1. |
daughters of men
05:03
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when the light that shines in the morning
is the kind of cold that kills
and you place each dream on the table
try to crystallize your will
these are not times
when the endless burn as bright
and we are thought crimes
we are the stories told
that turn to gold
and anodize the light
you can slaughter your gods and kill all your idols
but you still can miss the point
and waste your breath describing the devil
to each savior you anoint
those were not gods
just the skins you wore before
and you don’t get
to throw your freedoms down
upon the ground
demanding even more.
you think that your maps and rules of engagement
and the secrets set in stone
are ends in themselves are not deviations
from what you’ve always known
yes these are truths
and a map can guide you home
but you must not confuse
a faith with a fact
a choice with an act
the truth with the path you choose
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2. |
drifting up
03:54
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when the moon shines cold in the dead of night
and the bitter winds whip the trees
and all you knew is ripped from you
it is there you will find me
when the sun shines warm in the morning bright
and the light dances on the leaves
and your heart grows wings as new hope springs
it is there you will find me
for i am part of earth and sky
and all that lies below
of the rocks and stones and the birds that fly
and you are not alone
when the rain falls hard to wash this world
and white fire screams in the air
and you raise your eyes to the raging skies
you will know i am there
when all the bells have fallen still
and the stars shine bright on the land
and the peace you feel is all that is real
it is there that i am
for we are made from dreams and dust
and all that came before
of dark and light, of days and nights
nothing less, and nothing more
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3. |
ghosts
06:31
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4. |
lullaby for the damned
05:21
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although the world is cold and white
and morning fraught with fear
held safe within the arms of night
they cannot hurt you here
mother night brings forth the flower
which blooms most fragrantly
a song that tells of what you are
not what you seem to be
sleep sleep and fly on wings
of paper bone and tears
to cities far beyond the stars
they cannot hurt you here
sleep sleep and dream of times
when winter lasts for years
safe within the arms of night
they cannot hurt you here
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5. |
on remembering
06:36
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the time has come to go, she said
into the fields of white
she did not mind my frailty
and led me to the light
and slowly as we ventured on
i felt my limbs grow strong
i felt the fear and anger fall away
all pain was gone
i saw the sky, the stars, the sea,
had always plot a course
that only led to what I am within,
my heart the door
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6. |
lighthunter
06:39
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i am the crawling light
i am deeds, acts
that slither into goodness
that ache for absolution
turning away from darkness
screaming into morning
i will be redeemed
i can be whole
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7. |
the seeker
04:23
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that which speaks yet has no voice
that which loves yet has no heart
that which thinks yet has no mind
that which dreams yet does not sleep
that which dies yet does not live
that which cries yet has no tears
that which screams yet has no breath
that which yearns yet has no form
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Snaig Tharta Portland, Oregon
Nora has strange phenomena happening to her all the time, which she doesn’t really have the language to describe. Scott has long studied Forteana. As life partners together since 2003, Scott and Nora created Snaig Tharta as a natural extension of these conversations, and a way to further explore the intricacies of this haunted life and marriage. ... more
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