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Trick of the Light
03:33
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Barbara knows exactly where the sparrow goes
My childhood song rests like the old king long deposed
My tongue lies stuck in the permafrost
Speak my mind and I’m double crossed
One quick trick of the light, I’m lost and begging for your arms
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Mr. B
04:25
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Will I welcome Lucifer by name?
Guide him through the circuits of my brain
Roundabout ways will hurt him
Devilish, black, and burdened nights
Shroud heaven from sight
Will I welcome Lucifer by name?
Grant him easy passage through my veins
Feelings I lost, recovered
Doubted myself, discovered light
Seems heaven’s in sight
See heaven in sight, what little it shows
Deep rooted in fright my tendency grows
To fly my faith wherever the wind blows
Will I welcome Lucifer by name?
Guide him through the circus of my brain
Feelings I lost, recovered
Doubted myself, discovered light
Seems heaven’s in sight
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Cain
02:32
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If I'm able to extract my provision from your chest
Like a surgeon so exact over angels put to rest
If I'm able to entice favor from its mighty throne
I will cast a loaded dice
Claim your fortune as my own
Remember how the waters sang
So endlessly content?
How we wondered of the Tigris and belabored her intent
She made a muse of me
In the future I can see
The coming of a flood
If I'm able to depart from his sordid, searching eye
No more promises for me save a tomb beneath the sky
My affection will incline to your long departed soul
Neither saddened nor sublime
Still a portion of your whole
Remember how the waters sang
So endlessly content?
How we wondered of the Tigris and belabored her intent
She made a muse of me
In the future I can see
My hands awash in blood
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Of Zion
04:42
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Jenny labors on, sweetly herself
Rearranging her candles on heaven’s shelf
While the quiet doe, anxious, yet proud
Circumnavigates life by the light allowed
Consider the dove:
Burdened by demons and dreams from above
Miles of ocean, yet she finds rest
Bearing fruit at the end of the vine
I don’t want to be charming, I want to protect her
Deny the deceiver with spear and a scepter
But you know me well, don’t you?
Do you know me well at all?
The garden too long unattended grows flowers sure to fall
The girl in you speaks
Softly through rushes of red in the cheek
Shame bears a story, purity hangs
Every truth from the end of the vine
I don’t want to be charming, I want to protect her
Deny the deceiver with spear and a scepter
But you know me well, don’t you?
Do you know me well at all?
The garden too long unattended grows flowers sure to fall
Flowers sure to fall
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Delaplane Virginia
Delaplane is a trio from Virginia that derives its sound from jazz and folk influences.
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