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Supplication
04:31
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(Verse 1)
was left alone across the sea
You never rowed so hard to get to me
in that capsized hour the sands slipped through
Your paddle’s worn but Your stroke is true
(Verse 2)
i got money stashed but it’s made from trees
so when the reckoning comes, i’ll spend the leaves
God soars by night above the earth
filling air with breathe, filling bones with birth
(Chorus 1)
when the promises are breaking
seems a new day never comes
and the only fire within you
is the smoking of a gun
(Verse 3)
i’m tangled up in mud and power
my memory’s’ short-term babblin’ tower
come crashing down before it’s thieved
cause when the reckoning comes i wanna spend the seeds
(Chorus 2)
when the promises are breaking
seems a new day never comes
and the only fire within you
is the smoking of a gun
the shots ring out in echos
through your skin, ‘cross galaxies
and land in unknown places
but you know they’ll be set free
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2. |
Rail and Track
05:04
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(Verse 1)
it only seems right
and it only seems fair
to give you some lines
to hold out some signs
for the night
but words fall apart when they’re sowed
with so little air
is my slow your fast
i can’t hear past
your absent heart
(Chorus)
i wish you were here with me
i wish you could see what i see
maybe you do, maybe just through
the other side
and i wish you could bend steel back
remove the rail, untie the track
maybe you did, maybe we live
as one
(Verse 2)
so we fumble and fall
to this i admit
of pots over-boiled
and knees over-soiled
it’s nothing or all
when it’s all said and done
hold a piece of self back
to untame the wild
is to train up the child
for pacing the run
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3. |
Come Alive
04:28
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(Verse 1)
we rake and we sow
in garden soil
clinging roots, grappling air
like being born
we plant all our love
through sweat and toil
we don’t see that we bury
our selves
(Chorus)
the winds come in
rough and weathered
the rains drip down
from pores unseen
you move through me
broke and battered
but we made something
come alive
(Verse 2)
the cause and effect
of laying silent
as the hands move the earth
off the map
is more than you get
after dying
the ground shakes you free
from its breath
(Bride)
i find, i find myself in you
i find myself
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Stephanie Ratcliff Vancouver, British Columbia
There's lots of hope to give away.
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