In The House Of Dust

by The Republic Of Wolves

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1.
You laid all your feelings down, Like worn and guilty knives But I cleared out that filthy mess That lived between our words And painted us apart But we're the same for what we've done I was a simple process, Suddenly cold and honest A system of dissipating truths And you were a swerving labyrinth, Always awake but absent A ceiling of smokeless flame Dawn took us for sightless fools, As if it needed to But it's really all the same And I thought change Was just a name We were just soldiers serving time And tracing out our entire lives And I was afraid of progress, As though it would cave in on us A feeble and desecrated house And we took the past for granted, As though we could understand it But we'd never been so lost
2.
Our home is a jagged mouth, streaming out pleas to the dead We are misshapen teeth uprooting ourselves But we could have spent our time burying strangers instead We would've settled in and found out our names But calm your heart The dark is still the dark We'd told our sons to wait their turns, like eager months lined up in herds to age our skin and stretch us out. They never get tired of stretching us out. We read the braille with our bare feet It would not teach us how to see, But we finally realized ourselves. Varuna is counting the notches and nicks in our planks. Do we deserve the grave, or the table you set for the liars and unloving husbands and wives? They hadn't seen themselves They couldn't have known. But face that fact, Every branch you cut grows back. And we're growing into the thought that we're cast like iron, forced into these shapes.
3.
04:41
They said, “just leave it up to us. What good is a god that you can’t trust?” I am all that you have seen, I am not the only one here. They’ll fill the vents with ragged cloth And bolt shut the trap door to the loft. Kept safe from what we cannot know, kept cold, and stable, and as still as stone. Had you ever really tried? And I strayed into a vile thought The second I was forced awake Out of a reeling frame of soaking smoke That I grew into. And we staved off every breath And burning bush and holy ghost, Then we measured him And measured you And measured every damn thing in the room. That’s when we really saw ourselves, A collection of proportions And irrational anxieties. But that won’t ever really do, We cannot stay unsolved And we will work ourselves to death Or perfect squares.
4.
Forget the pain you once held dear, It cannot help you here. Did it ever help you anywhere? You're kneeling on a memory, some Pyrrhic victory But could you ever be that young again? My dice are cast, I can't turn it around I've set these frames but there's no doors to fit them. Recall the way she tied that rope Was it just as you had hoped? Even though you never had a say But you missed the point 'cause you were caught in the rains that you had brought, And you could never get your color back. Our posts are placed, we can't turn that around. But I still won't breathe until I see it set in stone. And now you're filling up with shade again, and I am too After all the years of fighting it. But now I'm pretty sure that our books are bound, and we can't turn that around I built this bed but there are no sheets that fit it. And our bricks are laid, can we turn that around? I still won't breathe until you get your color back
5.
The Dead Men Stood Together They kept their heads in books to drown it out The clinking glasses of an inlet's open mouth The straits were shaking us in circles now I faked a faster death but knew that time was headed south Through all my thinning paint regret We were metallic green and red I was a compass drawing lines around that point, but never getting closer. I paid my debts to men in swirling crypts Who swore they'd keep our names alive in manuscripts I kept my sins in tow but you'd let go That's why you moved a little faster. We were all just floating dead, Drowning in our sunken heads Let hell on board this broken deck, and we'll forget our lies. And all he knew, he had to leave A shell of skin beneath the sea The only thing he got to see That dead men stand together We are all lost.
6.
There is a wheel That spins to keep the river flowing. It runs a course between your eyelids and your aching jaws. There was a bird Who took your voice and turned it backwards. He and the past were aiming arrows at your heaving chest. You took a train into the mouth of all you hated, Spent half an hour watching hope pass through a window You’ve got that singing crown of thorns around your thick head You and the kid that you once were are fighting over it. (Then we ran down the river Van To the mouth of old Fenrir And he swallowed us up) I collected rocks, filled up my pockets and tried to swim across the stream. I was told I’d be kept afloat By the ghosts of the hills that I’d flattened to get here. Trusted a fiend and lost my hand. My blood flowed white and filled the canyon, And I saw faces in the leaves And they were preaching to me. There is a tree you cannot cut. He knows your name and all your fears. You dare not lay an axe to his old branches. They dug a coal mine by your house. His yelling kept you up all night. All of your friends got caught between his black teeth. We left our shoes under the ground, tied yellow feathers to our arms, and learned the language of the aching mountain. Then I went out west and tried to build a better version of myself. My iron tools got swallowed up by spirits. And I knew my head was inside out, so I sold my soul to taste the clouds, ate from the tree and started digging up the ground. There is a thought you cannot shake Of her asleep under the lake. The ice is eating up the surface and you are the fish Sleeping peacefully.
