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Swords

from Swords by Eden Page

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lyrics

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.

credits

from Swords, released July 1, 2017
Vocals- Eden Page
Guitar- Eden Page
Bass- Jesse Holden
Percussion- Abraham Neuwelt
Cello- Gene Ellerby

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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.

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Susie Schaeffer
Ettie Wahl
Sean Sebastian

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