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Elephant Graveyard
02:07
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All the elephants stumblin’ drunk
Their glass in the air, ooooohhhh
They’re toasting to forget
The details of last year,
Chorus
But they should know
You can’t bury your bones
Where you sleep
And not expect the ghost
To rise in your sheets
La-la-la-la-la-laaaaa
And they’re falling like thunder
Their trunks twist and shriek
As they pass out in slumber
They dream of better weeks
CHORUS
But they should know
You can’t bury your bones
Where you sleep
And not expect the ghost
To rise in your sheets
La-la-la-la-la-laaaaa
And you can bury my bones my love
But it all remains the same
You can no sooner forget the past
Than try to forget my name
CHORUS
But you should know
I won’t leave my bones
Where you sleep
I’m no ghost
My heart still beats
you should know
I won’t leave my bones
Where you sleep
I’m no ghost
My heart still beats
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Duck, Duck, Swan
03:13
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Oh, what a swan you've become
When you thought your world was coming undone
from the weight of your heart--beating inside your chest
You never felt like the rest of those birds
swimming inside your pond.
Oh, how you struggled to please them
ripping out ivory feathers again and again
how you bled. how you wept.
but the truth won't tire from growing again
white as hope through your skin
Through your skin,
it's white as hope
bursting through again
white as hope
birthed through blood
again.
And oh, what a swan you've become
staring deeply into the eyes of the son
there's hope on your wings
there's hope in your mouth
hope in your hands
There's hope to go around
There's hope for everyone
there's hope for everyone
there's hope for everyone.
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Undevoured Sheep
03:44
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I am a sheep and I’ve been cursing in my sleep
Tossing and turning, my back to the door
But lately my dreams have been asking me
What are you afraid for?
Whoa, whoa, whoa
And it’s visions of sheers
Dancing through my head night after night
And the pink of my skin
Reflecting in the gleam of a vulnerable light
And it makes for weak knees to think you can see
Every part of me
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Bridge:
But Shepard your hands are tender
And your heart is a field I can graze in
And I’m naked, oh I’m naked before you
And I rejoice when I lay it down.
Whoa, whoa, whoa
And I am a sheep and in my Shepard’s arms is where I sleep
No tossing no turning, I’m safe and I’m home
And my naked skin is no shame to me
Cause love covered me
Whoa, love covers me, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
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Fettered Sparrow
04:33
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Fettered sparrow, with your wings clipped in gold
Trying to fill your storehouse with the songs that you've sold
To the crows and the pigeons for their breadcrumbs after dark
And with each song you give you lose more of your heart.
Your heart
Did you mean to lose your heart?
And your eyes are full of sugar but there's a heaviness behind them
that's left there from each man
that tries to kiss away your worst nightmares
Where you're left alone
alone?
Do you think you'll be alone?
Fettered sparrow, your song is so alluring
The hawks clamor to claim your love for their own
And isn't that what you wanted?
To be the prize?
The prize?
Is there love in being the prize?
And even though there's no honey on my tongue
To even try and sing her brand of love
to you tonight
I don't envy her ways
I don't envy her cost
anymore
Anymore.
little sparrow,
cast off your fetters and fly again
don't be taken in
by those shiny words
that glitter in the dark
Because there's hope for you yet
to know that you're loved,
you are loved.
You don't have to try to be loved.
You don’t have to try to be loved
You don’t have to try to be loved.
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Indecisive Mouse
04:42
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Oh indecisive mouse
You’ve been hidin’ out in the church house
asking for penance,
a sign, deliverance
a slap on the skin
to feel something again.
Praying:
Oh God, make it up
Oh God, make up my mind
It’s been a long time
Oh God, make it up
Oh God, make up my mind
It’s been a long time
Since I’ve loved.
Indecisive mouse
with your heart hangin’ out
but no words on your lips
you washed your hands in bleach
You close your eyes and try to reach
The answers inside of yourself.
Praying:
Oh God, make it up
Oh God, make up my mind
It’s been a long time
Oh God, make it up
Oh God, make up my mind
It’s been a long time
Since I’ve loved.
But the eastern wind
came rollin’ in through the church house windows
Singing “Oh decide, decide to love.
Decide! Decide! It’s enough.”
Oh indecisive mouse
We wait for you to come out of the church house
Singing:
“Oh God I’ve made it up!
Oh God I’ve made up my mind!
It’s been too far long a time and,
Oh God I’ve made it up!
Oh God I’ve made up my mind!
It’s been too long a time
Since I loved.”
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Abigail Blythe Nashville, Tennessee
Ballads and things I made with my hands, just for you.
Abigail Blythe recommends:
One Big Owl(bum)
by One Big Owl
Mark, frontman of OBO, recorded my newest EP Tender Vignettes! He's amazing.
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Bonhoeffer's Demo
by The Constables
One (of many) of David Armstrong's side projects. Check it out, for real.
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Home As In Houston
by The Get Togethers
Good friends of mine releasing their first album! Each song is a different month! It's amazing!
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