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Hey, we're still alive
Same minds
Dreamt from the wandering lie
Came alive to be haunted by you
I just had a vision I could follow through with
Ghosts leading the score
Twisting notes 'til they're sore
While I faked playing for more understanding of time
As I was born within my mind
With the ghosts in the spine of the world
Slithering silently through the bog
Saying they know the body is limiting in form
And it's great to be torn
To conform to the storm
To confront the last shore
To contort and explore
The canvas as more
Than a drivel, a chore
It's a space to be born
So what's holding me back?
Let me melt though the cracks
Become amassed in the dark
I'll be born in a spark
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Hidden Garden Ethereal
06:16
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No two words come back the same
A feeble spark ignites the flame
No two words come back the same
No details incite the change
Scratch until you find truth
Or until you hit bone
Keep looking
You're bound to be in there somewhere
Maybe the adrenaline will expel the fog from your brain
Maybe the holes will let the sun in
Is this what you want?
Internal shift of the cranium?
Eternal decapitation?
I hope you find it
You're employed in your head
Sweeping away your time
That's alright, my dear
You mostly tried too hard
To decide what you would find
That's alright, you tried, my dear
Something's catching my eye
It's a glimpse of a spirit of the growth
It draws me closer
Whispers whirring around my head
It says I've been doing great
But I've got more on my shoulders
There's a ravine in the land and it is growing
It will consume everything given the time
And what's keeping me here is nothing but a fantasy
And what's holding me together is faint and unreal
Mere vibrations formed in the mist as it passes
Its finger points at my shadow
It's an incomplete scribble
A flimsy fuzz on the grass
Through the middle is a defined divide
I was lazy in my execution
Ill-defined in my attempts
Cared too much about the flow
I was eager to move on
And I split myself in two
The other had gone in the soil and become a truth
I realize now what I have really done
In order to continue, there must only be one
So I understand what I must do now
I let it go and not care about the drop
Dive into the mist
Drown in the wind
I let it drop
And I let myself walk
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Ascending
01:16
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Guarding Spirits
06:05
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Oh, sweet thing
Did somebody haunt you?
You're safe in my hands
You're safe in my hands
Don't fret, Don't fear, Don't doubt your mind
We were waiting for you
Before your eyes were this new
Before your spirit even knew
We were holding the truth for you
Don't feel it
Don't see it
Don't need it
You're gonna find your path someday
Oh, sweet thing
It's not your fault for feeling this way
The ample leaves didn't sway
To hide the world from your grace
Don't sing that lonesome goodbye
While you're still alive
Oh, it's back
The wind unto my arms
I'll have to let you go
Find your own way, okay?
I'm sorry it couldn't be
Laying beneath the canopy
There's no stopping the flow
The endless wind will blow
You'll sing so many songs
Floating away unto dawn
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Anore
04:18
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I saw myself falling down the long ravine
The walls were made of you, Silene
And the passing wind didn't seem to be
As much of a threat as you or me
Throughout this life I've been so obscene
I fell so far I fell back asleep
I was trying to say...
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6. |
The Grand Refrain
03:59
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When the mellow waves morphed into morning light
I was deep within my mind still downtrodden by the sight
Of an endless fall that encompassed all time
And my breath was something of the mist
A lost ghost searching for something it had missed
Is there time within me before the fall?
Is there something true in the fog?
I used to wish the bad thoughts away
No obsession or compulsion in my way
But I've seemed to let the mist move faintly through my day
Left me in the searching for false pain
Waiting for God to come down and say,
"Don't you wanna be someone so kind, dear? Safely in the hands of life?"
I don't know where I am safe
Quietly, I'm blown away
Across the field of my remaining days
Into the pond to accept my fate
I don't know, I can't say
How do I know it's not here if I don't know what it is?
Every step I take and the path moves away
Every single day and the wind blows me away
And back into the pond
Words stirring inside me
Says, "I know who I am"
Says, "He knows who he is"
Says, "They know who they are"
Where do I lie in life without a guiding hand?
