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What Becomes
04:09
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I guess we just forgot
this would happen to you and everyone,
here and then you're not
I stayed a week inside your house
Did I think I'd find you there?
I walked the hallways, climbed the stairs
I was a child whispering
Where are you?
Shattered prism glass
refracting infinite
What becomes of us, I don't understand
I watch a kettle on the stove
and the wick of a candle burn
I try to catch the steam and smoke
I am a child calling out
Where are you?
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2. |
Another You
03:57
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You ask me if I believe
more than I can see,
I say there's a parallel world
where we never meet
another version of me
with another point of view
and no sense of perspective
walks past another you
I'll be nowhere but here
With another future in mind
I've got nowhere to be
Tell me, where else do you have to be tonight?
Don't be so predictable,
won't you take a chance?
Maybe in a parallel world
you're not looking back
another version of you,
with vision of a different kind,
embraces the uncertain
and leaves all the rest behind
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3. |
Strangers
04:15
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I don't think I'd ever seen your face before
but somehow I knew you
Maybe its the way you looked as lost as me
I remember our eyes locking
What did you see in my eyes unfolding?
You saw through me like you'd always known me
I have never seen my own face before,
only a reflection,
rippling on the water and out of reach
always removed from me
When you met me
I thought I was broken
When you doubt me
remember that moment
You saw through me
like you'd always known me
You saw through me
like you'd always known me
When you doubt me
remember the moment
You saw through me
like you'd always known me
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4. |
The Bruiser
03:32
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Do you want me to fight for you?
Well, I might need a little bit of pushing before I follow through
but I've got an ego for the bruising,
got a temper for the losing.
Is that a start, is that a start?
Cause you're making me almost trust myself
You know your face could start a war
and I don't know what I'm waiting for
You know your face could start a war
and I don't know what I'm fighting for
Can we go somewhere else to talk?
There's a man pissing on a car door in the parking lot
and that guy at the bar's been glancing at you since you spilled your champagne down your dress, should I rough him up?
Cause you're making me almost trust myself
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5. |
Light of a Low Sun
04:22
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Is it dawn or is it dusk?
Morning calm or evening rush?
I don't care either way
light of a low sun locked in place
Once you told me it was cheap
to think we don't have all the time we need
We can find centuries
in the pause between each heartbeat
Our shadows slow,
Oh won't you follow,
won't you
Take my hand under the tangled arms of the willow tree
Let time shape us into something we never thought we'd be
And it feels like we could live
lifetimes in a single breath
So let it out slowly now
Maybe this day will last somehow
Take my hand under the tangled arms of the willow tree
Let time shape us into something we never thought we'd be
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6. |
In the White
03:23
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On your wedding day
the flower girl will freeze
statue still halfway down the aisle
she'll be lost again
just a little girl
baffled by what she's found inside her basket
A single blue petal in the white
A single blue petal in the white
You'll look just like her
curious at first
Puzzled by what you find when you're not looking
Your eyes straight ahead
but you'll be lost again
baffled by the only one you'll notice
A single blue petal in the white
A single blue petal in the white
A single blue petal in the white
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7. |
Midnight Mass
05:33
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On the night your hair licked up the flames of silver candles
you were holding as you prayed, holding as you prayed
I was bowing my own head and trying to figure out just how to say
you're beautiful, I couldn't find the way
lifted up my eyes and saw you burning through the blackness,
and I couldn't look away, I couldn't look away.
Yellow tongue of holy fire resting on your head,
but there was nothing I could say, nothing I could say.
In the cathedral on my knees
Praying "burn all the numbness out of me"
I'm the blind man in the pew
my hand outstretched to memorize you
hoping to recall what it was to see,
searching through the smoke and smoulder
rising from your neck and shoulders,
I can almost feel, I can almost feel
In the cathedral on my knees
praying "burn all the numbness out of me"
In the cathedral on my knees
praying "burn all the blindness out of me"
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8. |
All Catastrophe Dies
04:09
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In the hush before a storm
press my ear to the door
I am just a listener
I am just a whisperer
waiting for a word
Here for just a while
catch me by surprise
When you hold me close I know
all catastrophe dies
only for a little while
but that's long enough for me
to think of death or love
I'll let you decide
catch me by surprise
Pinwheel in your hand
waiting for the wind
shaking where we stand
breath upon our lips
Not sure what we'll be
after all of this
I'll keep an open mind
catch me by surprise
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9. |
Bind & Loose
07:08
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Rising suns on your face,
light of ten thousand days
poured its colours over you like rain
In spinning reds, burning blues
There's a song that you knew
There's a love that chases after you
There must be some mistake
O, child of fate
I meant to say
I'll see you again
There's a light that you kept
spun like silk, wound as thread
in a body never meant to keep
Like a laugh breaking through
Like a spool turning loose
all the beauty in the world at once
There must be some mistake
O, child of faith
I meant to say
I'll see you again
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Boreal Sons Calgary, Alberta
Cinematic and intimate with a distinct lyrical poetry, Boreal Sons drift between Sublime Art-Rock and Experimental Pop, as rippling backgrounds of scuzzy bass, intricate percussion, and whirring electronics ebb and flow in alluring instrumental arrangements - the voice of Evan Acheson a common thread running throughout, tying everything together. ... more
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