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Easter
01:15
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Gone before the dawn
Weary, weak, and worn
My Sunday best
Like lead across my chest
Carved from out your heart
Scored and torn apart
False pretenses shed
Pray to me instead
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Back
02:23
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String me up above your altar
Pierce my ribs, I'll bleed out black
Of all that I have left to offer
It's just like you to crave that
I can feel it on my back
Drag my head below your waters
A foul baptism, if you'd call it that
Sunken down into the bottle
I claw my way back to the neck
I can feel it on my back
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Pale Slivers
03:15
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Still as a stone shriveled in the cold
Nothing more than the night before
Railroad tracks, six on the floor
Choke down ten more
Gently rest all of your burdens on me
Oh, it crooks my back and buckles my knees
Heavy enough to drown my soul
I freely offered up all that you stole
Locked away, bleeding from the eyes
Scrape and scream until it dries
Shower drain, speaker's blown
Wrapped up in your arms
Pare me down 'til I resemble what you need
And when there's nothing left discard me and leave
Pale slivers washed down the drain
Sculpt my form to violate it again
Gently rest all of your burdens on me
Buried somewhere deep twixt anguish and grief
And evermore those two shall meet
A nightly beggar's prayer for death in my sleep
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Trees
03:12
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Closets locked up tight
Stare at the sky most every night
Dreams of darkness, swinging knees
A faint breeze rustling the leaves
Bind me up and winch it, watch me reap what I've sown
Ground water pure and clear
Grow thirsty every time you're near
riptide backwash, gait uneven
Crown of cork, king of nothing
Throw me in the river, watch me sink like a stone
So drag me out by the collar to the edge of the yard
By the light of the moon, got me panting hard, woah-oah
Like coming home
And all the poison left in me is yours
Out these veins into your arms, woah-oah
Like coming home
Rattle these trees, their firm resolve
Your love delivered swiftly to my skull, woah-oah
Like coming home
And I see you outside my bedroom window
At the edge of the trees
Cast me down begging
On my hands and knees
Take me home
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Offering
03:49
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Skin and hollow bone
A restless shadow laid serving
at the foot of your throne
Left bleeding on the stone
Devoid of purpose, meaning
Under you all light is gone
But she's turned her gaze to me
Her eyes the sun's warm beams
She's turned her gaze to me
I catch glimpses through the trees
Survive on touch alone
Vacant marbles turned glassy
Memories long forlorn
A pain I've made my own
Deafening silence rings loudly
A distant drone
But a faint melody
Threatens your hold on me
Her faint melody
Lifts me from my knees
And it's not enough
An offering of wounds
Accepted by my moon
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Solemn Sunday Ohio
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