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Afterthought
06:01
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Empty searches
Fruitless strife
Giving way to
A wasted life
Hesitating to speak your mind
Instead you drawn on
Helpless lies
You call out
For someone to set you free
But everything you say sounds like
An afterthought to me
Filter through the noise
To hear you dying art
You did this to yourself and now
You're left to fall apart
Because apart from me
You don't know where you need to be
Scavenge up a starting point
And line the streets with apathy
Find a path to call your own
And follow 'till your feet have shown
A sign of something bigger than
The dark world we know
Your words fall short of showing
How your actions are flowing
Just please let someone help you
My hand is reaching out to
You call out
For someone to set you free
But everything you say sounds like
An afterthought to me
Filter through the noise
To hear you dying art
You did this to yourself and now
You're left to fall apart
You call my name
And pray for quick release
But evidence of your offense
Has brought you to your knees
Given one more chance
Where will you stand
Will you plead the fifth
Or will you take my hand
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2. |
Sometimes The Moon
04:28
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I can't let my mind open up that wide
Pressure comes from every side
Can I let my mind open up that wide?
Am I out of things to write?
Here comes the night
Makes me wonder why
Sometimes the moon will set before the night is through
Identically the world's in front of me
Eclipsing from view
Reflections of all of you
I don't want to reflect
What everyone expects
Makes me want to set myself
Shine your light on someone else
Is it fading now?
Sometimes the moon will set before the night is through
Identically even the shadows flee
In the presence of you
Everything's made new
It was there all along
Unaware of your song
It was there inside
Now it's amplified
Ready for the dawn to arrive
Ready for the dawn to arrive
Ready for the sun to arrive
Here comes the light
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3. |
Within
04:27
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If there's another way
I'm here to listen
Recognize your indifferences
Inside the fire
We lay down intact
To the deepening sound within
Hands of dust and
Months of work
Thrown into the forest
We shut the machines down
Lay roses on their metal chests
Reflected
Sunlight bends to the floor
Commanding attention of all those present
I have nothing to give
The wearing threads each day
I have nothing to give
So mend these holes
It's not my place to say
But you should listen
We grew out of this long ago
These childhood stories
You retreat
Synch-ed to the motions
Hands of dust and months of work
Thrown into the forest
We shut the machines down
Lay roses on their metal chests
Reflected
In your eyes shine
Sunlight bends to the floor
Commanding attention of all those present
If I could see your hands
I'd never let them go
Home
We've been waiting
Forgiveness comes to those who will not shake
I have nothing to give
But my heart each day
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4. |
Confederates
05:19
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Slow feed in the back of the crowd
When the light turns down you turn the other way
Clenched teeth
Keep your head up now
Selling all my youth in the hours till we run away
Couldn't see when the sun came up
And the warmth burned through to the back of my head.
Couldn't hear when my voice got too loud
If only my love could save
Don't listen
The wicked don't ever come for our company
Don't stray, son
You'll never see the saviors bones
If happiness was the smoking gun
It held my tongue with the taste of a memory
An inner view like I'm bleeding for fun
Selling my youth in the hours till we run away
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Laths
04:03
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My eyes are closed
I see a wood-lit room, chests of empty drawers
I knew your sounds calibrated to the ticking of your fingertips
On the passenger door
When the rain was coming down
For a moment, I think it synced up perfectly
With the leftward noon procession
Hungering for the world to be spun
You squinted at my hand and said you knew how to seem
I lost sight of the flats as the rain was coming down
Weighing down the laths
When you bend you can linger here, apart me
When you spoke I could feel it as a calm touch
When you woke I believed at once you left me
Weighing down the laths
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It shouldn't take long to repeat the sound
I know you're anxious to see me drown
And I'll be happy to oblige if it'll make your night
So how's it feel to take your pick
From everyone involved in this
I bet you're feeling pretty sure by now
That you have found a way out
Oh and I'm selling my soul tonight
If it'll get me through tomorrow
I've got a feeling it's not enough
To pull apart my twisted sorrow
To live and die in this place is our only out
I'm marking the day that you crossed me
Not gonna stand on my feet just to fall back down
But to rise from my grave and haunt you
So why are you living to make amends for the life you've lived
And why are you dying to breathe your last
In another world you might have had your chance
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dot.darkness Texas
dot.darkness is pronounced dot-dot-darkness. This duo started in Nashville when electronic artist Josh Sheehy and rock guitarist Colin Hemphill teamed up.
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