustion takes hold,
My eyes wallow shut, and the wind blows cold,
Cold.
So dreamcatcher, dreamcatcher,
Catch me a dream,
One of the ones that wake me with a scream,
Dreamcatcher, dreamcatcher tell me no lie,
Are my nightmares the place that I'll live when I die?
Die.
I shout and I scream as the blood paints a stream,
In the darkest part of my very best dream,
I've been here so many times before,
I know there is something I'm looking for,
It's easy to get lost,
when you're running through your thoughts,
and you can't seem to find the door,
But I've been here so many times before,
I know there is something I'm looking for.
So dreamcatcher, dreamcatcher,
Catch me a dream,
One of the ones that wake me with a scream,
Dreamcatcher, dreamcatcher tell me no lie,
Are my nightmares just things that I've seen with my own two eyes?
My eyes, My eyes.
I cover my room in beaded dreamcatchers,
but my nightmares won't leave me alone.
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I sit alone in rooms filled up with bodies,
They tumble, crumble, disappear,
I can't escape, the thoughts that keep on falling,
Out of my mouth and into your ear,
They tumble, crumble, disappear,
Tumble, crumble, disappear.
I am alone, trapped in my own safety,
It burns me, turns me, disappears,
I keep on, coming up for air,
But my mouth is full of nails,
and there's nowhere safe to spit them out,
It burns me, turns me, disappears,
Tumble, Crumble, Disappear.
I live in a bottomless pit,
Where my heart just ticks and ticks,
Though my blood is frozen thick.
I keep on, coming up for air,
But my mouth is full of nails,
And there's nowhere safe to spit them out.
It burns me, turns me, disappears.
I hope you still believe in my blunder,
Sometimes I wonder, sometimes I wonder,
I sit alone, quietly and somber,
Hoping that your hands will wash over me again and,
Fill up the space that is digging it's way through me,
Cause only you knew me,
Only you knew me,
But you burned me turned me, burned me turned me,
Burned me turned me, disappeared.
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6. |
Nails
04:17
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I ate a box of nails last night,
It tasted cold, and grimey black,
I blinked, I blinked but the sickness was back,
I couldn't drink the sick away,
Inside my eyes are blind and grey,
I told, I told that girl to stay away,
But now, now I miss the songs she'd play,
Metal, metal, metal,
Fell out of my eyes,
I blinked, I blinked, I blinked,
I blinked but the sickness was back,
There's darkness squirming in my mouth,
I try to scream but it won't come out,
All I seem to do is cry,
Yet nothing is behind,
My eyes, my eyes, my eyes, my eyes.
I blinked, I blinked but the sickness was back.
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7. |
Mirror Wall
05:18
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My days have changed,
My eyes have grown dark,
My days are strange,
Like a fable in the dark,
I want to see you,
but you are hidden behind,
The mirror wall and all I can see is,
myself,
After all,
I want to see you,
but you are hidden behind,
The mirror wall and all I can see is
myself,
After all,
My life of cards,
They burn,
brighter now,
Take a look in my house,
See the garden that we've grown,
Can you see,
Past the,
thorns and weeds,
They're as tall as,
you and me,
But can you see,
through to me
I want to see you,
but you are hidden behind,
The mirror wall and all I can see is,
myself,
After all,
I want to see you,
but you are hidden behind,
The mirror wall and all I can see is
myself,
After all.
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8. |
Val's Dream Song
03:39
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9. |
Yellow Lights
06:14
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I was just a little girl,
Spinning, twirling, in my world,
Of thunderstorms and razor wire,
Yellow lights and kitchen fire,
Fire, fire, fire.
I felt the call from deep within,
Visions of places I'd never been,
The women chanting all night long,
Would keep me wondering with their songs,
Songs, songs, songs.
Mother always said she knew best,
Paper castle, treasure chest,
I found a heart within the castle walls,
Behind the stairs my tears would fall,
Fall, fall, fall.
The heart was cracked just like my own,
All I wanted was my mother home,
A thousand more years spent alone,
To send my friends with men of bone,
Bone, Bone, Bone.
I felt the call from deep within,
Visions of places I'd never been,
The women chanting all night long,
Would keep me wondering with their songs,
Songs, songs, songs.
My mother sent me a book of secrets,
I'd whisper to the girl next door,
I tried to send my thoughts away,
But they burned right through the kitchen floor,
Floor, floor, floor.
Men of bone, and angel wings,
Fly above my bed each night,
I know just what the twilight brings,
It makes you blind or gives you sight,
I rode on his back, a noble guide,
And in the dark I cried and cried,
The light was not so far away,
Behind the door, his shadow fades,
Fades, fades, fades.
I took it all and I took it in,
standing still while the world still spins,
It had been there all along,
I opened my mouth and out came the song.
Song, song, song.
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10. |
Swords
06:25
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I pulled a card from my grandmother's deck,
But I didn't expect,
That a deck of cards could cut right into me,
And pull out all of the things I didn't want to see,
But my grandmother has always seen so deeply,
Into me.
Through her eyes, I've been able to find,
The things I wanted to see, inside of me.
But the swords, follow me,
Cut me up into pieces again,
My friend, old friend.
See it in my eyes that my mouth is sewing lies, again, again.
See it in my eyes my mind's the prison I was born into, again.
And I'm a little girl who's fallen from a tower,
I could use a shower, and maybe a friend.
A girl with such power shouldn't sit and cower,
Living to begin an end,
But the swords, hang on my bedroom wall,
And I can't see, my future at all.
When I am alone I play piano in the halls,
to drown out the sorrows, deep in my walls,
Though they beckon, and they call.
I've got a choice to take, but the decisions that I make,
never resolve,
The problem just evolves,
And I've got a sword to take, but my mind's about to break,
How can I, find my throne,
If the path that I must walk,
I walk alone.
The swords, will follow me,
Cut me up into pieces again,
My friend, old friend.
See it in my eyes that my mouth is sewing lies, again, again.
See it in my eyes my eye's the prison I have clung to, again.
And I have watched my mother fall from a tower,
When her milk's gone sour, she's ready for the end.
A mother with such power shouldn't sit and cower,
When her wounds have yet to mend,
But the swords, hang on her bedroom wall,
And she can't see, her future at all.
The petals fall, and death, it calls.
I turn to stone.
Grasping a prize, hidden,
Behind my eyes,
I am alone.
I've walked the path,
And now I'm ready,
to go, go on home.
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Eden Page Seattle, Washington
Haunted, lingering melodies clamour with abrasive musings struck with the darkness and light of reality and dreams.
Photos:
Susie Schaeffer
Ettie Wahl
Sean Sebastian
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