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Nightingale
04:35
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Maybe the wind blew harder than most other days
Perhaps the nightingale was humming her song under her wing
She did not hear me calling you
You left before I was ready to let go of you
Maybe the rooster crowed too late in the afternoon
Perhaps the old church bells were biding their time under their eaves
They did not see me search for you
You left before I was ready to let go of you
I'm not going to give up.
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Dear East
04:23
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Dear East,
I wanted to run away
On a dappled grey
With a nimbus as my guide.
Dear East,
I wanted to find a house
I would be born in
Live in, love in, and die.
I wanted so much.
Dear East,
I wanted to have the sea
Beyond my front door
The wood through windowpanes.
Dear East,
I wanted to have my heart
Growing in a garden
One beauteous and arcane.
I wanted so much.
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Song Without A Name
03:53
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Sail on
Dream on
The worst is done.
Hold tight
It's all right
The night is young.
Everywhere you go
I know the questions in your mind are spinning.
Everywhere you go
I know the questions of your heart are growing.
Slow down
Or catch up
No it doesn't make sense
Reach out
Or reach up
Hoping for more than air.
Everywhere you go
I hope the hurting is a little better.
Everywhere you go
I hope you found a place to find some rest in.
Rest in me.
It's alright, love.
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Lake Ponchartrain
04:05
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I've never seen Lake Ponchartrain
I admit I love the rain
I love to watch the passerby
When things around me go awry
I like to sleep yet never do
I adore my necklace blue
I trail my fingers 'long the fence
I try my best but never fit in.
Basically, I am the one who wants to wait for you.
Basically, I am the one who loves to be with you.
I am strong too much at times
I was born with a sunrise
I carry more than I should bear
And wash my heart to clean my fear
I talk to books like they are friends.
Wonder about then now and thens
Frequently my daydreams come
Filled with thoughts I'm never dine with
Oh, I can't forget about this
Recall the first time?
Oh, I might be wrong about this
It's not the first time.
Oh, I might be right about this
You'd be the first to know.
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Jericho
04:07
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Keep a hold of your heart
It's not something you want to lose again
Would he stop watching the clock
It only serves to make you feel so small and then
The sound of the stream of the traffic outside
There he is with a light in his eyes
Painting pictures with words and sighs
Your Jericho comes down when he's around
Keep an open hand hold
No one will ever be yours and yours alone
You've got some diving to do
Find all the places where you've been run through and then
The sight of his face when he comes into view
There he is just in front of you
Murmuring lips in your hair feels like home
Your Jericho comes down when he's around
Oh to see you.
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6. |
Kicking In Our Blood
04:03
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We were left for dead
Kicking in our blood
All had passed us by
Too proud to really pray
We had given up
On meaning much to anyone
Riddled with the words
That were shot out of the pious mouths.
But Loving One.
You saw us there.
Faithful One
You brought us near.
And you love us
Till we believe it
You love us
Can we receive it?
Shame is gone for good
You've chased out out all of the night
Hope has been restored
In the rising of your light
Our hearts have been redeemed
With the life you gladly gave that day
We were left for dead
And you came for us anyway
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7. |
December First
04:24
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Doorknobs turning
I know it's not you at the door,
At the door.
I've stopped keeping tallies of wishes
They seem to run past me.
I see their dresses patterned so pretty from far off.
I don't go to bed at night the way I should the way that's right
I don't love the way I should
They say I'm bad
I've nothing good
to give you.
oh but I do.
People are watching
I know it's not you there in the crowd
In the crowd.
They've been keeping tallies of moments
I thought were only for me
Just for me.
I see their syllables patterned so perfect from far off.
Far off.
I regret the moment
But you I don't regret
I regret the falling
But you I don't regret
I don't regret you.
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Psalm Two
03:45
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I'm running scared from a ghost
The ghost of myself
I've no hope left in what I want
Just the memory of your direction
I need real
I need truth
I need promises that stay my long long night
I need real
I need truth
I need promises that stay my long long night
And where is the meaning?
And all of the healing?
That all of us prayed for?
When I tried to pray what was right?
I'm reaching up and I'm hoping
That you are still there
I need to know you still hear me
That I'm not lost in what I bear
That I am not lost in what I bear.
And where is the meaning?
And all of the healing?
That all of us prayed for?
When we tried to pray what was right?
Oh I tried to pray what was right.
Oh I tried to pray.
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Paint yourself a picture
Upon the wall
With a gilded frame
To capture it all
Moment by moment
The colours will change
In an effort to rearrange
The discomfort growing
At the way of things
How we all suffer
From a lack of wings
I was made for glory.
Tell yourself a story
Write it on the page
With a lovely binding
Worn and showing age
Moment by moment
The words will change
In an effort to rearrange
The discomfort growing
At the way of things
How we all suffer from a lack of wings.
I was made for glory.
We were made for glory.
We must now remember.
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Just give me a clear view
Of the night sky
And if you should cast your shadow over me
Just give me this green grass
To lie in and die
And if you should cast your shadow over me.
Alleluia.
I was listening for your voice
With my ear pressed hard upon the ground
I was waiting for your thunder and quake
But love you never came.
Just give me your bread and wine
Your blood for mine
And if you should cast your shadow over me.
Just give me naught I ask for
But all that I need
And if you should cast your shadow over me.
Alleluia.
I was listening for your voice
With my ear pressed hard upon the ground
I was waiting for your thunder and quake
And love you finally came.
Alleluia.
Carry me upwards
Jesus I need you to fly me over, fly me over
Into your mercy
Carry me upwards
Jesus I need you to fly me over, fly me over
Into your healing.
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Meghan Creates Atlanta, Georgia
knowledge over religion.
short over tall.
intelligence over beauty.
rough over
smooth.
lamp over overhead.
paper over screen.
grace over judgement.
actions over words.
melody over beat.
cold over heat.
hear over see.
mountains over beach.
moon over sun.
love over everything.
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