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Gavin Clark :

Dead state I can feel the weight
Light streaming in through an open grate
Two thread score tearing up the floor
Out in the alley with the trigger draw

Numb hands I can see the strand
Hold it together with a severed ban

Three lost years I've been crying here
I'm over, I'm over, I'm over, I'm broken

Strung out with wings of the dawn
Hole in the black soul in the storm
Torn down through the cracks in the dark
We're miles adrift we're inches apart

I'm hit I can feel the grit
Sat in the asher on the beaten brick
Two thread main running through the vein

Out in the centre with a mirrored cane
Numb feet I can hear you speak
Hold it together with a severed streak

Three lost years I've been crying here
I'm over, I'm over, I'm over, I'm broken

Strung out with wings of the dawn
Hole in the black soul in the storm
Torn down through the cracks in the dark
We're miles adrift we're inches apart

Stood up on the side og the earth
Thrown back to the track to the dirt
Two thread lose an hour a day
We're miles adrift, we're inches away...

Hold it together with a severed bank
Can't feel the blood

"fuzy" - grant Lee buffalo

Bring me home to this house of many days
Just lay me on the floor hard and cool as slate
You know I love it more and more than before I ran away
It triggers off so many hurts hurtful words and broken plates

I lied to
Now Im fuzzy
Ive been lied to

All and all the world is small enough for both of us
To meet upon the interstate waiting on a train
And just when those big arms lift up fall in love with no time to say it

I liked to
Now Im fuzzy
Ive lied to
Now Im fuzzy
Fuzzy now

Oh oh oh

Here we are in our car driving down the street
Were looking for a place to stop have a bite to eat
We hunger for a bit of faith to replace the fear
We water like a dead bouquet does no good does it dear

I lied to
Now Im fuzzy
Weve been lied to
Now Im fuzzy
Fuzzy now
Lied to

Oh oh oh

..ribbon on a branch.. (younger brother)

..Lost myself in you today
lost myself in every way

I see your love in all you do
I see myself in you
the story goes on and on

Here in the woods, now my friend
See you there hang a ribbon on a branch
feel my feet on the soil
free of trouble free from it all

Feel the air under your feet {not sure}
........ all of me
First steps you take,best thing you make
never alone always awake
key to a bridge, open the door
so many more before

Here in the woods, now my friends
See you there hang a ribbon on a branch
feel my feet on the soil
free of trouble free from it all....

..κάποιες στιμές....

..κάποιες στιγμές, το μέσα σου σε αφήνει να οδηγηθείς μέσα από την επιθυμία του ταξιδιού, ακολουθώντας τα χνάρια της μελάνης κάποιου χάρτη, απαντώντας πάντα τους νέους ή μη προορισμούς, τόπους, ανθρώπους, λόγια, ήχους, πρόσωπα... Δεν σου φανερώνει, ποτέ όμως τον χάρτη του ......γιατί..?....

our life in your's

25.4.09

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