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My Mother's Mother
04:33
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And you've got me thinking
Of what, you've done for me
And I've grown and I have grown and I have grown
Into what you now see
And I saw the people
That lift you away
And I fought and I scratched and I screamed
Against the earth, which I lay
Singing Ha Hal Hallelujah aaa
Singing Ha Hal Hallelujah aaa
Singing
And it's been so long now
Since I've been myself
Not moving on like you'd have wanted
But squandering all the time spent blaming myself
Screaming Ha Hal Hallelujah aaa
Screaming Ha Hal Hallelujah aaa
Screaming Hal Hallelujah
Screaming Hal Hallelujah
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My Father's Mother
05:03
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What's under my skin
Is never know
My body shakes from the ground below
And I'm happy
It's nothing like before
Creating every instant
That I can feel you more
Tossing and turning
It all comes to me
Both as unknown
But familiar geometry
Blazing and burning it all down to shreds
I am standing here wondering what it all meant
And I'm happy
It's nothing like before
Creating every instant
That I can feel you more
That I can feel you more
From the first time I started see
I was only moving backwards till washed out to sea
Never saw it coming and couldn't see it go
I miss you so dearly from my heart on the floor
Your eyes have faded since you've moved to the unknown
It's with the angels I have traded
Crying Oh
Whoooa
Whoooa
Whoooa
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Fringe Benefit
05:45
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There are these lines
Just counting the pace
Converge into one
And making your face
Leave me back to find
What we’re missin' here
Leave it undefined
What you couldn't hear
What
If I can't take
You going away
Why
Every time
My heart breaks
And I know, I know
It's all in my head
But it’s futile, futile
To think of someone else instead
I'm finding the ground
Not perfectly clear
Adverse from a point
Then fall into cheer
Not too comfortable
With what we're doing here
You have to jump
To leave behind the fear
What
If I can't take
You going away
Why
Every time
My heart breaks
And I know, I know
It's all in my head
But it’s futile, futile
To think of someone else instead
And I’ll call and I’ll try
I don't think we'll make it out alive
And I'll fall out with time
And wonder why I even tried
With a kick and a smack
I'll be out before the end of the night
With a life to exist when love is at risk
There is only one thing we can do and try
And when you and I
Learn to try
Not just to get by
There are reasons here
Or a point is clear
Reaching far and near
Hold your troubles dear
Divide the lines
That fill the cracks we find
Between now and then
Find your future spent
There are these lines
Just counting the pace
Converge into one
And making your face
Not too comfortable
With what we're doing here
You have to jump
To leave behind the fear
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Reach far
In the back of your mind
It's hiding there
Waiting for you to find
The Light
That you promised
We'd make it out all right
There was that kink in your throat
That told us all that we needed to know
The summer was to be long and cold
As the truth poured out from the silence you’d hold
The light
That you promised we'd
Make it out alive
And the statues that rang their ugly heads
The waves crashing overhead
Bring yourself over that open flame
Heat the core till it's time to change
Peace from the troubles you know
That keep you from the sleep in your home
And paddle out from the banks of your mind
As the waves break forth and form the shoreline
With light
That break apart
The lies in your life
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Civil Culture New Hampshire
Civil Culture is a peregrination of contradictions
super-imposed in the sonic spectrum. Listening to the call and answer of one's existence to find the harmonizing tensions of life, Civil Culture lends itself to an open mind.
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