7.
04:30
I sent a crackling message It had grown old inside my mouth It was phonetically in tact, But the meanings were mismanaged in a way You were a bed of coral In some domesticated dream. You were laconic when you woke, But our words had all been sewed up all the same. We were both simplified And sharpened down to symbols that we hadn't even tried to understand. And we felt something tear But we held the sorry truth inside our throats And let it burn, and scratch, and claw, and finally fall. Our fear was tightly packaged In some warehouse we had built. You said I'd tried too fucking hard And got caught up in definitions from the start I met a sickly liar And I borrowed both his lungs Thought maybe I'd set them straight, But his guilt, it fit me better anyway. And I don't think you'll ever know How hard it was to let that go And yeah, I guess I lost control But I never will again
8.
When day dawned, the tempest passed away and the warm sun shone out. I was caught in a sunbeam that dried my eyes closed I'll show you what it means to come home alive 'Cause I've seen the curtain fall one too many times And it's my fault. Don't let the weight shatter your shoulders Just lay it down before you forget how. When God spoke, the field was dry as day And she felt her cold hands meet I was lost in the wood grain, 'till I heard her call my name We held a funeral for the moths we'd killed, then set to work again on the ones that lived. At least we knew. Have you been kneeling here long? Shedding your youth teaching yourself not to argue You're caught in a shroud you shouldn't have found Those monologues spoiled your innocence. I swept up all your tiny fragments And spun you into thread, and dyed you gold But you never kept me warm enough to make it through a single night. So I cut you to parts, and sold you as scarves so you could go on after I was gone. When we meet again we'll be asleep underneath the flower bed. You'll tell me everything that you wished you'd done I'll wrap you in my arms and then I'll wake up But you will not. Can I finally say that I found some truth? That everything dies before I do 'Cause I've driven these stakes for all of my days Just to try and escape my uncertainty. There's nothing here to keep us from setting We're layers of paint eventually washed out.
9.
All that time that you killed, Pulling smoke to your lungs In a parking lot covered in green glass And shimmering The light on your face starts to darken and dissipate The ghost was inside your mouth Placing bets with your teeth. Forcing your voice out, Pushing your tongue up from underneath And out past the fields we were racing the sun. You slipped away past the fog and the firelight I saw the footsteps cut out of the ash. We traded names just to see if the colors would change And they did. I got sick of the pull You just sputtered and sank You were nothing A curtain of sawdust A weather vane. And don’t try to skip past the part where you realize. But I lied my way out of this one And you lied your way to a ditch And I fought myself just to stay up Out of your street-walking, tongue-talking sleep. How it consumed you and eventually me
10.
03:56
Collected up in laurel wreaths they found it, A reason not to grieve And they stitched it to our sleeves Saying, "maybe it's the dead who should be praying For those of us who still Have shaking shoes to fill" So they tilled the hollow land that we had left And they welcomed every weed their fingers met, Saying "life is just that, no matter how sad it is." We buried them in pairs along the floodplain, So no one could complain For lack of things to say And some cemetery bird was shedding bad dreams Like feathers floating down But they'll never reach the ground When you knew there was a hole you could not fill You were fired in a kiln against your will, But the rivets that bound your love to the ground Were still in tact. But if we're all just beads On a rosary, Then a breaking cord Could set us free You built a quiet house for all your worries And sent them off to sleep, Then knelt down next to me.
11.
Where have you been lying ever since the fortunes changed their minds? You're nothing but a sleeping quarry, caught up in the snares that you yourself had lain. But I am not your keeper Don't call for me when you finally realize No one's coming, so you'd better find some peace. When you wash up I will fold my hands and contemplate the ways to keep you in your place Please tell me, Why have you been mourning since the day you really met yourself? Well you and all your seething lowlife best friends were lining up like sparrows on a wire, Talking like the twelve Apostles dressed in leather, wandering the alleys, clenching your fists "Relax, it's just a business." Your Maker was a servant who plowed 'til he was swollen and fell into the ground. His phantom took the shape of your seven years of labor but you would not stay down. I couldn't get you because you got me first. You were a fixture I must have been a fool. I couldn't face you, because your face was mine. But I will be long gone before I take your side. We're nothing but receding figures robbing each other of our final thoughts.
