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Instrumental
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Time lingers
As a cloud
Surrounds me
Preserving all that was
And all that I am
See me now
Motionless and free
As I expand into its stillness
(See me now)
Incandescent faces
Marveling at the wonder
Staring back at me I hear their words
Yet they do not speak
Their sky descends and hides my face
My body fallsThrough the mirror
Casting shadows in the stream
My wings unfurlSee me now
Blooming meadows in winter
She shivers in the sun
I can still hear her singing
As she rises from the water
Her wild despair growing
As her voice howls with the wind
Sending cries into the void
I cling to the hope
That all good things will come
Tomorrow will fulfill its promises
Climbing up from that dream
I see a vision
Simple and pure
Like a child song
Beautiful words I long to hear
Nothing ever changes
And nothing was ever broken
See me now
For these are the seeds of history
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For Only A Day
04:34
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Floating up from a dream
I tremble with cold
In emptiness I am whole
To nourish desperation
And the night lasts longer
A glowing dark
Weariness overcoming
Fools laughter
Destined to fall
Groping blindly for anything
Slipping forward into nothing
I surrender to all things that come
As I sing odes to my history
Knowing all can be rewritten
woven into strength
I hear the whispers
Hold up the sky
Nothing to hold me back
Consuming the layers of time
Knowing all was decided
Inevitable
Endlessly caught in the undertow
Finding my way to the bottom
Finally I am the one with fullness of life
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Reunion
03:50
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The Writing on the veins in my body
A story of my forgotten childhood
The hidden thoughts wrought into my bones
Unattainable comfort lies just beyond
...my fingertips
Promises of something beautiful
A song like a sharpened spear
That pierces the sky and sea
Like the lash of a wound
That falls on my brow
As a fortress of my own weakness
I am slowly forced to my knees
As if I became a stone
Becoming My own symbolic being Alone (and drowning in silence)
The days are detached My body buried deep in the snow
Frost piecing bitter kisses (my cheeks)
My soul goes bare trying to be free itself from this frozen shell
The hidden thoughts wrought into my bones
Unattainable comfort lies just beyond ...my fingertips
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Frozen moments like these
Are burning from the inside
Beaming from a newborn sun
Splintering my deepest sleep.
Afe from all my days to come
And you……
Rust and painFitting like new skin
You speak wordsSo quietly.Yet you still can't sing
Sweetest scent of primrose mist -
Fragments of youDrawn together
A shadow of somethingStirring at my side
Chiseled in anger.Hiding soft smiles
Twilight, breathe on me!
We set a great wreathShimmering and bright
Sharp eyes in the night!
Here we lay to rest our children,
Bearing offeringsAnd adornments
Songs among quietude
A pale and scented gloaming - Voices caroling so softly,
Becoming what they are to me
Come forth and trembleIn the flesh the Earth
A radiant ent measure of Joy
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Voices from the sky
Warm, ringing tones in my ears
Soothing songs from the beginning of time
Coloring the sounds of tomorrow's sleep
Coloring the sounds of tomorrow's sleep
Sleep
Losing myself for a chance for divinity
Eyes to the sun, shadows under clouds
Soft lashes sweeping my face,
A lighter mystery transforming day
Coming from silence, so long and so deep
Loving, softly sweeping bright billows
Make me a child again if just a day
Faded grass blossoming, hiding our slumber
Never to wake never to weep
Faded grass blossoming, hiding our slumbering
Never to wake never to weep
Never to wake never to weep
I am listening
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How Still The Day
04:57
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How still the day
And cold as night
When shadows come
From winter’s light
The sun reflects
His queen, the moon
Who pales his radiant
Crown of gold
No breeze nor bird
Disturbs this view
A vacant sky
Of cloudless blue
In darkness formed
The wormIts life from birth
Enwombed by the earth
From tree to ground
A seed is bound
For life and death
Yet skyward it longs to grow
Dreams without hope
Are wasted and lost
Withering in your heart
I knowWhere there’s light
A darkness is
It calls you to a soft embrace
So dream
Your dream of life unknown
Unknown could be.
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We Can Almost Hear Them
04:05
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Sons and daughters of the earth
An endless list of names
An endless list of lives
That echo ‘neath the glass
And cling to us
They cling to us in shadows
They cling to us in light
As clouds and hills share secrets In a frayed summer sky
If we listen closely we can almost hear them
If we listen closely...
As chiseled stone into effigies
All words are preserved
Memories of yesterday evolved into dreams
If we listen closely we can almost hear them
If we listen closely...If we listen closely
As the nightly breeze tickles the skin
We succumb to the melodies
Of ancient lullabies
Bleeding through the stillness
With the wind growing stronger
Blowing at our backs
Growing stronger, and stronger
Piercing the skies
Growing stronger and stronger
Shattering the glass
Growing stronger and stronger
Piercing the night
If you listen closely you can almost hear them
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Succumb
04:07
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Hands pull me down
The world falls away below me
Rain slowly passes
From rooftops and treesIt sings in my ears
Flying against the wind, rain in my eyes
Building my room up around me
The window is hallowed with budding blossoms,
And earthen ties Wary and lost, Wanting to cry... I give in
With simple words
An epic story is told
Tales of sun and rising seas
A dream carefully woven into a new truthI listen in awe... and tremble
Our spirits rejoice
Dancing on shadows of footsteps
Echoes of laughter in fractures of the fray
Crumbling walls in palaces of song
Eyes shine on the nameless
Giving in to dread shamelessly gleaned
Nourish the changes, inside and around you
Take refuge beneath deep rooted trees
And light dims... as night comes
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Throw it over
04:58
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I watch it fadeInto the deep
I feel the weight
Still anchor meI know its secrets
Are still watching me
Once I sailed into a storm
Unintending,Unattended, all alone
Was I dreaming?
