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Build Until
02:07
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We Can Get Lost Again
03:34
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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.
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Tear Through The Earth
03:58
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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
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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.
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Waking State
05:19
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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
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Spider
01:41
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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
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Where Your Anchors Sleep
06:54
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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.
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The Weight Of The Ebb
04:06
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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
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Fuji
11:44
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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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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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