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Sleeping On Straw
04:12
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Lost in the rush of progress
Our sense of touch abandoned
How could this be failure
We are accustomed to the comfort that we live
We were born and bred to be so much more than this
Sleeping on straw, filling our lungs with dust
Digging our graves, burying those we’ve lost
Answers in our bodies
Contrast to your treason
How could this be failure
We are accustomed to the comfort that we live
We were born and bred to be so much more than this
Sleeping on straw, filling our lungs with dust
Digging our graves, burying those we’ve lost
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Willow Tree
03:39
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Live before it’s gone
Some won’t see the dawn
It’s alright we have hope that it’s temporary
In your arms, no regrets if it’s temporary
You will know our names
Not our broken bodies
This is no test, this is our blood line
We will never make our way back home
Silent when you need
I will be your willow tree
It’s alright we have hope that it’s temporary
In your arms, no regrets if it’s temporary
You will know our names
Not our broken bodies
This is no test, this is our blood line
We will never make our way back home
We are still standing here alone
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Ritual And Shape
04:54
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Peeling your eyes back from the scene
We all return the way we came
In a fire when we break
In a moment we escape
With an empty hand we’re letting on
It’s cold enough under different skin
You’ll never find what you’re living in
The question answered without a sound
Your fractured bones and your body found
We would be better off alone
Touching so delicate your face
Trusting in ritual and shape
In a child we embrace
Our existence and our faith
With an empty hand we’re letting on
It’s cold enough under different skin
You’ll never find what you’re living in
The question answered without a sound
Your fractured bones and your body found
We would be better off alone
Play in the snow there my son and wait for the doctors to come
Just stay in the snow there my son and wait for the doctors to come
Afraid of the future, ashamed of my past
Lost out in orbit, a dinner for rats
A third of a century with fear of my eyes
The ship I was born on is creaking to capsize
Follow the sun away from the shadows
A bird in the hand is two in the shallows
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Love
05:07
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There’s no science telling us that we should be alone
They deny us based upon a love they’d never know
We are in love deep in our skin
We’ll never hide ourselves from those we love again
We are in love, we’re no disease
It’s only natural, the child that you conceive
So contagious, sharing love, a privilege bought by birth
How you made us, a mother should accept without a curse
We are in love deep in our skin
We’ll never hide ourselves from those we love again
We are in love, we’re no disease
It’s only natural, the child that you conceive
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