1. |
Orange Sky
03:29
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Oh my love, I am a faithless one
I have seen death and hate
Carved into ivory.
My love, I never thought Iʼd be
Waiting to feel the earth surrounding me.
Oh my love, the stars that we travel by
They are not visible beyond this orange sky.
My love, the light that I see you by
Is only a memory deceiving my eyes.
Oh my love, I am a faithless one
I have seen death and hate carved into ivory.
My love, the light that I see you by
Is only a memory deceiving my eye.
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2. |
Stages of Sleep
03:00
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All the stages of sleep count for nothing
With no one there to measure and record them
To observe your feet moving independently from hour body
To decipher the subtle motions that your lips make.
Thoughts of you keep me up at night
I should be sleeping,
I should be sleeping.
In my next life
Am I born the deer or
Am I born the lion?
Am I born the lion?
Thoughts of you keep me up at night
I should be sleeping,
I should be sleeping.
All the stages of sleep count for nothing
With no one there to measure and record them
All the stages of sleep count for nothing
With no one there to measure and record them
All the stages of sleep count for nothing
With no one there to measure and record them
All the stages of sleep count for nothing
With no one there to measure and record them
The stages of sleep count for nothing.
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3. |
You're Not Happy Here
05:51
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We spent all the summer
And rolled it away in the sun
And you loved the flowers
Whose petals were so quick to fall
The north had pulled us like iron
Like birds when the winds change
And stars have all become memories
Of darkness and pain
The nights are beginning to linger
Each one painted with clear constellations
And i canʼt help but feel defeated
I want to say this will be different
But our eyes werenʼt made for this
Our feet canʼt walk on the snow
These hands are useless
Weʼll just wait for the wolves
I found your skin
By the side of the trail
I see your ghost
So lovely and pale
And I know that youʼre not happy here
And it wasnʼt so cold this time last year
I know itʼs not the dark you fear
Itʼs what hides behind this dark veneer
And I know that youʼre not happy here
And it wasnʼt so cold this time last year
I know itʼs not the dark you fear
Itʼs what hides behind this dark veneer
And I know that youʼre not happy here
And it wasnʼt so cold this time last year
I know itʼs not the dark you fear
Itʼs what hides behind this dark veneer
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4. |
Form and Color
03:08
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Will we put down our record
In blood on leather
Or will we chip it in stone?
My love you are a rapture of form and color
Unlike any Iʼve known
But you write in rhymes that I canʼt shake
Arranged in codes that I canʼt break
Each one a masterpiece that I cannot
Decipher or define
Thereʼs nothing I want more
Thank to be your fortune
To be the fire in your home.
But you grow down and feathers
For inclement weather
To keep the chill form your bones
But you write in rhymes that I canʼt shake
Arranged in codes that I canʼt break
Each one a masterpiece that I cannot
decipher or define
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5. |
Winterkill
04:01
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To disappear you said, would be ideal
To a place where the ships donʼt crowd the sea
And there is only loneliness
And our breath is nearly like a ghost
And you once feared floating in between
And my fingers are still afraid of your skin
But I know youʼll keep my heart safe
When my blood decides to meet the sand
I feel the saltwater at my feet
But the tide is not to fear
And we are more sound than matter
Our perception is so unclear
I was the temperature
You were the sea
I was the dust and sand
You were the trees
I was the winter kill
You were the beast
I was the winter kill
You were the beast
I was the winter kill
You were the beast
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6. |
Spinning/Falling
02:53
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Weʼve seen daylight
Gone in moments
With oceans between
Our hands and our eyes
Will we reach it
Now or ever
Were we hoping?
Were we trying to forget?
Were we hoping?
Were we trying to...
Weʼre marked
Weʼre scarred
I donʼt remember
When we felt this
When we felt it
We all burn up
Spinning, falling
The air looked so harmless
Just us and the ocean
And before the saltwater fills our lungs
Let us not forget the songs you sung
We will keep them in our memories, our memory
And weʼll sing them for everyone, for everyone.
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7. |
Cutting Skin
04:21
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I chanced upon you
Breaking branches in the snow
And you were startled
By sounds and shadows
The silhouettes of branches
Against sky are
Veins that used to carry
Sparkles to your eyes
And you were cutting
You were cutting skin
You were cutting
You were cutting skin
This dream has frozen over
It wonʼt come again this year
I canʼt see my own reflection
Thereʼs no rhythm here
And you were cutting
You were cutting skin
You were cutting
You were cutting skin
You were cutting
You were cutting skin
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8. |
I Wanted To
05:14
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From where you have died
You must see all the wild
That filled, and burst, your heart
I want you to be
As happy as me
When I coaxed the blood to your feet
These memories are gone
They burned in the dawn
They curled up into the blue
I wanted to keep you here!
I wanted to keep you here!
I wanted to keep you....
I notice the sky, deep and dark as your eyes
I notice that time has not changed my mind
Is today just yesterday, turned to one side?
We spoke with light years distance between us
Like ghosts, seeking familiar voices
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9. |
I Won't Keep You Here
04:15
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Iʼm looking out
Iʼm looking in
Iʼm looking backwards
I see the end
And you were stunning as it passed
It rained the morning that you left
I love your colors
Itʼs how I imagine winter
This could last forever
This swirl of stars and fire
Itʼs so beautiful
Itʼs so beautiful
But I wonʼt keep you here
No, I wonʼt keep you here
We will cut the roots
We will dig them out
We will cut the roots
We will dig them out
The dream was always better
The reds were always brighter
Our hands were not so useless
They were made of glass and wire
They were beautiful
They were beautiful
But I wonʼt keep you here
No, I wonʼt keep you here
We will cut the roots
We will dig them out
We will cut the roots
We will dig them out
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10. |
Blood and Bones
02:47
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When we ate each otherʼs hearts
When we ate each otherʼs hearts
And we tasted blood and bones
And we tasted blood and bones
That weʼd never be apart
When your little soul departs
When your little soul departs
I will wait one thousand years
I will wait one thousand years
Just to hear your beating heart
Just to hear your beating heart
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11. |
The Cage
03:23
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As I lay here
And the birds circle
Above my eyes
I will go in pieces
I will not be whole
If I could save something for you
It would be my eyes
So you could have seen yourself
In the morning, in the morning and
I can hear you laughing
Tiny bells are ringing
I can hear you laughing
Tiny bells are ringing
I think my heart might not fit behind my ribs
It will break them
It will break them
And I wonʼt mind
I donʼt need them anymore
This cage always felt so small
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The Thoughts Seattle, Washington
Ian Williams and Katie Mosehauer are The Thoughts, a classically-influenced duo that write emotionally-charged, cinematic songs. Their music is rooted in the fraught and introspective narratives woven into Ian’s lyrics and melodies, with each song colored by varying soundscapes of violins, viola, cello, harp, piano, harmoniums, and organ, which are all composed, performed, and recorded by Katie. ... more
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