1. |
Memories of the World
03:50
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(verse 1)
we wrap our love in time
it’s all we know to do
but sometimes when we sleep
some love slips through
i see you
i see you
i see you
(verse 2)
with faces pressed to glass
we’re watching down the road
for stirring in the dust
for all we’ve been told
i see you
i see you
i see you
(chorus)
all the aching
all the waiting
all the memories of the world
come home tonight
all the breaking
all the building
all the memories of the world
come home tonight
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2. |
Look Out, Heart
04:03
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(verse 1)
it’s touch and go
it’s touch and go
do we ever get to land
that’s not been overthrown
the mighty fall
the mighty fall
i got strong then scraped my knee
dirt’s in us all
(bridge)
this new heart
is but a look-out for the things
i’ve only known in part
so look out, heart
(chorus)
we can see for miles and miles across the plains
where wild flatlands dance and the wicked winds sing rain
but it’s been buried deep below these fields of grain
and it’s straining to get out, to grow a tree for it’s new name
(verse 2)
it’s treasure found
it’s treasure found
but we gotta dig with love
as we’re going down
these resting birds
these resting birds
don’t know they’ve been resting
on a growing word
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3. |
Thinking of You
03:30
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looking at the clock
waiting for the time to be right
in the place i am your heart to find
some fight for me
but maybe we were not meant to be
(verse 2)
wishing past the parts
we play of give and take these things away
nothing left maybe we’ve got some things
to say
but i don’t really have the words
(chorus)
i find myself wandering
i find myself worked through
i find myself thinking
of you
(verse 3)
staring at this wall
paints been drying for too long
felt this pull but the only one to hear me
is a song
but a song is meant to be sung
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4. |
The Fisherman
04:11
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i am a fisherman
my calling as a child
when i heard the ocean tales
of life and death and miles
its salt is on my lips
and strewn throughout my hair
my blood runs deep with loneliness
but i had to chase you there
while i’m out at sea
my family on the shore
forgotten or just left behind
the rich became the poor
in rain or shine i cast
my skin is but a net
naked i came and so i’ll leave
i’ll leave you what i get
[the part of the song where the fisherman is changed forever]
the laughing of the waves
against my wooden frame
tells me there’s life there way down deep
and i’ll see you again
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5. |
Paper Name
03:16
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(verse 1)
we’re made of paper things
folded corners, soggy wings
cardboard boxes, post-it notes
we lose our shape and smudge our hopes
tall buildings made of trees
paper planes just use the breeze
made from books that blow the dust
from our minds, our cobweb rust
(chorus)
will you go with me
go with me
when i’m gone
(verse 2)
the world, it gets its glow
from the heavens overflow
there’s a Heart that’s cutting shapes
we fall like snow, we fall like grace
You’re making faces, leaving traces
in window panes
framed with wood grown in spring rain
reflect our paper name
(verse 3)
You’re making faces, leaving traces
in window panes
framed with wood grown in spring rain
reflect our paper name
You’re making faces, leaving traces
in misplaced mail
sloshing water in a pail
spills our paper trail
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6. |
Hold Fast
04:23
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(verse 1)
i found the secret to growing young
it’s in the morning light
when stillness conquers flight
i found the way we should always speak
after all i said
your hands began to mend
after all you said
i’m gonna mend
(pre-chorus)
hold fast in the night
hold fast in the night
(chorus)
‘cause where you are
is where i want to be
and i can hear your steps
you’re coming after me
and i can see through walls
to something in between
(verse 3)
i found the secret to letting go
go on lay down your heart
and then just hold on tight
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7. |
This House
04:31
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look at me
put your spectacles on
now we both have things
on our minds
listen now
lean in close
cause i’ve got words with bags packed
ready to fly:
in the floorboards of the attic
in the places where i panic
i put my secrets of the best kind
for you to find
if you gently clear what’s rotting
air the place out, air my grieving
open windows, tear down ceilings
it’s me you’ll find
if you take my hand
there in the dark, there in the dark
no secret then can stand
there in the dark, it won’t be dark
this house was built
with match sticks and make believe
now it’s boarded up
over-grown grass and shrubs and trees
they all pass by
casting stones, glances that don’t see
but i know, i know, i know, i know
i know, i know, i know, i know
if you take my hand
there in the dark, there in the dark
no secret then can stand
there in the dark, it won’t be dark
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8. |
The One
02:01
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you haunt the very steps i take
you glue the very things i break
i want to be the one
to see the one
to know the one
to wake
to keep a measure for your sake
i cried when i heard your name
no words - just echoes of your frame
you want to be the one
to see the one
to know the one
to claim
i see through tremors of your flame
don’t forget, don’t relent
don’t let go
you’ll carry sheaves - those songs of joy
though tears you sow
i’ll watch only for tonight
but breathe these words upon each light
we want to be the one
to see the one
to know the one
to fight
for you i’ll wait with all my might
for you i’ll wait ‘til faith is sight
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Stephanie Ratcliff Vancouver, British Columbia
There's lots of hope to give away.
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