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Upon Awakening
04:29
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Where Do We Stand?
03:41
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Yesterday I Felt Okay
04:17
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4. |
All Along
04:20
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All along the wire wall
Withstood the summer, not the fall
Laid to rest beside the run
We make our way up towards the sun
My mother's father marked this trail
Before his cedar braces failed
And iron met the underbrush
Open borders, dust to dust
All along, I took a stand
The art of war, the heart of man
I'd dig my feet into the dirt
And separate the sacred earth
Who's to say I had it wrong?
Those barbs were sharp, they made me strong
I leaned alone into the breeze
In search of some divine relief
All along, I lost my way
That wire wall will fall someday
Heron will commune with hen
The cattle will roam free again
My mother's father knew it well
The devil's rope can bring you hell
He found his peace beside the run
And made his way
Up towards the sun
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Stars at Roper Hollow
02:14
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6. |
Forgotten Green
05:02
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Interloper
03:57
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Motorway
04:37
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I saw my days laid out in front of me
This morning out the kitchen window
You load the car, I'll wipe the dishes clean
We'll be back home by noon tomorrow
My love, I can feel your weight
Against the bars of this peculiar cage
Where else would you rather be?
We're not escaping anything
The empty hours burn like kerosene
The open road's a loaded weapon
I think I'm running out of dopamine
I'll chase it till the sun is setting
So much for purple mountain majesty
So much for reaching West Virginia
You turn the wheel, I turn the other cheek
And fade into the scenery
My god, how much time we waste
Forcing meaning on the motorway
My spirit won't leave the state
We're not escaping anything
We're all susceptible to gravity
It's something that I take for granted
It keeps me closer to the tumbleweeds
And all the lovely seeds I've planted
It pulls me towards these twisted city streets
To neon lights and needy lovers
Another technicolor casualty
Another piece of history
My friend, let me see your face
Take your troubles off the motorway
This life is a lucid dream
We're not escaping anything
We're not escaping anything
We're not escaping anything
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10. |
Thanks for Coming
05:34
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Bryce Rabideau Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Bryce Rabideau is a genre-hopping composer and multi-instrumentalist with a background in jazz and roots music. When he's not touring the country with progressive folk band Buffalo Rose, he's indulging in mandolin-based mad science in an effort to uncover niches the instrument has not yet inhabited. ... more
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