1. |
Prologue
05:13
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2. |
Missing the Sun
02:20
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Missing the sun
Missing the sun again
Hiding in the hills
Beneath the chills
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3. |
The Next Million
04:41
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The spirits in the hills
they're from the old blood
A time before our rise
before the great flood
The spirits in the hills
they yearn for new blood
a tangle for the killing,
the next million
The stars up in the sky
they're from the first light
A time before our rise
before the great night
The stars up in the sky
they yearn for new light
a tangle for the killing,
the next million
Ouroboros
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4. |
In the Stones
03:54
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5. |
Hard Bread
03:52
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I'm leaving something here
Something that my body holds so dear
But I give it to the land
like a shaking of the hand
We're giving our salt to the dead
We're livin' on hard bread
You've already left something here
Something that our bodies hold so dear
But you gave it to the land
like a shaking of the hand
We're giving our salt to the dead
We're livin' on hard bread
I'm still here
you're still here
livin' on hard bread
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6. |
Younger Man
03:54
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I saw him in the fields today
As I traveled through a shade of grey
His voice was crisp and clear across the land
It had come to be, the time was now,
he was the younger man
He came to shake my hand
A whistle on his lips
As the saying goes, just two passing ships
He said it had to be, the time was now,
he was the younger man
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7. |
Dogs to Wolves
05:01
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Don't pet the girl
she's a working dog
Don't pet the boy
he's a hungry hound
They're in the fields all day
trying to earn their pay
Dogs to wolves
We're making our way back home
Dogs to wolves
We need to find a bigger bone
Dogs to wolves
Better angels on the way?
Dogs to wolves
They better hurry, there goes the day
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8. |
Like Yesterday
03:30
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The need that never finds its rest
that lives alone
and slowly bleeds,
like yesterday
Or the cold that never seems to know
its time has passed
now shriveled dry,
like yesterday
A touch can also meet its end
if caring comes too slow
The hand now bleeding
shriveled, dry,
like yesterday
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9. |
A Gentle Waning Moon
02:42
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10. |
Weakness
04:39
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There's a weakness in the herd
they can hear it my voice
There's a sickness on the land
that makes no noise
There's a star up in the sky
that knows our tale
There's a page within a book
that knows how we will fail
(chorus)
But you give me strength
yeah, you give me peace
You give me strength
I'm on my knees
You make me weak
Yeah, you make me weak
Grant me the strength
To hear you speak
There's a weakness in the world
You can hear it my voice
There's a sickness on the land
that makes no noise
There's a star up in the sky
that knows our tale
There's a page within a book
that knows exactly how we will fail
(chorus)
But you give me strength
yeah, you give me peace
You give me strength
I'm on my knees
You make me weak
Yeah, you make me weak
Grant me the strength
To hear you speak
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11. |
Cold
03:48
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I'm too old to be livin' in the hills
I'm told too old to be here on my own
I'm too old to be lovin' all these chills
I'm cold
The sun came up again today
But hands no longer wanna play
Their heat is hidden away
Hidden away
I'm cold
You said that I'm too old to be in the hills
You said that I'm told too old to be on my own
But I'm still breathing, lovin' all these chills
I'm cold
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12. |
Cigars and Whiskey
03:34
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I'm lookin' to the night
long after the day's just fight
I'm gonna try to settle myself down
I'm lookin' to the sky
I'm lookin' to the hills
I'm lookin' for a place to settle myself down
I'm lookin' for cigars and whiskey
and a starry night aflame above my head
Cigars and whiskey
two friends by my side until the end
I've got all I want
and I've got all I need
The only missing part is knowing what to believe
Whoever runs the show
whoever's in the know
I'd like to share a dram and settle ourselves down
I'm lookin' for cigars and whiskey
and a starry night aflame above my head
Cigars and whiskey
and a stony ground to make my final bed
Cigars and whiskey
we're rings of smoke that fly into the air
Cigars and whiskey
things in life are better when we share
I'm leaving my salt
put it on the glass
I'm leaving my salt
put it on the glass
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The Book of Sorren Saint Paul, Minnesota
Dan and Scott are brothers who share the same appreciation for music and literature. Their love of the old, the forgotten, and the ancient, is supplemented with modern technology, including computer-based software.
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