No one saw me
No one helped me as I hailed the wind
Over breakers Under veils of rushing water
This weight of mine
That holds my freedomIt pulls me down
But I will fight for liberation
To find some peace at last
In the distance, there it was
Moving closer
Eyes wide open through the storm
Pushing forwards
No one held me
No one there to keep me from my fate
No one heard me
Screaming through the rushing water on my face
I’ll take my chance
To lose this burden
It pulls me down but I will seek some inspiration
To wake my sleeping heart
I’ll take this chance
To lose this burden
It pulls me down but I will search for revelation
Before I break apart
All along, it’s where I left itWaiting, drifting undefended
All along, you’re where I left youAll along, I left you
Ah!
Is this what you wanted? Is this what you hoped for?
Keep moving, don’t lose faith now!
Make it what you wanted, Make it what you hoped for
I can feel it calling meI know itI feel itI have itIt’s part of me
I’ll take my chanceTo lose this burden
It pulled me down but now I know The time has come
To throw it overboard!I made this chance
To lose this burdenIt pulled me down but I have found illumination
The end becomes the start
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The Voice of Spring
04:06
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A silence laced with words
Candles flickering to the cadence of my breath
Fireflies painting the night
Snow hallucinations gone in the blink of an eye
The welling of water beneath me, from early morning’s rain,
Which pools in the lip of the stream
We share a likeness
For this is the voice of spring
My daughter sings to the sky
pulling down the stars, and strings them marigolds
Weaving them into a crown
as her voice measures the distance
Between stones and flying seeds
For this is the voice of spring
A blessing for exhausted ewes
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Wordless Waltz
04:10
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Instrumental
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Stasis
03:54
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Moonbeams pierce the soil
Illuminating the moist Earth pressed against my skin
Wrapped in silk and magma
Gleams of frost shaping a reverie
A fierce, fiery temple forged by a torrent of lesser souls
Stifled in futility, sodden with mud, rain and pitiful cries
Breathe in deeply the morning colors
Drink her dew from my hands
Behold her madness beneath a feathered crown
Marvel at her wonder as she becomes you
And there she rests upon the sea bitten shore
Amidst the foam and sand she writhes
Feverish and alone, her aura grows
And blossoms into vivid radiance
As the sun quenches snow and rain dampens soil
The Leaves are trembling in the air
The gentle light strays and vanishes and returns to chasten a lesser soul
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Human Artifact
03:55
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Winding roots slither into in the soil
We rest with the stones and shadows
The sunlight burrows deep
Dancing through cracks in the soil
And whispers of the dead guide us to the sky
Measuring the starsas they guide the evening’s teeth
Deep into my soft flesh
Past secrets uncoil like hidden serpents
Becoming part of our blood and bone
Feathered gods sing to Mother Earth
Disguised in tattered robes,
She sleeps where the air is milder
And sings to forget her woes
Muffled suffering from a thousand wounds
Comfort from a song A song that is charged with a thousand words
And uttered from a thousand tongues
Death cannot intimidate me
The fury and calamity
Of a world unable to bend my will
These limbs I wear only for show
I remain a statue
A shadow beneath the dead leaves
Blind to the beauty and deaf to the sounds
Aching with the birth of each new day
Helpless, yet wiser than I will be today
What I hold in my handsIs the weight of all things
Death cannot intimidate me
The fury and calamity
Of a world unable to bend my will
These limbs I wear only for show
Helpless, yet wiser than I will be today
What I hold in my heartIs the way of all things.
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The Glow Of Desperation
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Morning again, soothing sun
Welcoming and warm, with undertones of dread
An ill fated hour where words are filled with grieving joy
And hope dissolves with each kept moment
A light that comes from nowhere
From dreams which I could not awaken
A stillness neither beautiful nor comforting
Falling back into the womb of the earth
The night’s slow innocence takes it's toll on me
The cruelty of time which I'm supposed to understand
Leaving only a shell behind
Morning again, soothing sun
Welcoming and warm, with undertones of dread
The ill fated hours ... the grieving joy of words
A thin guise of hope stings more with each passing moment
A rain washed wind swept summer breeze
Hazy sunsets bleeding nature’s voices
Echoing empty in the morning mists
Temptation longing beneath gray faces
Dancing serpents, rising from their sleep
No ordinary miracles shaping the hours
Or stifling the still growing quietude
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Autumn Tears Billerica, Massachusetts
Autumn Tears is an international musical act incorporating a unique, organic fusion of modern classical music with elements of cinematic score and world music, layered with diverse male and female vocals.
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