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Baby, oh baby. The sun can hardly set without you.
And lately, oh lately. My eyes have turned from brown to blue.
When our snow is falling to the ground, you'll be searching for the moon.
Your fingers sliced my evergreen and bled the morning sun across the sea.
Maybe, oh maybe. My mind is playing tricks on me.
The light is shining through the blinds,
that empty town in my gut once more.
When our rain is falling to the ground, you'll be searching for the sky.
Your fingers sliced my evergreen and bled the morning sun across the sea.
And honey, oh honey. There's a fire in my lungs, once again.
And honey, oh honey. The rope's around my neck, once again.
When our sky is falling to the ground, you'll be searching for me.
Your finger sliced my evergreen and bled the morning sun across the sea.
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The Ant Is Dead Now
02:16
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It's raining water drops,
crystal lullabies in the dark, of the night.
Halfway in the dirt,
seeking through the cracks, once formed.
A ray of white appears and,
he dashes off into the blades of grass,
and he surpassed.
Straight though the corridors where,
the young once spit on pained floors. You can't hush a memory.
A moonrise in the sky,
hidden behind the dandelions, this time.
Covered in a golden sweat she,
foreshadows every step I take, oh.
A man from another town said,
he's seen what I toss around,
day and night, and he said.
Here's a ticket with a pinch of gold,
and i figured my mind is sold so I,
paid the money with my broken heart,
left there without a second thought and.
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Front Pockets
03:37
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When my lips are stuck, on the ground.
I will spend forever, looking around.
Rainy days are meant, for you to cry.
Let that water fall, from your eyes.
Winter will be afraid when we are flying high.
And darling, you seem okay when I'm about to die.
The dog down the street will lie, to my face.
How can distrust, turn into faith?
In the end we will kill, to survive.
To survive you have to, learn to die.
Winter will be afraid when I am flying high.
And darling you seem okay when I'm about to die.
Apples and cherries smothered in your face.
Wreck-less carefree leisure, on today.
Bottomless pockets full of pennies and dimes.
Hopefully one day I can remind.
Winter will be afraid when we're about to die.
And darling you'll be okay when we are flying high.
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Colourless
02:47
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I have been reserved for a while and I,
came out last spring and you were alright
The infection spread over night.
No doctor could save you, never-mind my mind.
I travel long the winding road in the forest.
Your fog is rolling in, better find my shelter
Maybe I'm a little homesick from the,
blood in your veins and that look in your eyes.
How could someone know the dog was a stray with those,
big brown eyes and that beautiful face.
From our sunny days with beautiful rainbows
Now it is so cold outside.
(Full Version)
I look in the sky and now you're locked away.
In that upside down world that's so far away.
Saw the trees blow for the first time today,
and now, I'll dig your grave.
That delicate orange haze is in my brain.
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Blood Moon
02:09
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Oh darling,when you see the wind
I will tumble over roses, all for you.
And when you sleep at night,
I can barely keep my mind away from you.
The lion is the prey
And maybe one day, I will strike.
A bullet through that heart,
not just one but enough to, penetrate your skin.
With the crunching of the leaves
underneath all your feet, a flame emerges.
Tired resting souls are the ones never shivered by the darkest of hours.
A pessimist to some, but whats half empty is enough for me I hope my glass can suffice the only lonely death of me.
Today is the blood moon
So far across the land.
I will, reach out across the mountains
into the summer's sand.
The gulls are flying overhead,
the sun will start to tan.
Now you're far away in Canada,
because you know im in the sand.
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Drown
02:25
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It's hard to imagine I'd turn around,
and not stand my ground.
But your eyes of falling leaves,
they seem to make sense all to me.
I will protect this town.
Or should we all just burn to the ground?
That sunset and patch of thorns,
quietly whispers there's no love worn.
On that same dirt trail,
we circle on back to where we have failed.
My heart is now embers,
unexpectedly ignited for her.
And what if it starts to rain
Will my heart break, again?
Flocculent clouds fly away.
Depending on your eyes and the time of day.
The target has been secured.
Mistakes happen I'm sure you've heard.
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A Raven's Lie
04:00
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I remember looking in her poison brown eyes back in the summertime.
So you called him up, there was a ringing in your ear.
I grabbed your shoulder, and you brushed it off. Like I was not there.
No, I certainly was. I truthfully cared.
I recall me calling you, in the wintertime.There goes that ringing in my ear.
SoI sang a song, oh the birds had chirped along.
The melody that drapes over the night, sunrise is close not near.
This was last year, now I cannot care.
Orange haze,orange haze please come save me.
The waxy green cannot bleed from the trees.
Far away, far away. Gave an arm, did not repay.
The day you'll die is today.
Over the mountain is where the raven cries, with hollow lullabies.
A sense too divine for the eye.
Orange haze,orange haze please come save me.
The waxy green cannot bleed from the trees.
Far away, far away. Gave an arm, did not repay.
The day you'll die, is today.
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Our Chasm
02:43
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Indecisive, slow honey rises
with your choice of words.
Creep down the stairs tonight
these words can barely bite your walls, oh.
Trees are blinded, sun is still rising
it's a, masquerade.
Pierce my heart and don't you cry
not a lonely noble sigh, again.
My heart is a fire and yours is of blood.
So I strike a match to defeat the past that you've endured.
And never once was I expected to be the one to.
Fill the gaps in between your mask and strike where it's blue.
It's leaking, still seeping, slow serene eyeball keeping.
Look at the way she walks, black aura all melted across the floor.
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Crystal Clear Atmosphere
01:08
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Oh, how I want to see the, sun rise in the East.
And touch the cold air, running underneath my skin.
But when the night's last breath is short.
I see your eyes glisten, from the sun to the moon.
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Windblown
01:24
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(Instrumental)
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Marcus Burch Boston, Massachusetts
18 year-old Marcus Burch is an independent experimental producer. Heavily influenced by emotional elements in songwriting, his powerful fingerpicking along with dark melodies and lyrics, bring you to the world he wants you to be in.
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