make me a mountain

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He was young but he was strong enough,
he was strong enough to call to me
"Help me melt, I've gotta find my blood,
I've gotta find my eyes, I've gotta see."
Moon it shines and shakes and fades on us,
the meadow sings to us beneath the trees.
Water washes all the dirt from us,
the river takes to us and we believe.

In the darkness there is only light,
yeah there is gold, yellow and green...
Tell me stranger, were you born to fly
or were you born to make believe?
I will be there when the rhythm is right...
sing the sweet song you sang to me.
You keep saying that you're more than alive,
well I keep saying that I'm free.

Held so tight, we're trapped inside a breath,
we are nothing yet, besides a dream.
Let it melt and feed the fire red,
yeah we are just a possibility.
If you wake at night and I am gone,
I never last that long when I can't sleep.
Turn the story into one more song,
I used your love for my own melody...

You speak to me in that poetry, you know the words that cast a spell.
I was thinking it was time to leave, but you wear your words so well.
Leave behind, keep abandoning, the story we tried to tell.
Climb so high, we could barely breathe, we climbed and then we fell.

You said, "Make me a mountain, or a child forever.
Make me a lover... make me in love.
Make me a giver, a martyr a saint.
make me an instrument, I want to play.
Make me a painter, quiet and aged,
painting my days away."

We wrote this together, when we knew our love.
And we grew our feathers, and that was enough.
We came from silence to the beautiful noise...
heads pressing like violins, not knowing the chords.
Till we got caught naked in the wonderful sound,
Well, go on and take it, I let me hair down.
If we were hungry, maybe that was enough,
to stumble on nothing and turn it to love.
If we were dreaming than it's nobody's fault.
Love is like breathing, we needed to fall.


from weightless EP, track released February 11, 2013
recorded and mixed with the help of a few good folks.



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titlewillcome Portland, Oregon

music is medicine. soothing rawness forms an ethereal display for thoughtful and fragile lyrics. sound born from restlessness. voice from silence, broken strings, frozen streams, sound that melts.

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