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There Are No Maps Left

by From Fragile Seeds

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1.
Build Until 02:07
2.
Such a tight space to pace in Such a life only tasted Get it right, start it again Get it wrong, just give in then Now we love all we know until we know something different But who would want to find it Holding tight how I'm living And build onto it until there is nothing left to build with And there'll be no maps left, have to find it Steady your own hand to fix it Find all your own words, have to mean it Build all your own walls just to keep it And there will be no maps left We can get lost again and begin again from this end When these leaves start to fall, and swept off from their start Do we let go of our world or take ourselves apart Or say there's nothing I would change as they carve out their new names Well you're just a body now, don't be so proud There are no maps left, we can get lost again You're just a body now. Don't be so proud.
3.
Anchors to weigh you down Roots to clutch the ground You're holding tighter now Settled on the sound You're closer to the shore Finding nothing more We live with what we made and push the rest away We start to bend, roots pulling And tear through the earth The first breath that we've earned
4.
Follow yourself into no one else you like Starving your ship so you can live a while You dreamed it, for their act To clean them, knowing that you'd take them nowhere You leaned in, for their hand To claim them, knowing that you'd take them nowhere But you can't steer away, my dear. You're lost. Won't make it clear to lend an ear. They're gone.
5.
Waking State 05:19
There's an ocean where it was No more dirt, no more dust You sat up from the mud you can do what you want And if there's somewhere you go, you know you'll never know There's no change to be made for some different day we claim we saved Now you waste all your days on some path that's been made While the other mud waits in some imperfect place we won't save There's enough left to see, it's just too much to need something extra to reach for some mud that got clean We'll lay down in the mud and be dirt and be dust And no we'll never see all our work turned to rust We'll lay down in the mud and be dirt and be dust And no we'll never see all our work turned to rust There's an ocean where it was No more dirt, no more dust You sat up from the mud, you can do what you want
6.
Spider 01:41
You can't see the spider on the wall Just the scene in which it crawls and where it goes wrong You can't see the picture that you make Just the frame in which it lays and piled up paint We empty out the ocean to some better place We empty out the ocean to somewhere that you saved Can't adjust the focus anywhere that's inbetween The edge of all your vision and seconds from your feet As you empty out your oceans into somewhere that you saved And blur the lens a little, til there's nothing but a frame
7.
We stay for falling waves To pioneer this crowded space and map what's already been shaped And though you can't lean far enough to leap you're staring at your feet, just waiting for release from everything you've seen And now we're far from land Our ships got sidetracked and we shrugged and settled in But you're always pulled back in reach to where your anchors sleep So far from me but tied to everything We'll all claim we pulled free.
8.
We start to see the scenery through these machines through rusted leaves The hills duck down for the sunrise So shield your eyes 'Cause this doesn't happen at all We don't go down or get small No questions left haunting your head No blanks to fill or gods needed All openings closed and sealed No darkness left in the field No place to rest your head But you take what you get We are the lucky ones now There's nothing left to figure out Teach yourself to tag along and hum along til it's all done And you never walk too far for fear you'll stumble off with open ears And see the questions out ahead and settle down to catch your breath And you caught yourself sleeping in While they world still turned and you stayed still But there's no place to rest your head So you take what you get
9.
Fuji 11:44
It's just a myth we kept around to keep you close but leave you out Under wraps but out of chains to keep your pictures out of frames And when you lost your way it stayed, used for seconds used for days A trick for everyone to play to keep the better things at bay Another thing to weigh you down To keep you home and shut your mouth And waste the morning that you made And call it yours and call it saved 'Cause we don't answer to a thing It should be more than what was made Not some dirt that got a name Ignore the mud that wasn't raised 'Cause it's ours and it stays And we won't be saved And your anchors left you chained to your walls and to a name To their arms and to a frame with no direction left to take We'll be in the same place and never know what stays The roots are all we made. It doesn't need a name. We'll be in the same place until we know it's done To push the world away and crawl back to the mud Since you lie we'll keep you safe, and you won't answer to a name An anchor pressed onto a page, there's nothing left for you to take Since you're lost we'll light away It's not the one you could explain There's nothing left for you to take, but you'll take it anyway We'll be in the same place

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Physical copies available at fromfragileseeds.bigcartel[dot]com

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released July 12, 2013

Andrew Inge - Vocals, Guitar
Chris Gregory - Drums
Jarrett Disbennett - Guitar
Mike Perlowski - Bass

Mixed by Dusty Stowe - stowesound.com
Mastered by Kim Rosen - knackmastering.com

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From Fragile Seeds Richmond, Virginia

From Fragile Seeds is a Post-Post-Hardcore Pre-Post-Rock band from Richmond, Virginia. Their third album, A Place To Be Still, was released in March of 2017.

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