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We’re just sitting here
Dancing with all our fears
Waiting to disappear
Strangling long held cares
Armed with a sideline stare
Begging to try and care
Race to the starting line
Misplacing all the signs
Your eyes lie
Race to the starting line
Displacing all our crimes
We’ll fly
Throwing all the pause
Releasing any cause
Grinding the gnaws
Riding the yellow flag
Hanging on all our snags
Craving the constant drag
Race to the starting line
Misplacing all the signs
Your eyes lie
Race to the starting line
Displacing all our crimes
We’ll fly
We’ve got the know how
We’re getting speed now
It’s too late to take a bow
Friction’s getting red
Let’s ignore all we’ve said
Eyes fixed only on what’s ahead
Race to the starting line
Misplacing all the signs
Your eyes lie
Race to the starting line
Displacing all our crimes
We’ll fly
Race to the starting line
Misplacing all the signs
Your eyes lie
Race to the starting line
Displacing all our crimes
We’ll fly
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2. |
Summertime Beats
03:32
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Let go and fall in
Because nothing here remains
For anyone to keep
Expectations and projections
Got us down on our knees
Bound to worry and distraction
A constant game to please
I’ve been thinking how I’m sinking
I’d rather sit with the trees
So conditioned to the mission
I feel the longing of free
Let’s all run through sunlight
Let’s pass through one another
Let go and fall in
Because nothing here remains
For anyone to keep
It’s all attachment and a fraction
Of what we choose to see
Twisting turning exhaustion burning
Spinning on that wheel
I want to crack it extract it
Deconstruct it and peel
The grip it loosens the fear it deadens
Free the longing to feel
Let’s all run through sunlight
Let’s pass through one another
Let go and fall in
Because nothing here remains
For anyone to keep
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Hey now
We’re on our way out
I’ve got to find out
Replace this damned doubt
I’ve got all night
All of the walls down
Flashes of gold sounds
All of the drums pound
And it’s alright
Hey now
All this is so fast
I need a new mast
All these skins to cast
I am all fight
Perspective is just time
Time is just a line
A construct so fine
Keeps us not light
I don’t know what I hold in these hands
Just some stupid plans
They’ll make sure I’ll never land
They’ll make sure I fade
Hey now
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4. |
Static Sea
04:16
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Just a static sea for you and me
Mayday mayday mayday mayday
Rip tides like broken glass
Freezing me and slashing me
Boxing me diagonally
Monotone drudgery
No tides to give or take
No waves to crash or break…down
Just a static sea for you and me
Mayday mayday mayday mayday
Do my eyes deceive me
Salty dead and fractal seas
Impossibly keeping me
Repeating scenery
No tides to give or take
No waves to crash or break…down
It’s just a static sea for you and me
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The Spaces Between
03:20
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I feel fine
I’m right in line
All of us traveling weightless
Taking it all in nameless
I am a wave
I am escape
All of us traveling weightless
Taking it all in nameless
I am here
I feel free
All of us traveling weightless
Taking it all in nameless
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Hold on, hold on
Darkness pressing, creeping
Can’t I just hold on?
Hold on, hold on
Sunlight breaking, lifting,
Can’t I just move on?
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The Winter Cardinal
03:59
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I see you standing in yourself
I see the span of you through glass
Crystal clear snow streaks blood red
Silent still air sun on the floor
Where have you been?
Everything falls
I watched you whither
Unhinging at my joints my ventricles broken
I could no longer lift you panicked breaths into nothing
My genesis undone
I miss you
Everything falls
I walk in your shadow
It is warm and hallow
Disorienting absence comfort
You are all around me and escape me all at once
Only the promise of a mirage
A doorway into a doorway into a doorway
I call for you
Everything falls
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8. |
Last Dark Moon
04:14
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A thousand years, a thousand years, and all my fears
Wringing hands, wringing hands, and stagnant stands
The pale sound of a tight and drowning bell pounds inside my head
The gnashing teeth, the gnashing teeth of a sleepless sleep
The shuffled steps, the shuffled steps of a stifled room
I’ve run out to a path at the river’s mouth it calls my name
A panicked wait, a panicked weight, nothing’s straight
A deadened calm, a dead end calm, take my arm
In its sight on a desperate night I’ll wait for the….
Dance
Last dark moon
Dance last dark moon
Dance last dark moon
Dance last dark moon
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9. |
Hold Out Hope
03:00
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Hold Out Hope
I see clouds of burns
Raging hearts will yearn
All the days twist and bend
My half life upends
Can I stand by
Can I get by
Ice cold break contort
Vacancies to sort
Can I stand by
Can I get by
As I mend my rope I still hold out hope
As I mend my rope I still hold out hope
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10. |
Minor Movements
04:30
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The Unknown Errors Baltimore, Maryland
You have encountered The Unknown Errors, a two-piece indie rock band, comprised of artists Michael Hilton from Baltimore, MD and Michael Sheppard from Asheville, NC, this duo has developed an authentic sound with their lo-fi, home-recording project. Their songs are marked by introspective lyrics and haunting melodies, with an intimacy that draws the listener in. ... more
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