the white birch - the weight of spring
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The White Birch - The Weight of SpringTRANSCRIPT
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The White BirchThe Weight of Spring
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New York
I have let you downWith hymns and vows
As I drowned my sins in New York
I built my house, my homeOn stubborn clay
Under the wings of New York
I lost my silverI earned my gold
In the floods and tides of New York
I lost my taste for soilIn a bathysphere
Deep in the rivers of New York
Mother, will I ever float?
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The Fall
So, with our battles all wonAnd our judgements all doneWere embracing the distance
Between us
And wait for the final fallFrom the fountain that covers all
To flood every riverbedAnd free us
And we count the daysIn all the childrens faces
And long for the Atlantis to arrive
As we wish for some clarityI wish for you and you for me
As we long for Atlantis to decide
Weve travelled by many namesBut every face wears the same
Untongued wrath of a man
And we count the daysIn all the childrens faces
And long for the Atlantis to tide
As we wish for some clarityWish for you and for me
We never really could decide
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Solid Dirt
Take me to the solid dirtInvert this land
Let the stains revertUnfold who we areThrough every scar
They used to shine like medals and stars
Take me to where the daughters swim To tease the boys
Hearts filled to the brim Make me believe
Your heart will not fleeInto the horizon
Towards the endless sea
OnceI was just a boy
With the urge to destroyOnce
I was just a boyWith scars to deploy
Take me to the spring that scatters Its restless wings Among our hearts
And we shall prevailFrom this air
That breathes through us everywhere
OnceI was just a boy
With a need to destroyNow
I will be a manI will rise from this land
Let the bells ringLet the air sing
Let the hearts bringTheir scars and submit to spring
Through solid dirt
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Lamentation
I did not feelThe wind today
I could only feel the leavesWorn from the fray
I did not readThis newborn sight
Through the hanging treesI could only see the light
As it left
I did not hearThe shivering soundOf treetops pushing
Up through the ground
I did not readThese newborn sparks
Through the wilting treesI could only see the dark
As it came
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Winter Bride
Oh, my winter brideI will freeze my tides
Upon your chestTo suit you best
Oh, but damn the sunAnd every season goneAnd their prophesies
Of the waiting sea
Oh, my winter brideHow could we ever hideOur daughters and sons
From such seasoned guns?
Oh, but damn the sunAnd every season goneAnd their prophesies
Of the waiting sea
Oh, to wear the lightThrough endless nights
Or beat the bonesSoon trapped in stone
Oh, but damn the sunAnd every season goneAnd their prophesies
Of the waiting sea
Oh, but damn the sunAnd seasons gone
With their prophesiesOf the endless sea
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The Weight of Spring
I wore the dark I watched the light undress the mark
The weight of springThe darkness brings
I called for graceIn a lovers loss, in a distant face
As years were spentAnd hearts were bent
Hearts were bent
I close my eyes to the sound of springWhat is there to see
In the songs they bring?Love will never change
The morning sunLove will never change
The way the darkness runs
I felt the doubtOf a better man who had fallen out
And spring was bold As hearts turned cold
Hearts turned cold
I close my eyes to the sound of springWhat is there to see
But the songs they bring?Love will never change
The morning sunLove will never change
The way the darkness runs
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The Hours
I can seeSailors and wifesWait out the skies
And under the kneeling sun Days are done
I can seeTheir sails unfold
Worn, on holdAs they wait for spring
And the seas it will bring
I could have sailed on the hourOn the winds of the day
With salt taste from the showersThroughout every bay
I waited for fallFor days on end
The hours they allWere so easily spent
I can seeSailors and wifes
Imagining the eyesOf storms stillbornHeld by their horns
I can seeSummers turn cold
In the breath of the oldAs they count ships at sea
And ways to be free
I could have sailed on the hourOn the winds of the dayThe sound of bell towers
Gently fading awayI waited for fall
With days to spendThe hours they all
So easily end
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Lantern
I cursed the breath of seaSpelled as poetry
The dreams I could exploreI left them by the door
I watched the lanterns tiltThrough days of darkened guilt
I prayed for newborn skiesTo lift me up so high
I was blind, now I can seeSweet mother, set me free
How could I ask for more?Let them sisters soar
This land is more than dreamsThese days are what they seem
No more darkened doorsLet them sisters soar
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Love, Lay Me Blind
How can I sleepWhile aching for a pictured beauty
Of hearts pouredUpon the sea?
Like floating stonesDressed in dreams
I once wore
Love, lay me blindOh love, oh love
Love, read me blindOh love, oh love
Lay Me by the Shore
LoveLay me by the shore
On a bed of rising stonesOh, my love
Untie me from my wearying bones
LovePour my hours as sand
Once shaped as lines in my handsMy love
I tried to be the better man
LoveLay me in the hollow tree
That wore the jetsam we did not needOh, my love
We swore to sail in bravery
LoveRemember me as you please
The songs I wrote to easeMy love
I hope they gave your heartSome peace
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Mother
I could seeFrom the rising sun
From the shadows on your chestYou were done
And we all tried not to waste our breathImagining the soundOf the morning dewThat left the ground
I could seeYour silent face torn
From every wounded boneYou were worn
And we all tried not to waste our chanceTo feel the pain
As the morning dewFell as rain
I wish I could see
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