1. |
Two Lights
03:06
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There are two lights on the river, child
Two lights on the river
They are trying to find each other
In the watches of the night
In a dark as deep as evil
A dark as deep as evil
I can hear their voices calling
With longing for the light
Singin' Glory, Hallelujah! O, the dawn is fair of face.
And I'll lay my broken trophies and my sins upon your grace
There are two lights on the river, child
Two lights on the river
They are trying to find each other
In the watches of the night
When the angels come to gather up
Angels come to gather up
The harlots and the thieves who cry
For mercy at your door
O, let my soul be known among
Let my soul be known among
The company of sinners
In the bosom of the Lord
Singin' Glory, Hallelujah! O, the dawn is fair of face.
And I'll lay my broken trophies and my sins upon your grace
There are two lights on the river, child
Two lights on the river
They are trying to find each other
In the watches of the night
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2. |
Better Uses DEMO
03:39
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You know I was supposed to be cowboy
But horses don't need riders nowadays
And no one ever rides into the sunset
'Cause there's too many buildings in the way
And you won't find an outlaw holding up the noon stage
No they're too busy hacking at your name
Oh, but you don't need a name, you're just a number
And lightning don't make thunder
With all these noises drowning out the rain
I used to think that I could be a spaceman
But education cost too much to stay
If I had the tools to make the grade there
Could've bought my nametag for the game
'Cause if you don't have a nametag, you'll be thrown out
And if your power goes out
We've got medication for your pain
Oh, they wrapped the world around you like a blanket
But you know it was always just a chain
But once you realize you never had it, control
Don't have to be the root of all your pain
You don't need the pain to make excuses
But you can find some better uses
Of your time and what's left of your name
You know I was supposed to be a cowboy
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3. |
Chain of Ohio
05:07
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Flying down the hillside with the valley far below
The balance between balance and letting go
Your feet on the pedals and your brother on the road just behind
My soul deep in chrome dances a Carolina reel
Salvation is an oil upon a rusty wheel
I have a chain to set me free, and I'm bent to the direction of your mind
There's nothing like the intercoastal waterway
To let your heart unwind
And will you never leave me
Never leave me
Will you never leave me
Never leave
Don't go away...
Ohio is a promise, and the ocean is a whim
And we will live our lives the way they've always been
'Cause romance never turned to love without losing its life
So with Kitty Hawk before you, the Atlantic in her gown
Will you even remember all the roads we traveled down
'Cause I was always there through the victory and strife
May your conscience be the friend
With love enough to cut you like a knife
And will you never leave me
Never leave me
Will you never leave me
Never leave
And one hundred years from now
When your ashes to ashes have gone
Still I will carry my friends through Montgomery County's dawn
So climb upon my shoulders, you were never meant to fly
The Lord laid down his wings so he could walk the countryside
And a man has got no glory of his own till he's past the great divide
But you've got two wheels and these haunted roads
Till the day you die
And will you never leave me
Never leave me
Will you never leave me
Never leave
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4. |
E. L., Avenel DEMO
05:47
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Staring down the morning news
Like gambling long enough to lose
Is a drug in which you cannot intervene
Terrified by rumored wars
Sell off your stocks and stock your stores
And bleed to prove you're more than a machine
I hear your voice like a warning bell
I need a revelator on this carousel
That's spinning over the rim of the world like it's the edge of hell
In Avenel
Look out the window to the Jersey shore
It's the place you tried to chase down an open door
Selling everything to pay your way
Every town I know is full of gainsayers and liars
And an old suitcase won't keep your heart alive
When they finally get their claws into your days
I hear your voice like a warning bell
I need a revelator on this carousel
That's hanging over the rim of the world like it's the edge of hell
I hear your voice like a warning bell
I need a revelator on this carousel
That's spinning over the rim of the world like it's the edge of hell
In Avenel
Studying about the devil's games
Maybe we were only hoping for grace, not fame
I'm finding no one ever really forgets anything
I've felt advantage in a liar's hands
You've felt hatred like Babylon's blowing sands
Everybody acts like a king or queen
I guess you're gonna come back home
To fire on the mountain and a valley of bones
I can't say it won't be the same
People call you this oak holding against the storm
We both know better, 'cause we've both been wrong
Bearing up in the light of a name
I hear your voice like a warning bell
I need a revelator on this carousel
That's hanging over the rim of the world like it's the edge of hell
I hear your voice like a warning bell
I need a revelator on this carousel
That's spinning over the rim of the world like it's the edge of hell
In Avenel
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5. |
O Gatherer
04:30
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Gatherer, I'm weary when you're standing far away
Joy's a brightly feathered bird with little now to say
There's writing on all the walls. Is this fire falling down today?
We are growing lonesome at the look of empty rooms
Cutting stones to help remember, cutting stones for tombs
Walk me through these wild woods; give me respite from the fray
Carry me, O, Gatherer
You have put my sorrows in a bottle of your own
Most of them I've brought to bear
Following the wind with feet that ever try to roam
But you are home, you are home
Carry me
Hope is lying stirless on a dried out river bed
Praying with a saline lip to waken from the dead
I need something lovely soon, even beauty's wound to clear my head
Carry me, O, Gatherer
You have put my sorrows in a bottle of your own
Most of them I've brought to bear
Following the wind with feet that ever try to roam
But you are home, you are home
Carry me
Gatherer, both war and peace have played their given scene
Even so, this world was never quite enough for me
Carry me, O, Gatherer
You have put my sorrows in a bottle of your own
Most of them I've brought to bear
Following the wind with feet that ever try to roam
But you are home, you are home
Carry me
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6. |
By Your Side DEMO
03:50
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I want to be for you the moon on the horizon
The rainfall in the garden, the sunrise every morning
And your shelter when it's storming outside
But most of all, I want to be by your side
I want to be for you the warm days of the summer
The sound of running water, the cool breeze in October
And your fireplace on a winter's cold night
But most of all, I want to be by your side
Now I've been the pain
Like a cloud without rain
And you've been the ache in my heart
When I long for the darkness to fade
And maybe it's fine
To lose track of time
But I don't want to wake up and wonder
About moments we never could find
I want to be for you your teacup in the morning
Your wine glass in the evening, the song to which you listen
And the man with whom you're dancing tonight
But most of all, I want to be by your side
Yeah, most of all, I want you to be mine
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7. |
Dust and Ashes
04:26
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I'm stacking up apologies for the world that I have left you
There ain't no earthly remedy. Will anybody get through?
I guess we're being followed by those hungered, hollow things
Ghosts of all our sorrow; our crownless, fallen kings
When I lay in dust and ashes
Withered rendered up my frame
Bear in memory nothing more than
I'm covered up in Jesus' name
Some have borne their brothers and sisters by their sides
Still the masses wonder who will and won't survive
Now I beg your forgiveness for the words I've left unsung
Offerings of dry ground and salt water from my tongue
When I lay in dust and ashes
Withered rendered up my frame
Bear in memory nothing more than
I'm covered up in Jesus' name
The monuments are falling, and I haven't shed a tear
We've canonized our anger, we've simmered up our fear
Now I pray for peace to find you even if she leaves your town
I've put away the soldier and become the battleground
When I lay in dust and ashes
Withered rendered up my frame
Bear in memory nothing more than
I'm covered up in Jesus' name
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Birch & Brine Knoxville, Tennessee
ETHAN NORMAN and ADAM WHIPPLE, with a high-energy blitzkrieg of harmonies and steel-string solos, happening somewhere in the woods or on a beach.
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