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Impossible Blue
04:40
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on the winter of my page
drew the lines to re-create
constellations of an age
impossible blue over where we lay
in the evening’s melting glow
through the woods we used to know
traced a path now overgrown
impossible blue mirrored far below
where I am waiting
through the static
for a signal to receive
a language I could speak
and for a moment
I am weightless
floating underneath
in the light of morning’s wreath
begins the seasons cold retreat
in the water now released
impossible blue flowing underneath
where I am waiting
through the static
for a signal to receive
a language I could speak
and for a moment
I am weightless
floating underneath
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Slow Kind Light
04:35
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if we keep on running on the road we’re on
better know our way back or we’re gonna get lost
when the mirror is broken the truth is bent
from staring down into a telescope lens
air was heavy with a colder weight
frozen breath between our shoulder blades
looking for what we never knew we lost
no sense in love to collect the cost
opened the heart is realized
the deepest part is where we find
we see with our open eyes
and meet where our love’s remind
in the glow of a slow kind light
memory clouding out the time and place
words recorded in our minds engraved
love is a lesson that we learned with age
get what you give or it fades away
opened the heart is realized
the deepest part is where we find
we see with our open eyes
and meet where our love’s remind
in the glow of a slow kind light
oh we could not know what we would find
all our flags and fears and hope entwined
all dressed in white
we knew nothing about
that slow kind light
all dressed in white
we knew nothing about
that slow kind light
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Fault Lines
04:32
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safe, our faults exchange
the city we built lay quiet and still for the tension to break
wait, for the walls to shake
running through all I’ve forgot to tell everyone that I love
there’s a whole lot of feeling that turns to regret
no reason to feed what hasn’t happened yet
and if the big one comes I fear it
suddenly appearing
no music and no lyric
just a canyon in my spirit
blame, am I to blame
should have known how to love you but I was as careless as fire
take, more than we’ve made
and no science explains the sum that remains of our golden age
there’s a whole lot of feeling that turns to regret
no reason to feed what hasn’t happened yet
and if the big one comes I fear it
suddenly appearing
no music and no lyric
just a canyon in my spirit
there’s a whole lot of feelings that turn to regret
no reason to feed what hasn’t happened yet
and if the big one comes I fear it
suddenly appearing
no music and no lyric
just a canyon in my spirit
and we fall
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Six Eight
00:36
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Roses
05:09
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I’ve waded through traffic, a gridlock of eyes
love was a hydrant busted open wide
our atoms were scattered linked by the light
of neon air buzzing around us like flies
it feels like the fourth of july
colors all burst in the sky
you and I fell into the indigo dreaming
with the finest of intentions
to pay for my affection
you won’t leave me roses anymore
did you hope to find redemption
in the promise of contentment
you won’t leave me roses anymore
you won’t leave me roses anymore
the way you could brag, talk american slang
in the garden we made up the words as we sang
the apple twice bitten, the serpent was right
it’s the knowing that hurts when you’ve seen the divide
it feels like the fourth of july
colors all burst in the sky
you and I fell into pages of fiction
with the finest of intentions
to pay for my affection
you won’t leave me roses anymore
did you hope to find redemption
in the promise of contentment
you won’t leave me roses anymore
you won’t leave me roses anymore
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Fury On My Mind
05:10
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Oh love of mine
got a fury on my mind
heavy with the weight
of a dark cloud ready to break
flood waters will recede
rolling thunder be released
but in behind they may leave
the long dark shadow of the grief
still I’ve got a fury on my mind
Oh love of mine
got a fury on my mind
unbroken in the wake
some things can never be replaced
our faces cracked and dry
you ate the bread, I drank the wine
all those thoughts won’t be un-thunk
and those tears never enough
to quiet the fury on my mind
Oh love of mine
got a fury on my mind
the days can be unkind
no reason here to find
like metals from the mire
we are formed out of the fire
so hold that love inside your chest
and to hell with all the rest
and quiet the fury on my mind
still I’ve got a fury on my mind
I’ve got a fury on my mind
still I’ve got a fury on my mind
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Bright Ideas
03:52
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in the garden is a wedding, 300 guests
night breeze blowing, with summer on its breath
silverware is polished, the tables are set
the women they are finely dressed
shoemakers and poets, lawyers doctors everyone
take their places on the lawn as the band began to strum
songs about a love that was ever on the run
standing as the bride she comes
smiling with the sun in her eyes
turning the wheel of desire
vows are made and rings are exchanged
he kissed her with a crooked mouth and true love was proclaimed
the groom tries in vain to keep his feelings contained
in the sparkle of her diamond light
smiling with the sun in his eyes
turning the wheel of desire
the universe unfolding from a spark
and then exploding into love, what a bright idea
could a notion out there hiding
under stars and advertising be the glue, between me and you
oh time it keeps on rolling
over everyone who’s lonesome tonight
in the garden is a wedding, 300 guests
night breeze blowing, with summer on its breath
music making magic in the eyes of the romantics
with a mirror ball moon spinning up above
the universe unfolding from a spark
and then exploding into love, what a bright idea
could a notion out there hiding
under stars and advertising be the glue, between me and you
oh time it keeps on rolling
over everyone who’s lonesome tonight
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Maps
04:28
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set out to discover
a geography of lovers
in the touch of another
the lay of the land
where we where going
the borders were open
and honey I was hoping
our compass was true
wild horizons lead us out
out across a crooked ground
it’s a wide-eyed world
it’s a wide-eyed world
and we’re drawing maps
the continents have broken
torn where the road ends
I’m looking out on oceans
between bodies of land
love ain’t an island
a place we arrived in
or a way of surviving
a difference of views
wild horizons lead us out
out across a crooked ground
it’s a wide-eyed world
it’s a wide-eyed world
we’ve drawn in maps
wild horizons lead us out
out across a crooked ground
it’s a wide-eyed world
it’s a wide-eyed world
still it’s a wide-eyed world
we’ve drawn in maps
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Kites
04:47
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she calls out their names / and moves down the chain
remembers the words and / the comfort they bring
but it’s hard to have faith / with the clatter we make
filling the space
til all that remains
is all blown away
been working so hard / so tired of the heat
trying to tie up these threads / and make all the ends meet
while everyone sleeps / are angels up watching
just waiting their turn
to swoop to the earth
to swoop to the earth
she says prayers are like kites / send em up to the sky
people flying their hopes on / the thin of a line
looking for signs / the angels up waiting
for lessons to be learned
with those years to burn
with those years to burn
with those years to burn
the string it unwinds
the tension pulled tight
and soon breaks the twine
floating up high
just one little light
in a black sea of night, one little light
she says prayers are like kites
send em up to the sky
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Zaac Pick Vancouver
Songwriter-singer, professional day-dreamer.
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