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i said walk
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wintering out
02:10
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Wintering out With a friend
Her mother died before the snowWe spent the evenings drifting distant
Drank enough to drop a horse
She sang to me a song
eyes striped red and blue
With her mothers old guitar
Now it's hers to chew
My bones are singing to me
But I don't know the words
A crime to be forgotten
Makes me a criminal to them
Her blood is spinning stories
On a weave of inky veins
A river through her father
She'll soon, at last, set sail
I helped her off to bed
She was mumbling her mind
with a voice that seldom spoke she croaked
"What happens when we die?"
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tied up at the root
02:19
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Everybody's talking about the end
Like it's something to embrace
Job security, a pension fund
Open casket at the wake
Family flowers, dour eyes
childhood trophies, blood of Christ
Brought to offer Silent cries
Suppose it qualifies a life
Sent to school to see the world
Travelogues in monochrome
Numbered door, suburban sprawl
All you see can be your own
They plant a hedgerow at the drive
Keep their livelihoods inside
Triple glazed, just twenty-five
Single focus, how they die
It feels like I'm losing you
I want to live, you plan to die
Branching out to distant skies
Tied up at the root
Antique shopping in our youth
Haggling for sport
Dusty fingers, faded ink
A broken watch we'll learn to fix
Picked up hobbies like the flu
Growing up we grew immune
Inside seldom entertained
Outside every time it rained
Stained to bone
Streetlights shone us home
Starlight glittered in our eyes
It was then I clung to life
ocean calls, a blue abyss
Swinging hard, afraid to miss
Doubtful anything is safe
Let's Savour every hit we make
It feels like I'm losing you
I want to live, you plan to die
Branching out to distant skies
Tied up at the root
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I don’t know where you learned to bottle up
But you gotta break the glass to spill it out
What good is a chair that cant hold a thing
What good is that voice if you seldom sing
So hear me out, sing me everything your choking on
Let it out before it pulls you down
Find the notes that hold the words you cant
And Ill know what it means to you
We stood around for the rain to pass
A shared umbrella 'neath a dusty overcast
And spoke about when we were young
How growing up meant giving in
You say, Uncertain times have set the stage
Tomorrows light a turning page
Now every breath the world grows vast
But we don't stress at that
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