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Archaeology
03:36
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The earth spoke
The earth spoke
With the first stroke of the spade
Deeper, deeper
Until it has nothing left to say
Truth lies
The truth lies
Somewhere in the folds
Leave me
Leave me
With something good to hold
Daybreak finds us stranded in a dream
of fields drenched in static
The world unstitching at the seams
Before it's even started
The past and future echoing
Across a common canyon
The arrow turns into a ring
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I saw the future unfold
The darkness that swallowed us whole
You couldn't find your own pain
I found it again and again
We dared not face our enemy
How could we possibly?
And time flows, foggy-white
Bells ringing out in the night
There are ghosts in the hall
Figures dimly recalled
I still see the shapes echoing
I see their grinding and creaking
I stay up late and think heavy things
It has been snowing steadily
Bright caps and blankets of hiss
Moments once buried in mists
Burst like stars upon my memory
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Flotsam
01:52
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Caught in the great river of everything
And clinging to flotsam again
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Ancestral Lines
03:29
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I couldn't really see at all, but there was lightning
There were footsteps sounding in the hall, there were screams
To face the night and try to fall, without fighting, deep into dream
Hidden in the heart of things, that's where the truth lies
Folds forever blossoming, petals white
And every time I close my eyes I see it sparkling
Sweet whirlwinds of light
With the flick of a switch there were clear shapes
And the awful truth to which we'd been blind
Memory and grief exchanged like a handshake
Across decades and ancestral lines
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5. |
Partners (Detail)
01:30
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6. |
Partners
05:23
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I woke up surrounded by troubling signs
Visions impossible to trust or deny
You and I
Lives blotted out
Reenactors, renderers,
Partners in crimes
I tried to remind you, you couldn't recall
Did it happen that way? Did it happen at all?
So I do the remembering
Give names to nameless things
I've got archiving fever and I'm feeling for walls
But the light is still on in the hall
The light is still on in the hall
Under the needle our fractures were scanned
You were deaf to the deafening sound of events
But somewhere in mist
Our echoes exist
Too strange to each other to misunderstand
The lines in the palms of our hands
The shared lines in the palms of our hands
I woke up surrounded by troubling signs
Visions impossible to trust or deny
You and me
And space debris
Trapped in a fortress, hurtling through time
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7. |
Archaeology (Detail)
01:20
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Microcosms
04:36
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Behind each and every door
Microcosms of a bigger war
A constant burning to the ground
Fires being passed around
This land - absorbing skin
The sky - forever darkening
The memories in crypts
All mirrored in the nucleus
And mirroring
And so the light will bend
But our cursed souls cannot ascend
To anything
The days blow past
The echoes blast
And we try to cling
Ghosts upon ghosts
Clinging to their creaking hosts
In the echoes of our home
In the fault lines in our broken bones
And out in the streets
Over rubble just as underneath
And they're clawing at the sun
Making shades of everyone
And everything
And so the light will bend
But our cursed souls cannot ascend
To anything
The years blow past
The echoes blast
And we try to cling
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9. |
Our House
02:10
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It came
And it was formless
A mass of ancient particles
Flooding our apartment
It snaked
That's how it gets in
It seeped in through the blueprints
Infecting everything
The tree
In the front yard
Always kept the number hidden
Like we kept things in our hearts
Our house…
It shakes
And it wobbles
And then it shakes off all the damage
And dreams its dreams of rubble
Our house is very beautiful at night
Our house is very beautiful at night
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10. |
Enemies (Reprise)
00:48
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We dared not face our enemy
How could we?
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11. |
Shadows, Forever
03:12
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The curses happen vertically
They plummet or else float from below
To a present always-settling
Wet with a perpetual glow
So my hands start to shake
And the pain radiates
I press my ear to the dirt
Try to keep track of the world
And the feeling kind of stops
But it never goes away
We carry shadows within
And they're forever to stay
There are strange new shapes created
When it's late and dark and quiet enough
In a room once dimly lit by the half-light of habit
Now bright
Traces of things happening
Secrets told and lost in the light
I turn to immediate things
Your face
The color of spring
The blood thick in my lungs
Bicycle spokes in the sun
And the feeling kind of stops
But it never goes away
It's true we carry shadows within
Forever
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12. |
The Storm (Detail)
00:58
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The sky in the distance
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The Storm
03:22
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A voice cut through the static
Calling out to us
We jockeyed into position
And leaned into the sun
And it came back in flashes
And left us cold and numb
We were curled up in a corner with our eyes full of signs
Gathering the pieces of the truth we'd left behind
Feeling layers slowly peeling away
And trying to keep the forces at bay
The sky lit up in the distance
With no apparent sound
A fork in the lightning
Bridging cloud to cloud
We stood at the edges
And counted out to five
Curled up in the corner with our eyes full of signs
Gathering the pieces of the truth we'd left behind
Feeling all the lies just peeling away
Our hearts illuminated by the heavy light of day
We stood up to be counted under thundering skies
Holding all the pieces while the world just passed us by
Shook its head and wagged its finger to say
"None of this is true" and so we chased the day away
Now I don't know how you're weathering the storm
I fell into leaving, leaving you alone
It's Saturday morning and the light is warm
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There's that feeling again
This sting in my chest
I thought I'd outrun it
But it's followed me west
And my tossing and turning
It wakes you
I mutter… something
Of rivers locked in crystal, of ghosts moving within us
Of bloodlines and breakage, of bones dislocated
Of hidden hills to climb under the surface
Of the heart beneath the heart
I know I'm half-telling
I would have wanted you to know all the secrets
But the lines in my face
The remnants, the trace
The tears in my eyes
Don't they tell you
Better than anything could?
To an ever-shut womb
To spring forever in bloom
To an echoless room
That's where i'm going
On the blowing of the horn
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15. |
Dreams of Rubble
03:53
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Interbellum Beirut, Lebanon
Project helmed by Lebanese songwriter Karl-Mattar. Sophomore album Dead Pets, Old Griefs was released by Lebanese label Ruptured in 2018. A follow-up is slated for release on April 7th, 2023.
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