12.
05:06
Two carpenters of failing worth We found ourselves in disrepair, But didn't care. So we took the wood from that old tree, Built a coffin on the sea. Flowers strewn across the deck, Sails draped around our broken necks. And I will be taken apart when it's over. Our ruined hands collecting dust Uneven loves that drove us into our bodies But we found the bricks from our old house, Tried to put them back together But with no foundation underneath, It crumbled right back to a smoldering heap And we will be taken apart when it's over. So we gave every flaw in our crooked construction a name, And accepted that nothing was meant to hold up for this long. When you felt the sun come alive in your ribs You were dying, just to try it As the sutures and stitches that held you together were splitting, And it made such a glorious sound. Your wire strings slowly disappear Well I have been emptied of every fear The things that we had but never replaced, We're falling asleep and forgetting the names. Well I pried myself into pieces and scattered them over the wreckage, And you were still shaking your head, holding on to your nails. And every splinter of timber like thunder inside of my shuddering frame Says I'm gonna pay, yeah we're all gonna pay, when it's over.
13.
I drove an ancient copper thorn into your Red Indian heart Pulled the cross down and myself into a hundred weaker parts Pointed up into the cliffs, I saw the villains they became Just an angel and a lion, spitting fire in my name Won't be long We threw the Stygian hypocrites into the warmest pit of Hell Down to the violent jet-black delta where the redwoods rose and fell I painted all of man's mistakes inside a giant golden frame I was a tax collector up until the spirit spoke my name In the fog of the graying woods we'd grown We heard the cedar bulkheads moan So we replaced it with a field And now it's scraping up our heels. And I can hardly move my mouth To get these hallowed insults out Past my bear trap jaws into my wandering father's ears So I'm packing up my tattered thoughts and swallowing my prayers. And I'd been too long in a polished wooden tomb Should've left some space for you But I never got my fill of tempting fate So I sold my spine to the devil-handed dusk Finally a captain I can trust He formed a brand new trinity With the hypocrites and me.
14.
So we were living out our days in an old abandoned palisade Sweeping chimneys 'til our backs hurt and singing 'til our throats were dry. Scraping the red from every rusty nail Stitching the carpet tears We kept our salty voices hushed You looked loveliest all dressed in dust And I cleared the cobwebs while you slept, set a fire that we'd both regret. You woke up coughing out a storm and we never made it out the door 'Cause I for one was taking my time. I think it's time you and I should come home It's been three years and I can feel it in my bones. If turning back means I'm turning back alone then I guess I'm on my own. It was six hundred degrees We had nothing to protect our feet from the glowing embers hardening our soles Our burning bed of coal But that fever that we shared wasn't nothing that we couldn't bear We just wrapped around each other and we sweated out our worst nightmares. And I think that's when I was born, in your arms during a firestorm. We were perfectly in place We were filling up the empty space. But you were tired of wasting your time. Your spirits fled from all those bad ideas we bled I twisted up all of your words And I turned to brass while you were tearing down the past Now I'm trailing I'm traveling light and losing my memory.
15.
I’ve been waiting on a response for days. There’s been a complication It seems your heart needed a break From pumping the blood through your veins, and keeping the oxygen okay. I still see your face in the day. And I see your eyes in the bottle that was way too tall I finished it just to see if we could talk. Now I’m speaking with your ghost again It’s telling me that I don’t listen. Can we be friends, In another lifetime I might pretend that we are right now. I summoned demons from a dying tree I took a long walk off a short levee I drank the poison from a black moon seed, and then I saw you. I felt your kiss in a dream I had I felt your skin in a monument Then I went home to live a brand new life without you I buried all our things Beneath the giant shadows of the clouds. And they will stay there underground, but no matter what I do I never will stop talking to you. I never did get the last word in, And you said I always did.
16.
I woke up sweating on the moaning mount of olives My black dove penance weighing down my feather feet Woven into my skin, the covenants I'd broken My granite heart will not forget what it once was. A coffer full of your love I couldn't bear it. I don't believe I ever had a choice When the sun came up and my eyes were struck I don't believe I could've changed my mind In the dead end heat of that withered beach With my grave stone teeth and your seven shades of grief We were unleavened earth before the first unsettled word fell They drew the devil's iris in between your brows Accursed breath that left our bodies when the day broke Who built that weary wooden cabinet for your faith? All these doors I see mean nothing to me. I don't believe I ever had a choice When we lost our sight to the teething night I don't believe I could've changed my mind When the seeds were sown and then left alone How could I have known I was never on my own? Oh God, I feel like every saintly fire was my fault. That I got crossed off of the wall and my fingers all bloodied and torn and it's just a lie, a poor excuse for all the fumes that I spit out back when I was young, and god damn the truth, I was unused, an empty glass, an oarsman and no one knew my name. I am not welcome in this house I built.
