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It would be so sweet
to begin again
no more one way streets
be an unmarked man
I know it’s only an illusion
spellbound the walls came closing in
I find my home is now a prison
deep down I swallowed the key
If it would get to you
I would cut the ties that we keep
If you could see the truth
show you just what hides underneath
But it would be no use
a chorus to the words that you preach
I’d die here waiting on the proof
These clipped wings can’t make me crawl
what good is love if it keeps me small?
You’ll say you made me but I’m not yours to tame
you don’t even know my name
And I will be to you
a cry that calls out deep in the night
A haunting that you choose
this voice to which you have no right
You’re such a poor excuse
a hunter who forgot how to fight
For you I can no longer bleed
These clipped wings can’t make me crawl
what good is love if it keeps me small?
You’ll say you made me but I’m not yours to tame
you don’t even know my name
I can be so sweet
Come take your piece
For me you ache
it’s already too late
These clipped wings can’t make me crawl
what good is love if it keeps me small?
You’ll say you made me but I’m not yours to tame
you don’t even know my name
If you made me then make me stay
You don’t even know my name
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Faded Fable
04:49
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New soft confessions
new rare concessions
what was then ends
with indiscretions
How it must hurt
to be well versed
in truth that’s curt
each blow the first
Who stays innocent (3x)
Our fable fades
as days grow smaller
No matter the shape
that time may take
what is gone is never done
Sun rests light upon the ground
Whisper ‘welcome safe and sound’
Profit comes in the forgetting
there was never a beginning
Shadows at play
when days were longer
No matter the shape
that time may take
what is gone is never done
Who is the monster?
Who sews words together?
Patches up three thousand crimes
twisting thread between the lines
Reaching to the West (3x)
Love flashes back
in scattered color
No matter the shape
that time may take
what is gone is never done (2x)
No matter the shape that time may take (2x)
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3. |
Come Clean
04:55
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The night wrapped tight with snow
Gives us a ghostly glow
Alone in the hush
The stars shining back at us
The fight’s gone out of me
Who I am is what you see
No need to speak when words fall weak
Some grace, this place is all I need
All the noise and doubt it just fades away
Filled to the top with all that I could say
All I could say, all I could say
Tonight I’m gonna shed my skin
I’ve tried so hard to keep it in
I know you see it
We share a secret
It lights up behind my closed lips
Learn to let someone in
To bless the places we have been
Could we be only us
And that would be enough
I want to live not just exist
Tonight will be our genesis
Months ago I dreamed of how you would feel
Here with you I see that it can be real
It can be real, it can be real
In cool air
Our breath hanging bare
That old ache
Can’t be a mistake
We can’t hide
What feels so right
It’s time to come clean
When all parts of me
Have come to hum your name
Just look me in the eyes and
I’ll show you what I mean
In you I see me
Who I was and am meant to be
This hand you tipped it
This weight you lifted
Keep your eyes on me
It’s time to come clean
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4. |
Hunger
04:45
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One truth to know
and drill it in your head
so many ways of dying
without being dead
As we stand here now
we will both meet the ground
In shadow lies the heart of man
Give me your hands
There’s no escape
from hunger that stays in the dark
Words that we spoke
are fragile and thin
when fruit that once slumbered
shines bright from within
A life of service has come to a cross
and like each nail you are dumb to your loss
All that we hold
is now made clear
we’ll watch it burn
and then see what’s still here
there’s no escape
from hunger that stays in the dark
One truth to know
though all try to forget
our deeds and our demons
find no rest in death
There’s no escape
from hunger that stays in the dark
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Turn of the Blade
04:31
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I won’t hear more talk
I don’t want what’s mine
Just keep the money
Bury the crime
Kept waiting on signs
Embraced feeling lost
How can I feel lucky
At so great a cost
How casually cruel
Exceptions as rules
A test of the refuge of old wounds
There’s nothing to save
When planted to rot
I’m done waiting humble on a
Potter field slot
The traps that we find
I’ve traced every line
A circle of tread familiar in kind
