1. |
Regression
03:28
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Here you are.
Where you've always been.
Tied to your beginnings,
And surrounded by your end.
Move.
Like I know you can.
Move.
It's been so long since life last brushed by your shoulders.
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2. |
The Beginning of Always
01:41
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Now, we'll see stars in day.
If this is love, then I want to know it.
Forget your breath and your pain.
Call me a liar, but I swear I've felt it.
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3. |
Poverty and Resource
05:15
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If you stare out...
Lose yourself in Winter;
The city lights flicker as you
Breathe out.
Let caution sit upon the breath, expelling it from promises that
This will work.
And time these words.
Grasp like the stars we hold
In our hands.
Sinners make my head ache.
We're drowning in the noise they make.
We're guided by the words they say.
We're grounded by the love they fake.
With hearts on our backs,
We learn to forget
The lives we've lived
And the good we lie.
Sinners make my head ache.
We're drowning in the noise they make.
We're guided by the words they say.
We're grounded by the love they fake.
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4. |
Erosion
05:14
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All the fields, they were burning at the bottom of the buildings with the people inside.
And all the people with the songs playing in their heads and singing, "We're all alive."
Through the cracks in the street and the grass on their feet, they're just numb with delight.
Until they stare into the sun and burn those holes into their eyes and turn the day into night.
We can stare, we can stare in the mountains and the air is so stenched with their fright.
And we can sit against a tree in the hopes we will free all the demons of life.
And we can sing with the birds and the leaves by the river floating into the sea.
But in the mountains, all these lights and electrical lines will burn holes into our eyes.
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5. |
The Artifice
06:30
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The mountains remember
The touch of your feet.
The wind knows your laughter,
And sings it to me.
Like everything
Else is a mystery.
When I see you, I want to see through you
And believe
In all that you say and all that you do.
Yeah
Why you phase right through me.
Keep your eyes where I can deceive them.
Why your weather's taunting you
To throw your body in the river.
When I see you, I want to see through you
And believe
In all that you say and all that you do.
Yeah
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6. |
Lucid
04:50
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I can see now. Your intentions are finally clearing up.
You run away from what you hate to get to what you love.
And I can hear you now. Your actions say what you can't speak.
You take whatever you think you want in the place of what you need.
I couldn't feel you there. Your hands never met the air.
I couldn't hear you there. Your words never met the air.
I can smell your game. You led us on for miles.
The stench of empty promises from calculated lies.
I can taste the way you doubted everything you said.
I'm holding on to the things we are that you told me to forget.
I couldn't feel you there. Your hands never met the air.
I couldn't breath you in. Your eyes are turning lucid.
I couldn't hear you there. Your words never met the air.
I couldn't breath you in. Your eyes are turning lucid.
Eternity takes time, but sometimes time's so blind.
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7. |
Even the Liar
05:55
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Is there anyone who knows you?
Is there anyone who cares to?
Are there demons deep inside you?
Are they ghostly, hollow still?
Tell me, who are we on time for?
The city or the seasons?
So give me all your reasons
To live among these mice or monsters.
It's impossible to breath here.
Isolation fills the lungs.
Teaching you to breed fear,
Using fists and tongues
To make illusions of perception
Crushed upon creation.
So give me all your medication
And I'd still choose to swallow you whole.
No one sees stars in the day.
The sun is God, but I see through it.
Hold still your breath and your pain.
For even the liar says you done it.
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8. |
What Makes You Breathe
05:12
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And the taste in my mouth,
It feels like I'm drowning in motions.
And you break my life
In two just to seek what's inside of you
I'm watching myself
As my life moves in and out between focus.
And time, it means nothing
But a reflection of who I'll never be.
Free your mind from under what makes you breathe.
Free your mind from under what makes you breathe.
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9. |
Track 11
03:35
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Lost somewhere.
Something's missing.
Between all of the words and the songs.
Where's the freedom?
Fuck these walls.
Plastered shells of
A need to see beauty.
Somewhere with the clouds in the sun.
Somewhere with the tides in the sand.
Where the bodies lie.
They rise and fall accordingly.
And the sun burns skin well.
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10. |
Autumn Leaves
04:46
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Can't you see the bodies in the street?
Covered up in leaves,
They've no place to breath or
Speak into my ear.
I could really use you here and
You don't just
Disappear; everything near me has gone to waste.
Like the birds in the trees and the clouds in the sky and the sun and the moon and the tears in your eyes.
This is where we rest our heads.
Asphyxiated in our beds.
Taken by the breeze,
Fallen leaves.
Is this where these roots were born?
In this desert storm of eternal
Solitude, just rest your head on my neck and
At least we'll know there's
Two worlds collide in shades of green and white and
Don't ask why.
No, don't ask why.
The leaves are falling on my head.
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11. |
Mother
04:51
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Why did you die?
Innocent lies.
Kiss me with flashbacks
Of better times.
Show me the laughter after a sigh.
And I'll come back with promises and nothing less.
With our hearts on our backs, we'll learn to forget that
There's nothing left.
Why do you cry?
Innocent eyes.
Blink away the distance
Between our skies.
I feel the answer enter our minds, and I
O I'll come back with promises and nothing less.
With our hearts on our backs, we'll learn to forget that
There's nothing left.
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Life in a Glass House Boulder, Colorado
5 piece band from Boulder/Denver Colorado. Life in a Glass House's members come from all over the musical spectrum, and the
resulting sound is unlike anything you've heard.
Members:
Thomas Miller (bass/percussion)
Tommy Casey (guitar/vox)
Joey Glassman (drums/percussion)
John Anderson (guitar/vox)
Mickey Postilion (guitar/vox
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Life in a Glass House recommends:
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