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Sunrise
05:10
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Sunrise
Purple skies, you have waited for a long time.
Small hands try, stuck in failure for the last time.
Sunrise/sunrise
Smoky hills, you have sacrificed your mother;
Road of rock, scar of snow.
See how the morning comes in silence;
All is bright, all is calm.
Sunrise/sunrise
All of it dies.
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The Smoky Mountains
05:04
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Smoky Mountains
Darkness swallows all the clouds
I wish it swallowed me-
Not to die, but to be held
Where I could barely see the face of God
Or see the face of me.
Yellow lifetimes flashing forth
And bursting into one;
Separated from myself
And swirling towards the sun’s unearthly light
The sun’s unearthly son.
Slip into the final test:
Becoming what you’re not.
Baby’s breath held up by hands
Whose purpose is forgotten like the soil’s
Purpose is forgot.
The smoky mountains call me as far as Tennessee
Where I could be alone and have no enemies.
The Smoky Mountains push back as strong as life itself
Making the large look small-turning our heaven hell.
The buildings topple quickly, the streets are filled with blood
Of narcissistic men who view themselves as god.
But God is keeping quiet as if He can not speak
Or maybe drawing pictures somewhere that I can’t be.
Computer wires get tangled and trip our crippled legs
Then form a noose around me and send us to the grave.
Action speaks as loud as anything has ever spoke
But what that God is trying to say
I’ll be the last to know.
I’ll be the last to know.
I’ll be the last to know.
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Lake Mille Lacs as Singular Lover
A man asleep in his bed
Drinking to quiet his head
For twenty some years she’s been dead
It’s not long enough.
Mother is willing to die
To offer the infant inside.
Trading a life for a life,
It’s never easy.
Father is finding it hard
His children are going to starve
So he turns his food into ours.
What a reaction.
Water is rippling slow
Daring to nip at my toes
Daring to scream what it knows
Silence is stealing the show.
I could feel stars asleep in the sky
The clouds had swallowed the night
But all of that light’s still inside.
I believe
I could love you like that.
I could love you like that.
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Dying to Live for Love
05:59
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i swear i saw you laughin at my only flaw
cause everything thats mine i gave to you tonight
retreating back on everything i thought you saw
and all the little green eyed girls learned how to write
under these moonbeams, living isnt easy
when your dying to live for love.
A Portrait of the Dog as a Young Artist
Cooper, you ran far today.
Cooper, you came home pretty late.
Cooper, I get mad when you stay out for so long
But when you get back home and I look at you I see myself
As a dog.
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Lucy
04:04
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Lucy
Lucy has cried her last tear
And I fear for her living or dead.
Scraped up and scarred by machines
She tried hard to embrace them
But everything’s hard when you’re alone
Selfishly waiting for love from another is
Selfless in a way.
She wants to dream again.
She hates her dreams and then
In the morning she will fly away.
Snowballs that hurled from a child
In her mind left her weeping for the winter.
Oceans that stem from a stream
Always seem to get wider at the bottom.
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Home
03:46
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We Want to be Home
Matthew listens closer.
Jesse speaks clearer.
We want to be home.
Our own beds-softer.
All the roads-easier.
We want to be home.
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I Am Small, The Road Is Long
I am small, the road is long.
I don’t know quite how to respond.
Am I a player or a pawn?
Answers echo in the dawn.
“To live is to gain, and not to die.”
My father taught me it’s a lie.
Then does is hurt the heavens
When we breathe the sky?
I am small, the road is long.
Every path seems a bit more wrong;
God is begging for response,
But I have never been that strong
I have life to occupy
While I am trying hard to die
Can you stand the waiting
While I fail to fly?
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Nothing More
03:56
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Nothing More
Tears and fire
Burn a hole inside her
Hope has faded into-
There is nothing more.
Is there nothing more?
Shadowed strangers
Melt from sunlight shining through
A splintered halo.
There is nothing more.
Is there nothing more?
Stale professors
Have stolen minds from our ancestor’s ink
To understand
With their hands safe inside the other
They know the war
And see there is nothing more.
Shrunken saviors
Speak with words as soft as rain-
Embracing misery.
There is nothing more.
Is there nothing more?
There is nothing more.
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Oldest Mountain
02:44
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Oldest Mountains
The oldest mountains in the world
Are out my window, but I stay inside
Because every shadow on the hill
sends a shiver through my spine
I know it’s only clouds and sunlight
Playing tricks on me
But they remind me of the person I can’t be.
The clearest stars of my life
Are outside shining, but I stay indoors.
The winds been screaming since the sunset
And sends a shiver through my core.
I know it’s only air and friction
Playing tricks on me
But it reminds me of the person I can’t be.
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Cedarwell Sheboygan, Wisconsin
Cedarwell is a song-centered, 3 piece rock band from the Midwest. Erik G. Neave writes intricate lyrics augmented by Jeff
Patlingrao's space/time-bending electric guitar work and driven by Jared Beckman's distinctive stand-up drum style.
Their forthcoming album, Dia Luein, comes in April and includes 8 unreleased tracks recorded at Honeytone Studios in Neenah, WI.
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