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The Very First
03:32
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THE VERY FIRST
It all began in fields of death; embracing tongues
Your tragic heart sent violet waves into my dreams
And we fell asleep while on the phone
And you said that you were through with it
And I cried so you threw up the sleeping pills
We cried into each other’s eyes inside of joy
We rained into each other’s mouths our clothes got soaked
And we lay down for the very first
I was scared to bring you into pain
And the mattress held a heart filled out in blood
Then you spent another life
In the arms of my best friends
And the earth collapsed the way it could back then
Then I threw my stupid fist
Through a night of jealousy
And when I awoke your face was shattered glass
I don’t know if I’ll ever feel so sure again
I ate up fire, I punched myself to stay with you
In the Spring the trees explode awake
Sending flakes of white into the air
In my dreams those petals never touch the ground
In my dreams those petals never will come down
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One Battle
05:32
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ONE BATTLE
When the sail is regressing we fall into
A sort of distraction that’s at war with the rain drops
I can’t catch them all, but I must see them fall
Can’t remove this wall, though I’m hearing them say
That the moon is infected and the ship is unraveled
And the tree’s growing backwards, despite how we’ve traveled
And the pain song rolls along, rolls along,
Rolls inside a cycle of blood
And the leaves all sing along, sing along,
Sing as they are blown into dust
This time…
The only way to be an honest man is to lie
The only way to make an offering is to steal
The only way to lead a healthy life is to die
The only way to ever ease the pain is to feel
There’s only one apple to be eaten
There’s only one battle to be won
There’s only one sunlight to have risen
There's only one child to be born
Just watch her bleed, and all the books you have read
Will not make it stop, will not save what’s been lost
This time…
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Little Bird
05:27
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LITTLE BIRD
You close your eyes like a sad little flower
all alone in the sand and the wind
You dug into him like a bird in the snow
but his eyes fell away, down a road
And in the end, he wouldn't speak he only stared
Your daddy was like a shrine,
made of stone, made of gold, with no heart
Your mama was like a ghost,
wrapped around her own life, tucked away
And you would shine, just like a dime lost in the couch
And you would save your bitter tears for someone else
Well you grew up too fast so you act like a child
And the scars are too deep to be found
And the harder you pull, well the further they run
Don't you know they're as hungry as you?
And you would dream, of angel wings left in the snow
And you would dream, of angel wings to bring you home
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WILL FORGIVENESS FIND YOU
When you've been beaten down by an old machine,
will forgiveness find you?
When you've been crushed beneath an illusive dream,
will forgiveness find you?
When you can't feel the warmth of another's joy,
will forgiveness find you?
When you can't summon back what your hands destroy,
will forgiveness find you?
Will you release them all out of your secret hell
to be redeemed?
When you would rather die than be nothing much,
will forgiveness find you?
When there's a hidden flaw in your latest crutch,
will forgiveness find you?
When you can't turn the page you refuse to read,
will forgiveness find you?
When you can't find the mouth you refuse to feed,
will forgiveness find you?
Will you throw down a branch for these poor castaways,
looking for land?
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That Kind of Love
05:05
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THAT KIND OF LOVE
I want the kind of love you miss even when your lover calls
Give me the kind you can't resist when you're up against the wall
I want the kind of love the sharks wouldn't know how to eat
Give me the kind that's in the heart,
of a rock in the ground of that kind...
Of that kind of love
I want the kind of love that aches in the light of all you've learned
Give me the kind of love that waits until your broken to return
I want the kind of love who walks into the valley of the dead
Give me the kind of love who talks
from a mouth in the sky of that kind...
of that kind of love
Over palaces covered in gold you stamp your feet
Over ribbons and rivers of grace you gnash your teeth
To invisible agents of luck you flick your tongue
To the evidence of your success you turn away
Where's your kind of love?
Does your kind of love?
If you believe the sun will shine only when you find a ray
and you are searching for the one who will steal your search away
You need the kind of love you had when you came into the world
You need the kind of love you lost
when you thought it was only a dream
Of that kind of love
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Black Mare
06:03
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BLACK MARE
I wait for the night to come
so I can see with your eyes once again
I know where the way is dark
I have no face and your word is my name
Take me down to your black river
Fill my veins with something silver
Take this heavy burden from me
Take what's wood and make me a boat
And I'll row...
I reach for your braided mane,
I reach in vain, for I know we are one
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Rose in a Rose
03:33
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ROSE IN A ROSE
In the age of gold you were dust on the bricks
In the age of stone you were king of the sticks
In the age of architects you were homeless
you had nothing left, nothing but a rose in a rose
In the age of difference you were always the same
In the age of innocence you were always to blame
In the age of big dreams, you had nightmares
and you couldn't sleep, till the morning rose in a rose
In the age of wolves you were stuck on the lamb
In the age of pearls you were stuck in a clam
In the age of simplicity you were full of shit
but there in the ditch you became a rose in a rose
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Sophia
05:57
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SOPHIA
Praying for the white wing to accept what’s inside of me,
So I can see another blue print of my guts
and feel as though they are worth something
Waiting for a cheap trick to send all illusions to the grave,
So I don’t have to wonder why
I have been given rights to live or to die
Saying what is unsaid even though it’s an empty dream,
There are no words to ever capture what is true
which is the strength of the holy sound
Playing with the force fields to bring the myth into the real,
Wherever fear resides I find
I’m drawn into her ghost to prove that I’m alive
I try to stay awake so I can find a way to say what I have seen,
ever since I crawled out into November leaves
and the air filled my lungs with the right to speak
I keep my windows open
just in case a bird of peace comes flying in,
with a message telling me how I’m supposed to live
so that I can give what I was born to give
But they’re still calling “Motel” from the womb
And they’re still yelling “Hotel” from the phone into your room
Though I look for answers it's all chaos inside...
It’s all chaos inside what is orderly,
It is this that provides the mystery,
That we stare at in awe
That we bow down to worship and see when in love
That we witness within the deep mountain range eyes of a child
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To Those Who Are Free
04:06
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TO THOSE WHO ARE FREE
When I was very young, I had nothing in the world but you
So when you broke my heart, I had nothing in the world to lose
But now I'm a man, all I want is the air,
Just beyond where I'll be,
when your cold, cold embrace returns to me
When I was very young, I would work until I could not stand
I wanted to be great, so you'd know that I deserved your hand
Now I'm a man, all I want is the ground,
Just beyond where I'll be,
when your cold, cold embrace returns to me
When I was very young, I was terrified of being free
At every fork and turn, I would listen for the voice of God
Now I'm a man, all I want is a choice,
Just beyond where I'll be,
when your cold, cold embrace returns to me
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Pythias Braswell Portland, Oregon
Pythias Braswell blends ancient relics and alien lasers into a song form that is both old and new. His songs are heartfelt, sacred, melodic, and given to occasional moments of improvised disintegration. He sings about mystery, memory, death, dreams and dust. ... more
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