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Faces
02:38
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I hear the rain fall
it keeps me under control
I don't wanna lead anyone
every break in motion
reminded by the ocean
nothing stays here, everything goes
I'm out of faces, constant changing minds
where do I draw the line?
push forward over and over
speeding up and then going slower
high tide won't be here all night
light dances different every afternoon
yellow sky don't always feel so blue
this body works without a cue
I'm out of faces, constant changing minds
where do I draw the line?
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Weightless
03:27
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I wouldn't say I'm walking without a head
but everything is constantly coming undone, and alive
Many times, I let the flow of life carry me where I go
Everything has its' pace
I'm grounded and I'm weightless
I'm grounded and I'm weightless
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Quiet In My Head
03:11
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lately I can hear the sound of
quiet in my head
sticks and stones won't made amends
it's not up to them
living by imaginary lines
we're spending borrowed time
getting closer to the change
it's all the same
tell me what you know
two hands can make a home
the sun will fade, another day
listen to the wind
it's blowing in
I'm running out of a places to hide
past the days of just getting by
don't be shy
tell me what you know
two hands can make a home
the sun will fade, another day
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Design
03:18
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I was awakened
like a spotlight in a dark room
do you ever feel it?
the days you can't shake the weight in your boots
and the leaves, they dance in your face
as if to say, hey we're not here to stay
given intention, or did I find it on the way?
is it evolution, is it just the natural way of change?
my ways are shaken
every discipline met with resistance
I'm justifying pulling my reasons
against the design
and the stream it knows where to go
all on it's own
who am I to rock the boat?
something pulls me up, down and around and I
I don't want to fight it
I escaped the weight I carried
leaving it behind me
I was awakened
like a spotlight in a dark room
do you ever feel it?
the days you can't shake the weight in your boots
given intention, or did I find it on the way?
is it evolution, is it just the natural way of change?
something pulls me up, down and around and I
I don't want to fight it
I escaped the weight I carried
leaving it to find me
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It means living with intention, not just running to run.
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