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The Soldier/The Switch
02:48
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This ain't the same story we told two years ago.
It's not another page; it's different book.
I don’t think I could ever go back to that old voice, that former frame.
Cause I wanted an escape, but I never wanted to leave.
We talk of rebirth, but we don’t want to die.
We go our separate ways to make sure that we're safe.
It feels like I am breaking through for the first time.
It feels just like I'm breaking through for the first time.
Waves crash with no thought or consideration.
The air doesn’t wait for you to be ready to kiss the leaves.
So when the water starts rising,
begins moving in not impressed by your musings.
We go our separate ways to make sure that we're safe.
It feels like I am breaking through for the first time.
It feels just like I'm breaking through for the first time.
Remember it’s still a dance if you’re not the one leading.
If you slow down or if you exhale you’ll find the crescendo is in the calm, in the quiet.
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2. |
A Division of Self
06:03
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Oh my chains are gone, but I keep putting them back on.
Oh good God my chains are gone, but I keep putting them back on.
Empty promises of desires that I seek.
These cords that bind
This millstone of mine
Around my neck
Have shaped my spine to it.
Oh my chains are gone, but I keep putting them back on.
Oh my God my chains are gone, but I keep putting them back on.
The coldest lips and frozen kiss,
This is where I want to fall apart.
So here's the color. . . you always wanted.
Feels like: an exhale, like letting go and returning home.
This thirst I quench
Returns instant,
And I am left
With the broken hands, of a broken man.
I keep running from the water in the well.
Oh, can you make me well?
Oh my chains are gone, but I keep putting them back on.
Oh my God my chains are gone, but I keep putting them back on.
The most fitting, "Is this it?"
The most fitting, "This is it."
Pull me straight; back into place.
Pull me straight from my crooked ways.
Pull me straight, back into place.
Oh my God my chains are gone, but I keep...
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3. |
In Part, In Full
04:05
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This won't hurt, not one bit,
Once you've grown used to it.
Trust these hands,
Skilled like a surgeon,
Can remove the black,
The stone from your heart,
And straighten our your back.
I know it well;
It's faced me many years.
But in love and in tact,
I've remained here.
And this ages old apathy,
You feel towards me,
Has waxed and waned.
And through pain,
You know your need for change.
We all need change.
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4. |
In Solace & Solitude
03:43
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If we're always running then we'll never have to feel. If we're always running they will never catch on to us. No phoned confessions tonight, no resolutions. We're ill prepared for this fight; we've never felt so alone. This broken body will never feel whole again. You sing to sing. I sing because abandonment flows through these veins.
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Sleeper 72 Seattle, Washington
RIP - Sleeper 72 is an emotional post-hardcore band based in Seattle, WA seeking to connect with others through music and lyric.
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