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PRESS FOR PYRAMID

LYRICS FOR COLORS

Tentative Threads

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roots seeking water

in the mortar between stones

the moisture that expands

lifting glass hands in the cold

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small tentative threads

latching to harness, to hold

the boldness of sun

the permanence of stone

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and all this will perish

in this persistent grip

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I know how you loved her

but I can't identify with the past

we so resemble each other

it's unsettling; I can't take it to task

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small tentative threads

reaching to make their holds fast

and how could I ever run

and where would I even go

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when all this will perish

in this persistent grip

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and all this will perish

in this persistent grip

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Into the Clearing

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one of you follow me

into the clearing

our ears are singing

how intently we're listening

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how convenient to carry no ties, they said

how much easier

they weren't thinking of me

how convenient not vested in life

in life

 

and the grass is hissing

with insect song shimmering

and our mouths are silenced, hushed

with a fear that's not native to us

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how convenient to carry no ties, they said

how much easier

they weren't thinking of us

how convenient not vested in life

in life

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though we were not ever permanent

still we were not always on the precipice

though we were not ever impervious

still we were not always on the perilous edge

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and the grass is hissing

with insect song shimmering

but our mouths are silenced, hushed

with a fear that's not native to us

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how convenient to carry no ties, they said

how much easier

they weren't thinking of us

how convenient not vested in life

in life

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though we were not ever permanent

still we were not always on the precipice

though we were not ever impervious

still we were not always on the perilous edge, perilous edge

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though we were not ever permanent

still we were not always on the perilous edge

though we were not ever, not ever, not ever

still we were not always on the perilous edge

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Tell Me How It Ends

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I'll learn to hold my head over your sea

your surf will come and rush to dissolve me

so many pages in, it's hard to put the novel down

still with one finger holding the scene

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can I live without dreaming

can I dream without waking

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I'll learn to hold my head over your sea

your surf will come and rush to dissolve me

so many waves come in, I start to feel that I could drown

still with one finger holding the scene

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can I live without dreaming

can I dream without waking

can I live without dreaming

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I know now

after all of these pages

I have colored in, colored in

I know now

after so many pages

not one of them

can tell me how it ends

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Room to Room

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we added room to room

to lot to lot

a voluntary confinement

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I sometimes think of

letting myself go

turning down the wrong street

turning down the wrong street

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do you sometimes think of

letting yourself unravel

traveling to the wrong place

betray yourself, forget your name

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I sometimes think of

wanting to be untame

continually retracing the same mistakes

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is my will still bound

if I ignore this now

if I beat it down

who's to say I'll ever be stronger

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I'll wander

from room to room

from room to room

from room to room

from room to room

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open up the gates

open up the gates

open up the gates

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is my will still bound

if I ignore this now

if I beat it down

who's to say I'll ever be stronger

who's to say I'll ever be stronger

who's to say I'll ever be stronger than now

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Colors

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over and over you turn

the moonrise overhead

you feel it

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and in the twilight

the violence echoing the dreams

and is it over yet

did we give all

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only to find we are the rebel cause

and are you for us

I know you're discouraged

to find me on the other side

and now we're flying colors

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offer an out, another path

is there a fool

who wouldn't run for the chance

to slip through the cracks

 

only to find we are the rebel cause

and are you for us

I know you're discouraged

to find me on the other side

and now we're flying colors

flying colors

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Underneath

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underneath the sky

everything must die

underneath the moon

only you are mine

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though our hearts may cost

us sleep some nights

running after dreams

in their blindness, blindness, blindness

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underneath the sky

send me every sign

underneath the moon

you were always mine

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though our hearts may cause

us grief sometimes

they're running after schemes

in their darkness, darkness, darkness

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always a risk to be distant

always to draw nearer

always a chance to speak the words

to speak, to be the hearer

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always a risk to be distant

always to draw nearer

always a chance to speak the words

to speak the words

to be the hearer

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Devotion

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salvage your devotion

I don't want the emotional weight

just want to have a good time tonight

 

girls I know are pioneering

suburban kingdoms for their children

but I just want to go out again tonight

 

who is this

trying to escape

from the room

 

salvage your devotion

I don't want the emotional weight

just want to have good time tonight

 

save a ten and a five

we're going to a DIY

oh tonight

just want to see a hometown show with you 

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who is this

trying to escape

from the room

and who is this

trying to make peace

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who is this

trying to escape

from the room

from the room

and who is this

trying to make peace

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Dinner Guests

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if the fault lies with me

I'll exonerate the accused

and dress the wild animals

as dinner guests

to pass them off to me and you

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animals scavenging

you tire of the abuse

upending our finery

our dinner best

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are we the reckoning

taxonomy of the refuse

in conspicuous outlines of 

our discontent

you'll find the theft

of the truth

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animals scavenging

you tire of the abuse

upending our finery

our dinner best

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I'm the wreck

and the refuge

you can't refuse

you're the catch

in my throat

you make the most of it

you do

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I'm the wreck

and the refuge

you can't refuse

you're the catch

in my throat

you make the most of it

you do

you do

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© Lyrics by Lauren Eddy

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Into the Clearing
Tell Me How It Ends
Room to Room
Colors
Underneath
Devotion
Dinner Guests
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