17.
My left handed heart is still painting your face over the walls of my dim mind These contrary winds hiding under my eyelids I hope I can stomach the weight. But each bristling wave is an unfinished thought, swept out of view by the next one. I've tried and I'm trying to string them together, but oh what a waste of my rope. Like a disappearing act On a lofty brown bed, treading masses of blue I started coughing up questions. There's a giant asleep under all of this water, I'm searching in vain for his name. Written on my tongue, There is none merciful but God. Iron pinned you down You were coming unstitched You were flickering and you didn't have time to ask why Something was circling our heads Was it the patron saint of death? I heard you spoke from your new grave, "There is no truth that will not fade." Well I guess you'd know better than me.
18.
Reach in for it Your rusted, iron-covered cross Pour out your breath into the furnace again. I think I found a better way to live And I think I’ve found a better way to die. And I’ve been fitting myself into that small space That you set our for the screaming of the wind. That is all I’ve ever been. And sorting through it, I never saw something so clear As your hands bound up in prayer Behind a closed door. I thought I’d walked a better road, alone Until I felt my feet turn into stone, And that’s when I turned back.
19.
04:27
She was in the back yard, Digging out a trench Praying for her father’s gun again. All the holy weight they’d laid across your back And the hundred years you’ll waste just thanking them for that. And you can’t blame anyone for what you’ve done Oh my God you can’t blame anyone Before the bridges are built, you’ll burn them down. You had built a new face, empty but awake And painted it the one shade you could never fake. Love had kicked your crutches out from underneath. I was still the sandstone cutting up your feet. God was in our back yard, tearing down the fence, Calling out our father’s name again. So we fixed him to the floor, covered up his ears And spent another lifetime Shaking off our fears. Oh but I could be something else entirely And spill out of my burning head And underneath your door. No, I do not see what you see in your old eyes. And I will be cutting up your feet for eternity.
20.
I am not the devil under the water Pulling you down by your old wooden ankles. Splitting and shriveling, seeping out of me. God, I’m afraid of the songs you’ve been singing me God I cannot hear your voice quite so clearly. And I am the walls crumbling down. We are clearly the saints No, we are not afraid Our names cannot be engraved in the sand. I am just a sinner, pulling my splinters out Chipping away at a crackling flame. Well I felt my shoulders begin to get lighter When I realized that it all would get harder than this. But I don’t believe in the surface. We can’t see through the sheets No, we are not asleep And I will not be the leaves on your tree. I am the tides I’m the beggar left for dead on the side And I am the walls crumbling down They’re watching me fall through the windows of saints They’re making me something I am not. Your brother got killed in the snow while you slept But you never grew out of the secrets you kept To keep all his light-headed hoping alive Carried for miles inside of your mind. Now I’m writing down all of my saintly complaints And pulling the strings they’ve attached to my face But I’m done haunting houses And cursing at God And filling up spaces with black and white fog. I saw my whole life in the glass on the floor Well what did you think all of that shaking was for? Now I’m floating downstream Chasing after my bones. Well I guess I grew old But I never went home.
21.
Reach in for it Your rusted, iron-covered cross Pour out your breath into the furnace again. I think I found a better way to live And I think I’ve found a better way to die. And I’ve been fitting myself into that small space That you set our for the screaming of the wind. That is all I’ve ever been. And sorting through it, I never saw something so clear As your hands bound up in prayer Behind a closed door. I thought I’d walked a better road, alone Until I felt my feet turn into stone, And that’s when I turned back.
22.
My left handed heart is still painting your face over the walls of my dim mind These contrary winds hiding under my eyelids I hope I can stomach the weight. But each bristling wave is an unfinished thought, swept out of view by the next one. I've tried and I'm trying to string them together, but oh what a waste of my rope. Like a disappearing act On a lofty brown bed, treading masses of blue I started coughing up questions. There's a giant asleep under all of this water, I'm searching in vain for his name. Written on my tongue, There is none merciful but God. Iron pinned you down You were coming unstitched You were flickering and you didn't have time to ask why Something was circling our heads Was it the patron saint of death? I heard you spoke from your new grave, "There is no truth that will not fade." Well I guess you'd know better than me.
