1. |
Paper Bones
04:37
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[Verse 1]
They finally found me
In the closet
With my eyes closed shut
Tiny shadows
Through the keyhole
A vision lined with rust
From there I saw it all
Watched the giant fall
On the fortresses we made
They’ll never stand again
No stitches that can mend
The paper torn away
[Chorus 1]
Paper bones
Underneath our skin
Carry us back to our
Paper homes
Blowing in the wind
We’re safe inside
Just close our eyes
[Verse 2]
You can’t go back again
But it’s like I never left
Those lights beneath the door
Mom was laughing
The radio playing
An old song from the war
Father clutched his chest
Fell beside the bed
Never said a word
The song is over now
Static fills the hours
Frequencies of the heart
[Chorus 2]
Paper bones
Underneath my skin
Crumple when I least expect
Paper stones
Blowing in the wind
Passing through the derelict
Cardboard homes
Let us all pretend
We’re safe inside
Just close our eyes
[Bridge]
[Chorus 3/Outro]
Paper bones
Underneath our skin
Carry us back to our
Paper homes
Blowing in the wind
Hanging from the branches of
Cardboard trees
Let us all pretend
But it’s time to open up your eyes
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2. |
Empty Room
04:07
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[Verse 1]
In the empty room
Hiding in the rafters
Are the echoes of
All our tears and laughter
I can touch the walls
Feel your heartbeat
When I walk the halls
Hear the sound of your feet
[Chorus 1]
Please listen
These visions
Come from within
You’re within reach
[Verse 2]
On the window pane
Fingerprints from August
When we climbed the old oak
We thought we’d never falter
Then you disappeared
Gone across the wasteland
Flowers in the ashes
Your presence lingers here
[Chorus 1]
Please listen
These visions
Come from within
You’re within reach
[Outro]
Pull your words from the wall
Every time I place my hand
Tracing curves as we fall
Every time the planet spins
Even though we are lost
Answers bubble within
Cut the years from the cloth
Every season comes again
In the empty room
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3. |
Crumbling Kingdoms
05:03
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[Opening]
Quiet hope in worn out places
Drifting to the edge of the city
Roads that lead to vacant buildings
Searching for a love from times gone
Try to climb on the rooftops
Withering below the bright lights
Ringing bells are unconsoling
Call out for the love you left behind
So burn your cash and raise up your hand
Setting forth don’t need no plans
Darkest days will glow with freedom
When you’ve left behind their crumbling kingdoms
Crumbling kingdoms
[Bridge]
All the old gods are forgotten
They’ll still lift your spirits if you let them
Come on down from the edge
Catch in my hands, that’s my pledge to you
Oh my pledge to you
[Closing]
Shout for love in golden spaces
Stand with me, let’s take our places
You don’t have to give up freedom
When you’ve left behind their crumbling kingdoms
Crumbling kingdoms
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4. |
On Your Skin
05:23
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[Verse 1]
Hold on to the wreckage of
Your precious life
The wind still whispers
On your skin
Take a breath
Take whatever's left
All your hidden gifts
Carry them across the bridge
[Chorus 1]
The prophets predictions
Our false superstitions
Throw them all away
There’s just tonight
[Verse 2]
Walk with me
Beneath the evergreens
In your bare feet
Clutch the needles with your toes
Drop your eyes and
Bend your knees
So you can see
Every single fallen hope
[Chorus 2]
She taught me the verses
The blessings and curses
I’d trade them all away
For one more night
[Verse 3]
Give me something to believe
I cried to the sunrise
I’m holding hope for a remedy
Give me space just to breathe
I cried to the sunrise
Before it’s time for her leave
[Bridge]
The sun on her shoulders
We climbed up the boulders
The waves on the ocean
Crashed over and over
The wind was lifting up her hair
She smiled when she caught me staring
I closed my coat it's getting cold
She took my hand and took me home
Inside she was starving
Her lungs like a coal mine
I felt her ribs beneath her skin
Her heart was beating paper thin
In fall we were closest
We drank in the cold air
But she left in the nighttime
Her life in a folder
I stood at the window
Her footsteps in the snow
Her breath makes me shiver
Will she ever let me go?
[Verse 4/Outro]
Hold on the wreckage of
Your precious life
The wind still whispers
On your skin
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