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Mother's Men
02:04
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Stars will pass the mother’s sun
Saw the moon, felt the run
Found a time, then it lost
Never knew, never crossed
The open space, the open field
See them light, watch them yield
Now they grow into a new
With confidence and solitude
So long it is a time to grow
For all peace, and all hope
For mother’s men, so tall and wise
Tell them all, take their eyes
Far from when this all began
But god damn the blowin’ wind
I thought I knew about you lord
But I was wrong, I was wrong
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Faster
02:39
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Flying faster than I ever have
While the wind blows by my back
Never seeing the horizon
Oh blue water in my brain
Saw how this affected my dad
Lower path be up ahead
And if this goes onward left
I will never be the same
Lovely winter in my song
Follow every word I know
And if I forget some
I just hope he lives for a long time
Hazy film unraveled now
Lens flares in each negative
Light peaking over my shoulder
I will never remember this
I just want to find the truth
Memories always find me
Somewhere in my head
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Hallelujah Sun
01:56
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So I’ll tell a story of a star,
that came back home to us. Far away did she go, as the wind blew by, and told us all that we know. So I’ll tell the story, of our sun. Oh, let me know if you hear. See if I were a ghost, flying far away, I’d never seem to fear, seem to know why.
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Waterhole
04:24
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Take me on with all
that you have, my love. I’m already onward tomorrow, and why; I found a waterhole
in the summer,
and went for it all
with my shirt off. I’m under the earth. For now, I’ll just lay here
looking up at the ceiling fan,
blowing around and around,
and it’s my head. So maybe I’m curious,
I guess, but I’m not sure how I’ll manage.
And maybe,
I’m going to fly away.
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I'll Never Die
02:30
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Take all I have,
for I’m not ready.
And I’m going to fly,
forever baby. I’ll be anew,
but burnt at last. Watch me go,
watch me pass. I’m going to die,
and never know it. Turn into ash,
but never show it. So bring me my light,
and wait for a long,
time is cold,
time will pass.
Father moon,
don’t forget me. Mother sun,
don’t weep for me. For I’ll never die;
I’ll be memory. Blood on my hands,
love for you.
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6. |
Before the Night
03:58
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Before the night
I saw you there
In all of your might
How could I compare, you there
If I were here
This time in the evening
I would feel love
I would feel love
I know I was born
I know I’m free
Before the night
I saw you there
Dark falling rain
Melts away in the morning
And all of the wind
Blows far from the sun, to find
A time once renewed
Cold ash erupting
We were so young
But never ending
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If I Go Backwards
02:38
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If I’m ever to the end. If I’ll ever die again.
Will you always be my friend? For always?
See I never thought I’d die this way.
Burning up in an endless flame.
By myself I see the shadow again,
watching over me.
See I never knew I’d be in second place.
I never knew I’d be any of this waste.
I never knew I could be anyone, anywhere.
But if I go backwards would you fall for me?
Or if I surrender would you call for me?
For by the morning, no one will know.
For I’ll be a driftin’
by myself I’m alone.
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Acre Memos Silsbee, Texas
Eric teaches high school and writes songs on his lunch break. He collaborates with his friends when the chance comes around.
photo by Kailey Fazio
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