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Heaven Called Blue
04:07
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I'm going out to where the county maintenance ends
Two steely seekers sent to document the fringe
We left the room
Left the country, too
I've heard tales of all those lava trails
Between your rocky mantle and your liquid core
But I still believe
This world is hollow underneath
I still believe
Nothing is beautiful up close I know so
Send me a wish to be made into something new
Send me a heaven that blew off your shoulders
Send me a heaven called Blue
Heaven called Blue
Heaven called Blue
Heaven called Blue
I hit shuffle, it was Simple Twist of Fate
Sleeping alone while the tarantula escapes
To no applause
But if I could ease into that breathing machinery
And slowly become every new idea you're humming
The crude repeating nothing
The error in the glaze
The ordinary kindness on the silence that remains
On every face
Cause how many part ones went unaccompanied?
Send me a wish to be made into something I knew
Send me a heaven that blew off your shoulders
Send me heaven called Blue
Heaven called Blue
Heaven called Blue
Heaven called Blue
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2. |
Your Season
03:18
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Down here on my side of time
Past the blood turning to wine
There's a fool that lives inside
That made me try again
'Cause we're faithful to the fear
Every evening when we meet here
Where the gunshot echo dies
Across the canyon
We were walking by the waterfall
Now the waters run out
May you find it when your season comes around
Some were born to be loved
Some were born to be lonesome
Sometimes I feel in love
With nothing at all
Now you're listening to guitar
As you're blinking past the midnight
Where you burned through every star
That was falling for you
She'll be shining with the dying leaves
And the snow falling down
On the morning when your season comes around
There's a promise in the midst of it
If we'd only allow
But it's leaving when your season comes around
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3. |
Julia
05:15
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Breeze off the sea chilled me to my bones
As your voice slowly faded with the tide that receded from the shore
Empty shells on the cool wet sand
Were my mind and my body in the time that it thrived inside before
But a broken wing kills a bird in seven days
Oh, I've heard
I've been dying with the drying leaves
But once she looked so gentle in the rain
Children run on your empty road
Do their footprints remind you of the innocent and gone
Shepherds wait for to take you home
But your ringing hands got a stubborn grib on the cold
But a broken wing kills a bird in seven days
Oh, I've heard
I've been dying with the drying leaves
But once she looked so gentle in the rain
Tell me Julia
What's become of it all
'Cause a broken wing kills a bird in seven days
Oh, I've heard
I've been dying with the drying leaves
But once she looked so gentle in the rain
Tell me Julia
What's become of it all
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