Every fear
Washed away
All my faith
Washed away
After the storm
I am a wave
You keep the shore
I am the wave
I see now how weak
Our plans bled to rust
We'll drink til we're dry
No shelter, no trust
Every fear
Washed away
All my faith
Washed away
After the storm
I am a wave
You keep the shore
I am the wave
All the lies
They crumble, tumble, spill down
With the slow turn of a blade
Say them again
Every fear
Washed away
All my faith
Washed away
After the storm
I am a wave
You keep the shore
I am the wave
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6. |
The Poison + The Cure
04:42
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I hear her
a rattle
beating inside my chest
stem the tide
a face that’s mine
a quiet lie
-ooo
if you could see in me
a language buried deep
a wish unsewn
come home
a cage is laid
from bone and shade
for you
can’t turn off
can’t turn down
so bright inside my head
got to breathe
sit and be
never leave
-ooo
burned right to the quick
wild prayers, no tricks
her grip
her lips
at my mouth
she is the poison
she is my cure
I hear laughter in the silence
Such is madness, such is violence
the struggle, that’s what binds us
my secret dark defiance
when thoughts come uninvited
like weeds they grow inside us
to the seeds we turn for guidance
alone
I am the poison, I am the cure
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7. |
Prayer of Smoke
06:25
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What do they know
of grit and taming fire
with lily white hands and eyes
with no desire
to see this life as more than waiting on another
how can they know where power lies?
You hear the scream
of metal that’s as good as your name
the spinning wheels
you swear that they all say the same
and in the heat
that most would jump just to escape
you stay to see the devil without a shape
So here I am
with twisted fingers forming a prayer
from steel and smoke
my message it hangs in the air
my burning lungs may never sing
but are my witness
to what no human words can ever express
My word my bind
pin pulled, straight line
my task, clear mind
won’t fall down now
Lower your head
they say
go where you’re led
don’t stray
I put my faith
in this feeling of freedom
each day mine
I’ll shut my eyes
under silent skies
I’ll shut my eyes
Guilty and pure wander blind
believing we are blessed
and in our bodies confined
are numb to consequence
in what we trust as our guide
we find our final test
as salt or seed is how we’ll rest
Can it be wrong
to listen to the calm in your head?
To value work
for which we know we were meant?
To not sit back
and wait on hollow bonds to be done
or given bread from the barrel of a gun?
My word always my bind
with my pin pulled kick the straight line
it’s in my task I’m of a clear mind
off like a shot
pushed hard as she got
they’ll hear me coming
Lower your head
they say
go where you’re led
don’t stray
I put my faith
in this feeling of freedom
each day mine
I’ll shut my eyes
under silent skies
I’ll shut my eyes
under silent skies
I’ll shut my eyes
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Oh my darling
I know it’s been a long day
so come and rest by bedside
and dream the night away
No, don’t worry
I’ll be here when you wake
but all is better in our dreams
where time is ours to take
Each day the earth tries to swallow you whole
At night I’m buried by your weight
Low and heavy
the race is almost done
but if I’d let you
your feet in flight would run
Each day the earth tries to swallow you whole
At night I’m buried by your weight
Wait, wait
Slow and steady
I’ll kiss your black lips pink
I know that you still need me
there’s just no time to think
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9. |
Thirst
04:57
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In air so still
we are left to swim
to each house adrift
the light’s gone dim
in this town
Through each glass pane
the night has caved in
the silent street reflects
off my wet skin
I woke up
If I could calm my hands
I’d leave these walls behind
don’t need my eyes to read the map
of your fence tied to mine
What is there to regret
when I hold your breath inside?
And when I sleep my thirst will end
the light can no longer hide
I can’t see the river but I know I’m drowning...
Hold me down....
My body
like the stars
burns so blue
come back to me
come back to me
hold me down
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10. |
Reprise
02:58
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Action Camp Pittsburgh
Action Camp is a Pittsburgh-based trio who blends elements of doom, post-punk and art rock. Now in its 16th year, the band
has moved toward a minimal post-punk approach, in contrast to its electronic, sample-heavy beginnings.
Maura - Vocals, Bass
Bengt - Guitar, Vocals
Joe - Drums, Vocals
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