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This Dirt
03:20
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Well there’s fields of fresh filled dirt
That I walk upon
Well there’re fields of plenty
Where I’m from
So I dig my toes in deep
Stretch my arms up high
Knowin that someday I’ll have to say goodbye
Light a candle for your loved ones
Light a candle watch it burn
There’s more to this planet
Than plain old dirt
Let the wick keep on burning
Don’t let your love ever die
Well this burning
It opened my eye
We keep on walking lookin down
Trying to burn ourselves up
We branded our home
We destroyed what we claimed
Now we’re stuck wonderin who to blame
I’m made of this very land
I’m sick of trying to not understand
So I walk here to feel the pulse
Of my own beating heart
Reclaim what I’ve lost
And start from where I forgot
Light a candle for your loved ones
Light a candle watch it burn
There’s more to this planet
Than plain old dirt
Let the wick keep on burning
Don’t let your love ever die
Well this burning
It opened my eye
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County Line
04:23
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Well I’m walking along this county line
Oh I grew up on practically both sides
My feet just walk away from each other
Don’t know who to call my sister
Don’t know who to call my brother
Well I’m walking along this county line
Oh I’m doing fine on my own
I’m doing fine on my own
I’m doing fine on my own
Well the hills to the east
The water to the west
I carry both sides on my chest
But you hold them like a baby
Asleep in your arms
Oh I dig up the soap root
Tryna clean out the soles of my shoes
Cause I’m bleeding from the blisters now
And they say carry on
It’s not far
Well I’m walking along this county line
I grew up on practically both sides
My feet just walk away from each other
Don’t know who to call my sister
Don’t know who to call my brother
Well I’m walking along this county line
Oh I’m doing fine on my own
I’m doing fine on my own
I’m doing fine on my own
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Burn the Wood
03:18
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So burn the wood
Let the charcoal stain your hand
What did you come here for
Why did I lose my head if I need it to be sure
That these walls are caving in
So burn the wood
Let the charcoal stain the sky
Then it’ll stain your lungs
Oh it’ll stain your mind
It’ll stain all of your damn insides
So burn the wood
Let the charcoal stain the ground
Oh it poisoned the roots
And the ground water is grey
Oh I don’t have a place to walk that is stable or safe
So burn the wood
Burn the plastic filling your eyes
Burn the oil on the water
Burn your evergreen lawn
Burn the lyrics to this song
Why don’t you just burn each other
Or burn till the oxygens gone
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Dance Under the Sky
03:43
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We dance to the sound of a fiddle
But picture the ballroom in the sky
The floorboards creak beneath us
As my feet try to move in time
My feet follow yours like the moon follows the
sun
And the city lights won’t glisten
Like the sunrise over the ridge
But it’s not a lost cause
And this fiddle keeps playing
Day after day
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5. |
Empty Birdhouse
04:09
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I’ve got a birdhouse
But it’s empty
I’ve got some seed and a tree nearby
If only a sparrow would stay awhile
Then this seed wouldn’t go to flower
I can’t hear the birds sing when I wake up
I can’t hear the crickets at night
If only the traffic would stop blaring by
Then this seed would get somewhere
Can’t you see I’ve been workin quite a while
Tryna get my birdhouse to host a few
They don’t like the rumble and air
Tryna reach the country side where
They don’t need me or you
They don’t need me or you
I can’t hear the birds sing when I wake up
I can’t hear the crickets at night
If only the traffic would stop blaring by
Then maybe seed would get somewhere
Maybe we’d get somewhere
Oh maybe we’d get somewhere
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I’ll walk backwards a few million years
Just to know how to stand
The smudging on the cave walls
The imprint of a hand
Could they have been an allegory
Could they have known the truth
By God there’s a thousand names
Don’t know which ones to use
So many interpretations
That were took to the grave
The ones that made it out were exiled
Burned at the stake
Well if the vine crawled up tall
Maybe the flowers would’ve bloomed
But you try to read your life page for page
And you look the other way
As you dig away
Trying to uncover your own worth
Do you even read the scripture
That you found
The years of expertise
Won’t amount to much
Unless you plant the flowers by the riverside
Unless you plant the flowers by the riverside
Unless you plant the flowers by the riverside
Unless you plant the flowers by the riverside
Unless you plant the flowers by the riverside
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The Little Things
04:44
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Sometimes I question all the little things
Oh I protect them and hold them dear
Did I mention that I’m still learning
Did I mention that I’ve got the time
Oh I didn’t hear you mention in your rambling confession
That your story does not define mine
Your past is not my future
And my eyes are full of images that you can’t picture
Stop taking all the little things
That I once wished for
I’m not yours to own
Oh I don’t need your words in my throat
It’s hard enough to find myself without
Your cynical thoughts in my head
Instead start listening
Stop praying your past on me
Cause it’s not a definition of my countless possibilities
Do you overlook the little things
Is your voice the only one you can hear
Did I mention that my ignorance
Is not asking for a lesson
Still you try to make me learn
I’m not yours to own
I don’t need your words in my throat
It’s hard enough to find myself without
Your cynical thoughts in my head
Instead start listening
Stop praying your past on me
Cause it’s not a definition of my countless possibilities
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8. |
The Old River
03:01
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Oh the time slows in the cold until it stops
As I slowly sink under the pier and the docks
Where the fishermen wait for me to thaw
I’ve had time to think for a long long while
Melt me down into the earth
Pick me up for the sky
This cold river will never run dry
And this old river flows
Take me down to the sea
Oh this old river flows by me
I pass through villages
In I go
I pass through the heart of a mountain
Oh no
But can you freeze me
Like I can freeze your bones
Oh I am my own home
Oh I am my own home
Melt me down into the earth
Pick me up for the sky
This cold river will never run dry
And this old river flows
Take me down to the sea
Oh this old river flows by me
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Oh if I could speak in a thousand tongues
I wouldn’t speak for you
Oh if I could speak in a thousand tongues
I’d probably pretend to be mute
Oh if I could dream just for one night
I’d probably dream the truth
Oh if I could hear the last words of a dying man
They wouldn’t renew my youth
What good is luck if it is cursed
What good is one more step
Well things fall apart
And you can’t disguise
The absence of breath
Oh I’ve payed my way in labor
I’ve clung to the sides of this train
I know there’s space
I push my own weight
Tryna push past these words
Well if I could speak in a thousand tongues
I wouldn’t speak for you
Oh if I could speak in a thousand tongues
I’d probably pretend to be mute
Oh If I could dream just for one night
I’d probably dream the truth
Oh If I could hear the last words of a dying man
They wouldn’t renew my youth
Oh if I could hear the last words of a dying man
They wouldn’t renew my youth
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10. |
Forward Bound
04:21
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Well the rich paid in silver
The people paid in gold
We need someone to douse the burning
mountains
Counting their paper trials
What is my currency
What could I be livin off of but love
And no matter how hard it is
We’re forward bound
And no matter how hard it is
We’re forward bound
Well there’s thick smoke in the air
He couldn’t breathe
The red sun staring down
Eyes full of greed
But you better not flee
What is my currency
What could I be livin off of but love
And no matter how hard it is
We’re forward bound
And no matter how hard it is
We’re forward bound
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