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Deciduous
02:45
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Has all this time that I've spent
Been drowning my feet in cement ?
And will the people I know
All end up being content?
I've been walking in circles
Needles stuck to my shoes
But my knots are still loose
Deciduous
Surrounded by pine
Building a skeleton
But still lacking a spine
Deciduous
Still not found my footing
Still searching for my steady ground
Where am I to go?
Tide's out I'm knee deep in
The cold water soothes my skin
I can't break the reverie I'm trapped in
Fed up of these 4 walls surrounding me
A prison of icterine
And I'm done
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2. |
Carving Sleep
03:15
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Transparent shutters
Don't seem to be the problem now
Or the subject of conversation
The lights are out
But my brain, I doubt
And it mutters
But I can't seem to cloud it out
Or stop it in it's tracks
Late night thoughts in my head
Are making me forget
To close my eyes, cover my mind in lead
Carve my heartbeat
Down to a splinter
Why am I hindered
To make it through?
Embed me in concrete
Cause my thoughts are stubborn
These sheets and covers
Wasting time I'm due
How do I make time stand still like I do ?
For useless nights awake
I'm owed ribbons coloured blue
I'll think the streetlights away
As they blend into daylight
To take me from my dreams just as they started to take flight
As the sky grows clear
My ghosts disappear
Until their time comes back again
My time's spent searching for a crack
Cause my branches give on tarmac
Where can I find the things I lack?
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3. |
Branded
04:49
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Piling up the faces on this shelf inside my head
Consciously heading for 12 to set apart all the false skin that I've shed
Gather the coal and I will bare my unscarred hand
To then leave my honest soul marked with an iron brand
Every day, treading grey as my breath fogs my vision
Asking myself why I'm not the same person in
The eyes of everyone
I repeat, senselessly my mistakes of the past
Why can't I just follow the light that I'm casting?
I bite my tongue
I always see what's going on
I'm colourful in memories but these days i'm tinted white
I'm searching hard for the key to regain my spectrum it's sight
I've always filled my picture with the nerve that I don't have
Anxious and never sure to show my other half
Now the water's flowing
It's pouring through the cracks
Putting out the candles
Before they are out of wax
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4. |
Wistful
02:58
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Flashing pictures
My eyesight flickers
As I'm blinded by the past
Time is sinking
That hazy feeling
Seeing, that youth isn't so vast
The smell of rain
Hangs in a mental frame
As waves of wistful thinking soak my brain
The notes and rhymes
Making me turn back time
When did my memories get left behind?
Constant echoes
Of doorways now closed
Of years resting in my head
The present wastes away
Becoming yesterday
What I say, is already I said
I'm adding up the pieces
What I see from the inside of my eyes
I'm fleeing from the tightness
Of having chapter's ending in my life
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5. |
Sunflower
03:55
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