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Inward
03:25
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Gaze directed outward as the stone was thrown within
It traveled swiftly, tracing paths not unfamiliar, not quite forgotten
But left here moments, days, a lifetime behind, not frequented,
Now I see, as often as they should have been
As the cracks are filling in
A cobble, a pebble
On its own without much strength
Or gravity, especially
When viewed from the outside
But we forget the inner walls
Are gilded in a brittle glass
Broken in the past
Never meant to last
A bitter husk of ash
Left standing, standing
Four walls
Converging
The spores were sown
And trampled under foot
But what of their resilience,
Of what they left behind?
We still wander through the shadows
Creeping from the cracks
We still whisper through the echoes
Listen to the echoes
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Not Preserved
05:13
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[instrumental]
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Except in Memory
03:42
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All the questions I’ve ever asked lead to this:
I keep turning over new ways to torture myself
finding holes in every way of life.
where there is stability I find the flaw
An angry son
A crudely drawn sketch of his father,
“A man of unmatched stature and benevolence"
Yet the only inheritance left to his son
Is a temper, equally unmatched
A cracked window
A child screams and squirms
History repeats itself again and again and again
I still apologize
I still apologize
(A weak link
We are unfortunately intertwined
Crawling and climbing, like ivy tangled)
Who hung that crucifix from your door?
A family tree not pruned will blossom
Roots follow bloodlines, they choke you out
They leave you breathless
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