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Everything is Borrowed
05:56
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Ashes in a jar, the river speaks so quietly
It’s hard to hear beneath the footsteps but the willow trees are leading me to it
She Said this place was sacred, but it always felt like blind belief
I could never see the winding threads running through all things catching every breath
She felt her time was fleeting, though she never told me why
I never guessed that she’s be right like a morning dove just born to die
Daylight picks up the morning fog
The river speaks her words to me I’ll remember this for an eternity
Return, everything that you’re made of just send it back to the source
Return, our bodies always turn to dust it’s ok to let go and give it up
The water’s rushing just below, droplets mark an icy grave
She chose this place to forever lay in a flowing bed the currents sway
And just like that she’s cast away
She’ll forever go on traveling a vessel recycled living in everything
Return, everything that you’re made of just send it back to the source
Return, our bodies always turn to dust it’s ok to let go and give it up
I am everything there was and will be
Return, everything that you’re made of just send it back to the source
Return, our bodies always turn to dust it’s ok to let go and give it up
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Carry On
05:43
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The longest year has been taking its time on me
But still I hear the river speaking her words so softly
But I’m a fool, never meant to understand
How the reassurance of death is a helping hand
Is it selfish that I didn’t want to be there when life came around to put yours to an end
I remember the blood dripping down your eyelids, you went so peacefully as you said
It’s ok
Sometimes I wish I’d thrown myself down
And hit the rocks so I wouldn’t have to drown
You really made dying look graceful
I’ve tried to carry on but I’m just not able
I’ve always wondered was there some kind of purpose
That she fulfilled without even really knowing it
But I know she could have been more if her life wasn’t cut short
She had dreams of her own and a future she’d never know
Is it selfish that I didn’t want to be there when life came around to put yours to an end
I’ve been wishing there was someone else you talked to on that bus that night when you said to me,
It’s ok
Sometimes I wish I’d thrown myself down
And hit the rocks so I wouldn’t have to drown
You really made dying look graceful
I’ve tried to carry on but I’m just not able
And I’d like to believe that everything we borrow, comes around to be used tomorrow
And I’d like to believe that she’ll just keep living on, but there’s nothing to base my faith off of
Sometimes I wish I’d thrown myself down
And hit the rocks so I wouldn’t have to drown
You really made dying look graceful
I’ve tried to carry on but I’m just not able
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I’ve found the courage to be a coward
I want to be with you in my last hour
So I’ve returned to falling waters
I’ll make the leap
It seems I’ve wasted my time by living
So I hope my body is worth receiving
The air around me feels so much clearer
Why does the world look so much brighter
Time and seed she planted
Brought forth beauty in every green
I guess I had to see to understand it
That we are part of everything
My superstitions like running wild
So I hold them back with a tearful smile
No one is listening so I face the sky
And on my knees I beg for her new life
Time and seed she planted
Brought forth beauty in every green
But I still feel like I’m stranded
No comfort swaying in the trees
The mountains cry out to me, “Why oh why?”
“It’s not fair but you don’t need to die, don’t need to die.”
“You’re holding me back from letting you go, letting you go.”
“I loved you, but I can’t move on till you say so, till you say…
What have I witnessed my mind has folded
She urges me to trust my senses
The rest are calling is what she tells me
She chose to stay here until I give her release
Time and seed she planted
Brought forth beauty in every green
My anguish kept her grounded
Tied down to protect me
Made of dust we are bound to break
But we aren’t what’s broken it’s just a phase
We return out rented shells
To bring new life from the ground
The mountains cry out to me, “Why oh why?”
“It’s not fair but you don’t need to die, don’t need to die.”
“You’re holding me back from letting you go, letting you go.”
“I loved you, but I can’t move on till you say so, till you say…
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