23.
So we were living out our days in an old abandoned palisade Sweeping chimneys 'til our backs hurt and singing 'til our throats were dry. Scraping the red from every rusty nail Stitching the carpet tears We kept our salty voices hushed You looked loveliest all dressed in dust And I cleared the cobwebs while you slept, set a fire that we'd both regret. You woke up coughing out a storm and we never made it out the door 'Cause I for one was taking my time. I think it's time you and I should come home It's been three years and I can feel it in my bones. If turning back means I'm turning back alone then I guess I'm on my own. It was six hundred degrees We had nothing to protect our feet from the glowing embers hardening our soles Our burning bed of coal But that fever that we shared wasn't nothing that we couldn't bear We just wrapped around each other and we sweated out our worst nightmares. And I think that's when I was born, in your arms during a firestorm. We were perfectly in place We were filling up the empty space. But you were tired of wasting your time. Your spirits fled from all those bad ideas we bled I twisted up all of your words And I turned to brass while you were tearing down the past Now I'm trailing I'm traveling light and losing my memory.
24.
Mirage I once met a man With spotted skin and leopard hands He said you were not far from here. The edges were close, I saw the wake a golden coast And then I saw your sails just floating on the surface Now it's hard to believe That someone can leave And then suddenly reappear A mirage of your trust, imagined and lost Of a ghost who's been standing right here Well I fought through the ice, But fell to needled skinny flies They sucked out my blood And replaced it with black water! The closer I get to boiling over My skin's crawling off of my bones Now it's hard to believe That someone can leave And then suddenly reappear A mache of your trust, folded and cut, Into a mask that I've got to wear. I was cold, dripping wet, (it was worth it for you) I was so out of breath (it was worth it for you) Now I'm practically dead (and it was all for you) All the wars that you set, it was worth it for you All the lives that I left, it was worth it for you Now I'm practically dead, and it was all for you.
25.
Two carpenters of failing worth We found ourselves in disrepair, But didn't care. So we took the wood from that old tree, Built a coffin on the sea. Flowers strewn across the deck, Sails draped around our broken necks. And I will be taken apart when it's over. Our ruined hands collecting dust Uneven loves that drove us into our bodies But we found the bricks from our old house, Tried to put them back together But with no foundation underneath, It crumbled right back to a smoldering heap And we will be taken apart when it's over. So we gave every flaw in our crooked construction a name, And accepted that nothing was meant to hold up for this long. When you felt the sun come alive in your ribs You were dying, just to try it As the sutures and stitches that held you together were splitting, And it made such a glorious sound. Your wire strings slowly disappear Well I have been emptied of every fear The things that we had but never replaced, We're falling asleep and forgetting the names. Well I pried myself into pieces and scattered them over the wreckage, And you were still shaking your head, holding on to your nails. And every splinter of timber like thunder inside of my shuddering frame Says I'm gonna pay, yeah we're all gonna pay, when it's over.
26.
I’ve been waiting on a response for days. There’s been a complication It seems your heart needed a break From pumping the blood through your veins, and keeping the oxygen okay. I still see your face in the day. And I see your eyes in the bottle that was way too tall I finished it just to see if we could talk. Now I’m speaking with your ghost again It’s telling me that I don’t listen. Can we be friends, In another lifetime I might pretend that we are right now. I summoned demons from a dying tree I took a long walk off a short levee I drank the poison from a black moon seed, and then I saw you. I felt your kiss in a dream I had I felt your skin in a monument Then I went home to live a brand new life without you I buried all our things Beneath the giant shadows of the clouds. And they will stay there underground, but no matter what I do I never will stop talking to you. I never did get the last word in, And you said I always did.
27.
Collected up in laurel wreaths they found it, A reason not to grieve And they stitched it to our sleeves Saying, "maybe it's the dead who should be praying For those of us who still Have shaking shoes to fill" So they tilled the hollow land that we had left And they welcomed every weed their fingers met, Saying "life is just that, no matter how sad it is." We buried them in pairs along the floodplain, So no one could complain For lack of things to say And some cemetery bird was shedding bad dreams Like feathers floating down But they'll never reach the ground When you knew there was a hole you could not fill You were fired in a kiln against your will, But the rivets that bound your love to the ground Were still in tact. But if we're all just beads On a rosary, Then a breaking cord Could set us free You built a quiet house for all your worries And sent them off to sleep, Then knelt down next to me.
