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Miles Above the Map
03:48
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A long and lonely path, above the endless deep
you showed me how to laugh, above the misery
in just a little flash, the truth is sometimes seen
with just a little grasp, you’ve got eternity
prostitutes sitting in for the sages,
in a windowless office, picking through the pages
thinking of the minute that it suddenly became a dream
dynamite got buried with the profits,
nobody’s even got the key to unlock it,
nobody’s been keeping their appointments except for me
A tiny piece of glass, beneath your tender feet
some day it all will pass, right now we watch you bleed
the trail cuts through the grass, and brings us to the peak
you break it all apart, to take it piece by piece
There’s no spark getting through to the starter
sleeping with the mother, dreaming of the daughter
waiting for the minute you could finally keep it clean
suddenly, everything feels familiar,
all the thoughts are finally slipping through the filter
finally, everything is quickly coming back to me
Miles above the map, with everything in view
you’re gonna have to lead
to make them follow you
the plans you never made refuse to leave your side
it’s getting hard to sleep.
until the feeling dies
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From the Rafters
04:13
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I took an early flight - you were right, now I won’t look back
I’ve got a dozen reasons to get off the ground.
The old familiar faces erased from my memory
And nothing here replaces the light and the sound
In the morning, through the day
sleeping through the pain
Hoping that these circumstances
are not in vain
The elevator stopped on our floor and we all got out
We waited for the sound and we walked through the glass
You were counting clouds, while I was stumbling through history
The kind of feelings we knew couldn’t ever last
In the morning, through the day
sleeping through the pain
Hoping that these circumstances
are not in vain
From the rafters, crawling on the ground
the big disasters - falling through the clouds
and still we’re feeling proud
(instrumental verse)
In another day we’ll remain with a memory
In another minute we’ll trample it out
Falling through the space between you and eternity
waiting for the tide to turn me around
In the morning, through the day
sleeping through the pain
Hoping that these circumstances
are not in vain
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A Still Point
02:50
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Isaiah Singer Brooklyn, New York
Isaiah Singer is a lawless songwriter in the Anarchist Jurisdiction of Brooklyn, NY.
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