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Forever Unresolved
02:48
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This monumental collection of incomplete work mocks me from the corner of my eye, the fucking Misfit Island of my mind. Rage and love, lost and unresolved, questioning and wandering.
Expressions of a simple mind without the discipline to finalize. It must say something about who I truly am. Distracted, insecure, incompetent --incapable, even?
Maybe that's okay. Maybe it's the thinking that matters most in the process of understanding. These would-be songs are immaterial. I've given up and happily come to accept:
Sometimes I don't have the words to describe my confusion. Sometimes my anger is hard to comprehend. Forever unresolved, forever to remain inside of my head.
I miss the point.
These fragments of my mind, forgotten and unresolved. Nowhere to belong, nowhere to belong.
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You Are Not Alone
02:20
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This isolation is punishing. Consumes our very core. We feel nothing because nothingness is all we've ever known.
I want you to know you're not alone.
We breathe together in unison. Our bodies rise and fall. We are all present, though often unseen, with open hands to hold.
I want you to know you're not alone.
Everyday is a triumph of resilience. Your feelings of defeat aren't yours to own. We occupy this time and place together, with each of us an open hand to hold.
We breathe together in unison. Our bodies rise and fall. We are all present, though oft unseen, with open hands to hold.
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Most Familiar Song
03:14
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What was that tone? The voice that permeated in all ways has fallen away. I'm alone and now I feel your absence in new ways, silent always.
I know you were here before, but why can't I hear your voice anymore?
All these waking moments have now become entangled thoughts, a constant wandering through a new maze, every new day. Searching for just one, one reminder of your face, but it's misplaced.
I know you were here before, but why can't I hear your voice anymore?
And all these waking moments have now become undone. A loss of my identity, a loss of love and clarity. Undone, undone. Wide awake and still, beyond a shadow of a doubt, I feel you're gone.
As I start to succumb to all the voices that surround me, I close my eyes. The precious silence takes ahold. And all of love and memory, intensity and clarity become one. A thousand voices disappear and you are all that I can hear.
These are now my happiest moments. The ones shrouded in darkness, all alone and the world is forgotten, and all I can hear is your voice ringing out just like the most precious, familiar song.
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Long Way to Go
02:40
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There is a love worth saving and a love that will reside in the paths that lie behind us, that diverge and then collide. An entanglement of beauty.
We turn the corner and look down the road, and I say, "I get the feeling we've got a long way to go." It feels strange to know we'll be okay, and you say, "Come along with me, I know where to go."
We've walked together so long, we didn't notice where we'd come. So intent on the journey, never stopped to look around. Now we're standing at the cross-roads.
We turn the corner and look down the road, and you say, "I get the feeling I've been here before." It feels strange to know we'll be okay, and I say, "Go on without me, you know where to go."
The entanglement of beauty and the tragedy of time.
We turn the corner and look down the road, and I say, "I get the feeling we've got a long way to go." It feels strange to know we'll be okay, and you say, "Come along with me, I know where to go."
Long way to go.
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Deep Water Cove
03:13
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The sun is shining and we're headed north on Tenth. Hear all the bees buzzing and smell the roses through the fence. Just past the barricade at the end of the road, following the path down to Deep Water Cove.
The hairpin turns where the road follows the coast. Marked with messages of love, like "forever" and "the most."
The wind blows in with a familiar touch from the North Atlantic, shaking the trees and the leaves, oh they sound like plastic. If it seems I'm somewhere else, that's because I am. Wind in my hair, juice box in hand, building castles in the sand.
Rocky outcrops, the cliff face hosts. Once permanent, as young lovers boast.
Time and again. Same in the end. As we descend, we're ghosts again.
Dear ghost how do you be invisible?
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