28.
The Dead Men Stood Together They kept their heads in books to drown it out The clinking glasses of an inlet's open mouth The straits were shaking us in circles now I faked a faster death but knew that time was headed south Through all my thinning paint regret We were metallic green and red I was a compass drawing lines around that point, but never getting closer. I paid my debts to men in swirling crypts Who swore they'd keep our names alive in manuscripts I kept my sins in tow but you'd let go That's why you moved a little faster. We were all just floating dead, Drowning in our sunken heads Let hell on board this broken deck, and we'll forget our lies. And all he knew, he had to leave A shell of skin beneath the sea The only thing he got to see That dead men stand together We are all lost.
29.
Two Carpenters Of Failing Worth We Found Ourselves In Disrepair But Didn’t Care So We Took The Wood From That Old Tree Built A Coffin On The Sea Flowers Strewn Across The Deck Sails Draped Around Our Broken Necks And I Will Be Taken Apart When It’s Over Our Ruined Hands Collecting Dust Uneven Loves That Drove Us Into Our Bodies But We Found The Bricks From Our Old House Tried To Put Them Back Together But With No Foundation Underneath It Crumbled Right Back To A Smoldering Heap And We Will Be Taken Apart When Its Over So We Gave Every Flaw In Our Crooked Construction A Name And Accepted That Nothing Was Meant To Hold Up For This Long When You Felt The Sun Come Alive In Your Ribs You Were Dying Just To Try It As The Sutures And Stitches That Held You Together Were Splitting And It Made Such A Glorious Sound You Wire Strings Slowly Disappear Well I Have Been Emptied of Every Fear The Things That We ad But Never Replaced Were Falling Asleep And Forgetting The Names Well I Pried Myself Into Pieces And Scattered Them Over Te Wreckage And You Were Still Shaking Your Head Holding Onto Your Nails And Ever Splinter Of Timer Like Thunder Inside Of My Shuddering Frame Says Im Gonna Pay Were All Gonna Pay When Its Over
30.
Mirage I once met a man With spotted skin and leopard hands He said you were not far from here. The edges were close, I saw the wake a golden coast And then I saw your sails just floating on the surface Now it's hard to believe That someone can leave And then suddenly reappear A mirage of your trust, imagined and lost Of a ghost who's been standing right here Well I fought through the ice, But fell to needled skinny flies They sucked out my blood And replaced it with black water! The closer I get to boiling over My skin's crawling off of my bones Now it's hard to believe That someone can leave And then suddenly reappear A mache of your trust, folded and cut, Into a mask that I've got to wear. I was cold, dripping wet, (it was worth it for you) I was so out of breath (it was worth it for you) Now I'm practically dead (and it was all for you) All the wars that you set, it was worth it for you All the lives that I left, it was worth it for you Now I'm practically dead, and it was all for you.
31.
When I was six months old there was a price upon my soul. They placed me in a basket and sent me down the rapids So all I ever knew was a wicker tomb. Please lock the door behind me Just lock the door after I go. I'm sorry for my tied tongue I'm sorry that you left alone. When I replaced the cross with monuments to what I'd lost I grew apart from myself and shook until the night fell But all I ever was was merciful. Well I never got out of those rapids We never get out of the rapids. You're still here in some way. But I couldn't have known so it's alright.
32.
I had alot to say before they sewed my mouth shut Out on a rosy field, between a cross and crescent I had a love so pure I had to leave her behind. I never told her why Did I ever tell myself why? I kept a steady hand as we untied the bowline, Off of a ragged pier during a grey-haired sunset. Past the old tree and the coal mine, We deserted all the burdens of the land Traded all that aging clay For the urgency and anger of the sea A hundred fading prayers sewn into woolen blankets And my father's rosary twisted around my frail uncertain wrist I'd heard a soul could float But could it swim to safety? Well I'm scared that when this ends I may not even have one at all. And you said, "I do believe that hope is just a grand distraction from the walls you will have to climb." So pick up your weeping feet and just start moving forward And don't look back to see if she's there
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released December 1, 2011

All Songs Written by The Republic Of Wolves.
Produced By The Republic Of Wolves
Mixed and Mastered by Gregg Andrew
Cover Art By Ben Kehoe

The Republic Of Wolves are: Gregg Andrew Dellarocca, Mason Maggio, Christian Van Deurs, and Billy Duprey

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