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Lullaby of Endings
04:28
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Heaven and Earth may conspire forcing there own to retire.
I know these bones will carry me, you can live alone or live lonely.
Even shadows need to dance with the flame of new desire.
To feel but tell not to say, invites black flies to remain.
Burdened by what I chose to break, nothing to give so I'll just wait.
The silence now sings to me, a lullaby of endings.
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Peace, Love, War
05:38
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When you find her at last, smoke settles in past, waving the flag at half mast.
No clock on the wall no care at all, when I'm with you I embrace the fall
of Peace and Love and War.
She'll fool a thousand more.
Blind to differences they can't ignore.
Deprived of the arms we all adore.
All this pain, speak stories all the same.
All these days, we dream to get away.
She speaks like the wind a storm in the sea. Build you a home to take everything. She feels like the sun but fire does run, blaming me as the enemy
in Peace and Love and War.
She'll take a thousand more.
Blind to differences they can't ignore.
Deprived of the arms we all adore.
Our weightless souls. Feet don't touch the floor.
All this pain, speak stories all the same.
All our days, together lets run away.
We sank in the waters, we did fall apart. Both lost our faith, now we fear the stars. I'll sing you to bed so you dance with the dead. Found freedom for my only friend
in Peace and Love and War
Just like thousands before
Blind to differences they can't ignore.
Deprived of the arms we all adore.
All this rain, I found shelter in restraint.
All my days, I ran away.
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3. |
Nothing Arrives
05:55
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Lover won't you lay me down? Beaten and bruised I need your health.
Darling won't you save yourself? For I have words I can't pronounce.
I'm a slow hearted lover and I don't know how else to escape or hide this high tide when emotions swells. This patience of mine is the fear that in time, blood of sunrise dries and nothing arrives.
My dear you are not alone. Many riches are sold to the unknown.
Broken souls from love prone to roam. Though these bodies are just built of bone.
I'm a slow hearted lover and I don't know how else to escape or hide this high tide when emotions swells. This patience of mine is the fear that in time, blood of sunrise dries and nothing arrives.
My lone lantern, forever you will shine. Burdened with time. If it feels alright, let me deep inside your weary eyes.
Babe it has been so long. You taught me what will go comes back around. But lover won't you save yourself? 'Cuz I have stains that won't wash out.
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4. |
Small Hands
04:27
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Thorn of rose whispers in our bones.
I felt love when we danced, I found strength in your small hands.
Words come out, feathers in your mouth.
Birds of song and summer rain through the night tend to your flame.
Awaken sun, happy hearts are on the run.
Well there are ways to shake a shadow. So I'm told.
Shelter me in the cedar groves. Paint me in gold.
Could heaven be the arms that hold ya? What do you know?
In those eyes, promise of the skies.
I felt love when we danced, I found strength in your small hands.
Electric glow, blanket me in static snow.
Silent dark, forget the blame, through the night tend to your flame.
Only love, you are my only love.
Well there are ways to shake a shadow. So I'm told.
Shelter me in the cedar groves. Paint me in gold.
Could heaven be the arms that hold ya? What do you know?
There are ways to shake a shadow. So I'm told.
Shelter me in the cedar groves. Paint me in gold.
Could heaven be the arms that hold ya? What do you know?
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5. |
These Days
06:15
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Here we sit under the weaning moons light. In this black garden, the remains of my love sight. Let death grow my daisies and gasoline fertilize.
Lord knows how hard, how hard I've tried.
Well, I'll go and hide my face. Don't look at me that way. These rotting winds will remain. So I'm learning to wait these days.
Sunrise doesn't wait for me. Even the stars choose to leave. That white light won't set you free. You will always fear your dreams. So my dear, don't wait with me.
My love, don't wait for me.
Breathalyze my creation, then you'll see, why I found it hard, so hard to leave.
Well, I'll go and find my place. Don't look at me that way. These heavy hearts will decay. So I'm learning to wait these days.
