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Glass Bones And Paper Lungs

by Lesser Lights

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1.
I've spent what feels like lifetimes hiding and holding what I've found, only to find they could never take it from me. They can challenge any number of words, but not this changed heart. Walls built into tight squares. Church doors. Iron doors. Into and out of. The reach of it's arm only the length of it's love. Perhaps the sound of emptiness between rib bones will sing out motivation. The throats remain clear. Harmonized mouth and feet. Still growing. Still learning. This walk was made of stones; Uneven. Promised.
2.
Stories are written about stories like these. Are we next in line? Are we next in line? I'm next in line. I'll step gently to feel where the floor gives way. We count familiar, broken wings, with reverence. Focus. Persist. Eyes ahead. Factions, show yourselves. (I said show yourselves.) The air is heavy here; make it light. Make it Light. Firm statues are worn thin and turn to dust. "But I have miles to go before I sleep." I've said all that to say this: oh Lord, give me strength.
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Headlights. In wide eyes. Saw them traced on dotted lines until I could draw conclusions for myself. I won't grab and pull, though I wish. You're loved. Impressed with this ground; Decayed. You are loved. I see a life and death. As real to me as the wind I refuse to chase. I won't pull, but, I will reach. Heartbroken.
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Joel Gaines 03:15
Glass bones. Every person has a story. In this land of burnt homes and matchstick bridges, I'll add no fire. But, the child shakes so violently. A withered rose is still a rose. A subtle life. My father's words echo: "Hurting people hurt others." Who heals the healer? Who prays for preachers? Connect lines, much like hands, to see intended pictures. And we drown in ourselves. We have so much more than nothing.

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released December 1, 2014

Tracking: Matt McClellan at Glow In The Dark Studios in Atlanta, GA
Additional Tracking: Kenny Gil at Pig Pen Studios in Odessa, FL
Mixing/Mastering: Kenny Gil at Pig Pen Studios in Odessa, FL

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Pursuing joy. Finding purpose. Making noise. Harmonized mouth and feet.

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