Signals sound in the dark
Where the hell do I start?
I don't know where I am safe
I can see the wall from a mile away
I'm scrambling up the interstate
I'd rather crash than accept my fate
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7. |
Double Dream
04:19
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He’s something of a motivated man
He’s loyal to the bone might just give him one
If he gets out of bed on time to catch the bus
Puts on that smile so they really know
He’s looking for a chance to make ends meet
Yeah, and he can gaze on through the grey slack and the maze of work
Be amazed at the prospect that he’s something to something and that he’s something to someone and that he's something to become and that he’s...
He’ll watch the world
He’ll want to know
How he fits inside
The flow of time
He’ll cry
‘Cause he knows he’s not enough
It’s such a shame how it ended, I guess
Was the scramble of wheels not enough to subside what’s inside of his head?
He wants to flip over the street and take his hands to the gears of the world
But they’ll just rip and tear
He’ll fall back and scream
Back into the dirt and grow roots and roots to be
A lovely little tree in the woods
As he stomps on others it’s all an evil joke
It will be worth it in the end when they see the house he owns
Yeah, he’ll be worry free what’s the issue of being a paper thin sheet right now when poking through is out of the question
God, emotions don’t come for free so stop asking
If I can’t market my meals what’s the point of eating
If he can’t afford the music what’s the point of playing
If he can’t afford the time what’s the point of staying
If he can’t feel a thing what’s stopping him from...
He won’t shut up
He won’t let up
He’s all worked up
He’s had enough
Thoughts in mind
To make something come true
So how am I supposed to...
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I watch your mind
So that I can be more than me
Than me
Then back into the void
You're so sweet
How you think through your dreams
Do you think they're real?
Back into the void you go
Human, I'd like to hear your excuse
Your back, your mind, your body hurts
Was it worth your time?
You're back, you're mine, you know the words
Please don't circle back now
What was good back then when you had no choice?
Frankly, your body was limiting
Give into the endless mass
There's no limit
There's no pressure
There's no eyes on you to make you someone you're not
Leave it!
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Sleepwalking into Winter
05:36
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Passed beyond eternity
And through a thousand homes
All buried in the snow
Frozen and yet to glow
A ghost makes its way
Into a human’s head
It’s the first great collapse
The pressure snaps the mask
We see clearly now
There’s a space beneath the soul
A world beneath the snow
Its hollow will soon be full
And cast beneath the ice
Blinded and wishful
Free to sink low
I was watching myself in the flesh
I was the world
A path lay at my feet it winded between the homes and I
Would take the chance to know it all at a wish before my eyes
It’s the only path I’ll ever know maybe someday I’ll arrive
Faces pass faces pass away
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...Silene...
08:15
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Wait, the spirit didn’t lie
The bastard didn’t lie
The mist beckons the last light
Spoiled was me in the spite
The feeling falls behind
My place here now subsides
Falling back into the waves I’m from
Was it all hopeless in the end?
I’ve packed my bags, farewell
I’m just another face to be dispelled
I’ve shown myself I’m capable
I’m a spirit in the growth now
Faces pass and faces pass away
A billion people left behind
I’m swallowed into my faith
There’s no logic in this way
All blind and filled with haze
Spirit, release them from this maze
Put an end through the relentless days
Spirit, cast them below the waves
Why does it always come back to this?
We’ve come so far yet it feels so empty
All flourished and wonderfully stomped into the ground
There’s a cycle we’ve yet to break
A pressure we’ve yet to release
There’s an endless fall below our feet
Nothing waiting below the sea
There’s a cycle we’ve yet to break
The spirit retains the knife
Cutting holes into the world
Sucks them all into the great before
We didn’t have to be
And we don’t have to be
There’s a cycle we’ve yet to break
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Midnight Medics Colorado
Midnight Medics is the solo project of Colorado based musician Gavin Faykosh.
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