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6. |
Needle and Thread
05:16
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Wild flower eyes, she howled at the moon. Set me on fire, I was baby blue.
She was a runaway, who don't even call my name.
No love, no love today. Embark suicides parade. Thanks to you, I've got no love today.
She feels the kick of the bass drum. Stays silent while the mind runs. She hits like her father, feeds me the pain of each strum.
Walking from the devils place. You don't even know my name. No love, no love today. I lead suicides parade. Tried again but I've got no love today.
I can't forgive.
I can't forget.
I can't forgive.
I can't forget
I live, I live alone. Photos in frame where you all remain.
I live, I live alone. Thoughts are read. A needle and Thread
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7. |
Ghost of Me
05:10
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Burden of night swallowed the shadow of you and we all know truth aint really what we choose.
Memories outlast the foolish dreams. To fear what you find, oh the things I can't unseen.
My sweetness aside, with fear we are all confined. Oh the drunken demons we both now hide.
I watched the sun burn black. I let darkness through the cracks. Gracious soul, my shadows thief.
I watched the hands turn back, back when lonely could laugh. All of that left with the ghost of me.
Just the lack of your company.
Moonlight's silhouette and the ashes of you. These embers of hope are blinding the truth.
A melody so fine echoes in halls of time. All these regrets will feed my lonely rhymes.
As you sing I drag through morning routine, cold coffee burnt lungs, no sugar is free.
I watched the sun burn black. I let darkness through the cracks. Gracious soul, my shadows thief.
I watched the hands turn back, back when lonely could laugh. All of that left with the ghost of me.
Just the attack of your company.
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8. |
Grace
04:30
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Don't you loose your touch. Heaven shouldn't cost that much.
Revel in the way we rust. Teach your lessons of love.
Power of family, find me in dreams, travel the spaces we form between.
The world isn't always quite as it seems but I've still discovered just what it means to feel your love. To feel your love.
Don't you loose your touch. A smile shouldn't weigh so much.
Revel in the way rust. Learn your lessons of trust.
Power of family, find me in dreams, travel the spaces we form between.
The world isn't always quite as it seems but I've still discovered just what it means to feel your love. To feel your love. Love.
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9. |
Motion
05:21
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I'm not coming home. I won't set you free.
Promise me, don't forget me.
No single name, no tinder for the flame,
yet you drown in my ways.
Whose to blame?
Who is to blame?
I'm not coming home. I won't set you free.
On our bruised knees, promise me.
I found humbled fame. I've heard fathers weep. I've seen mothers bleed.
Why don't you see, you're blinded by me.
I'm not coming home. I won't set you free.
With your feet on the floor, don't forget me.
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10. |
Royal Shroud
06:17
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She could sell her warmth. I could hale it in.
She could open up her skin, but that don't make it right to them.
You could send your blame. I could find it within.
We could have been someone. No man fights on past the end
She could be the one to comfort him. So let her comprehend she runs a fools errand.
I could be the one to loose my mind. So let me recognize, humor in our demise.
You are, you are, you are barter for boredom.
You are, you are, you are barter for boredom.
If we give in tonight, bury me alive.
If we give in tonight, I hope to find the child inside.
If we give in tonight, look me in the fucking eyes.
You are the only one, dance with me.
You are the only one, follow me.
You are the only one, don't leave me.
You are the only one, don't leave me.
You are the only one, don't leave me.
You are barter for boredom.
Why do I ask, ask for more?
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Jacob Rountree Bozeman, montana
Contemplative yet playful, Jacob Rountree's lyric forward style is reflective of his love for philosophy, poetry and quantum
physics.
Rountree’s unique production style is that of Bob Dylan meets Pink Floyd, ranking the integrity of his music with contemporary artists such as Bon Iver, Ben Howard, and Shakey Graves.
“His performance can be described as ... a hug from a family member.” - GBR
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