1. |
Again
03:06
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When I tried to feel alone again,
When I woke up next to my phone again,
Is that light reflecting off my phone?
Or is she finally trying to reach me?
I fucked up and I told a lie.
Can't just apologize and feel alright.
Can't you tell me I'm a good person?
And she'll tell me "I don't want to see you again."
When I tried to feel alone again,
When I woke up next to my phone again,
Is that light reflecting off my phone?
Or is she finally trying to reach me?
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2. |
Appear Amid
02:46
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This is not my language,
I can feel again
the words in my mouth,
though they are
simple
And though my love
is far away
she could
appear amid
the ruins of my day
in love with me
as though I had stayed
No matter where I move or sleep
I just keep
having this
dream
Of her walking
into and then
out of
a pyramid
and coming into my bed
in love with me
as ever again
and the sun did shine so bright
my eyes opened
surprised not to see you then.
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3. |
Sebastia
02:15
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I'm walking past the citadel,
Walking past the circus school,
Walking past the Turkish baths,
Walking past the city trash
And I don't know
I'm blue.
I'm walking through Sebastia
With your head in my hands,
The shrine we pass there is no mans
but stands;
And I'm blue.
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4. |
Rachel Says
05:18
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falling awake
to the falling rain
i couldn’t draw
a straight line
what is the dif-
terence between
wanting to stay
asleep
and not wanting
to stay
alive
misery lies like
the palace
at the center
of the city
i don’t live there
but i visit
and it’s
heavenly
to receive
self pity
a plenty
rachel says
over the church bells
“you have to be nicer
to yourself”
i don’t want to be selfish
i just want to be self-less
falling awake
to the falling rain
i couldn’t draw
a straight line
But i’ve followed you here somehow
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5. |
New City
03:01
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New City
Has an old city
Feel alive now
Feel inside now
Feel the light out on the
New City.
New City.
New City
Has an old city
Feel inside now
Feel the light now
You are nowhere near a New City.
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6. |
Jacob's Well
02:34
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Here it can be so tempting
to ascribe meaning
to everything.
A bird flying over the wall,
A dead dog
in the olive grove.
He turned water into wine,
But He could never
be mine.
I can stand where He stood,
Look out on the
same views.
I can drink from His well,
I can sit in my
parent's pews.
But I can't turn water into wine,
can I still be someone's mine?
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7. |
Taxi in Cairo
03:39
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Another taxi
in Cairo,
Something new
to cry over:
Her
Another Foreigner
taking his shoes off
in the grass.
Three years have passed.
Well, I knew
that I would be gone
But I didn't know
for how long.
Well, I knew.
Another taxi
in Cairo,
Something new
to cry over:
You
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8. |
Jon's Guitar
03:18
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With the rain falling so hard
It's hard to fall asleep.
I think of following you three.
If by this time next year
You've all moved away,
I don't think this special part of me
Will stay.
When you hop all your trains
And you come up from below,
I will drop every piece
Just to watch you
Go about my life
For a couple of days.
Just to watch you
sleep in my bed.
I want to believe
You're visiting me.
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Seth Thomas Seattle, Washington
Seth Thomas is a musician and illustrator living in Seattle, WA.
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