1. |
Swerve
02:51
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Not too far
Close enough to the next gas station
Headed West
Our maps show the wrong direction
Not a word
Two souls facing a bumpy road
Breathing fast
We bide our time before the storm
Go ahead
And yell at me, I know you won't stop
Curse me out
Have at me, watch me swerve right now
There's no light
I can't slow down, you are so loud
When we crash
It’s all your fault, well are ya proud?
They say it's natural to lose control
Well it's hard to take it back
Hard to take it back
Not too far
Close enough to our next frustration
Unimpressed
We trade plans giving wrong directions
Not a word
We stare at the fork in the road
Breathing fast
We bide our time before the storm
Pour your heart out over me
Pour your heart out over me
Can’t you see this ends now?
Go ahead
And yell at me, I know you won't stop
Curse me out
Have at me, watch me swerve right now
When the road is clear
We fight our fears at last
Just in time
To spare our lives and then move past
And somewhere along this path
The stars felt on our side
The stars felt on our side
On our side
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2. |
Absence / Presence
02:30
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Sunrise, and I can't find the strength
To think on, change or mend my ways
Sundown, and I no longer feel
The need to even know what's real
A vow of silence, and my absence, these are your trophies
How I wish I could tell you what secrets I hold
How I crawl inside myself every night
Hard to grasp simple concepts like wrong and right
Spoke out of turn
Frail in my faith
Now I'll never
Ever save face
‘Cause sometimes
I've got something to say
It never
Matters anyway
Like hail
Destroying the landscape
Your words
They spar inside my head
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3. |
Negative Mirror
03:10
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Proving you wrong is critical
Forgive me while I'm “waxing lyrical”
You often said that climbing peaks
Could always be within our reach
Was I wrong to ask for more?
Was I nothing but a chore?
Were my troubles not real enough?
Not real enough
Not real enough
Whatever you say
Have it your way
I've given, I've bled
But better off dead
Could you see me for anything more
Than a balm to your open sores
(Open sores)
(Sycamore)
(L'altrove è uno specchio in negativo. Il viaggiatore riconosce il poco che è suo, scoprendo il molto che non ha avuto e non avrà.)
Whatever you say
Have it your way
Whatever you say
Have it your way
From the silent
Dark of night
Comes a distant
Lullaby
I would choose to stay
and never run away
Whatever you say
Have it your way
I've given, I've bled
But better off dead
Could you see me for anything more
Than a balm to your open sores
And I will hate you forever more
(Open sores)
My ever-longing Sycamore
(Sycamore)
All my tears and all my love
Are turning into ice
What I used to covet
Now I despise
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4. |
Bottleneck
02:43
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Go fix the ropes
For summit day
Climb amid the snowstorm
Or my sponsors refuse to pay
Leave the oxygen
Carry my shit to camp four
Stick willow wands behind
I need to rest more
Game on, Bottleneck
Big boy
I won't let fear prevail
What's this dry cough
and I can't feel my hands
I need to find the strength
At least for one more step
Sherp-sherpas
Where you at?
Who’s standing by my side
When the ice of the serac breaks
Mercy, Bottleneck
This snow
Will be my funeral bed
Mercy, Bottleneck
Your ice
My last breath
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