1. LIKE THE LEAVES

There’s silver string,
That ties you to everything.
It’s time to let it go, it’s time to take control,
Don’t let it anchor you down no more.
Look at me, there’s nothing here but honesty.

They say time can heal your pain, so there’s no need to feel the same.
I washed up on this shore, too many times before

I’ve spent too long, holding on.
Look into this lifeless mirror I’ll tell you what I see, this silver string that’s binding you to me, it binds us to everything.
It’s holding on too tightly to our dreams, we have wilted like the leaves.
Take down the memories the keepsakes as well, the only thing we ever needed was ourselves.
When the fire dies, it’s time to sever the ties.

They said time can heal your pain, so there’s no need to feel the same.
I washed up on this shore, to many times before.
I washed up on this shore, to many times before.
We’re holding on to what it seems, is long gone and lost, taken by the sea.


2. BEARBONES

I know distance tears and strains us
We hardly speak but I still know you care.
We're only skin and bones.
I know if I need you you'll be there and I will keep you safe within my chest because that's where homes been from the very start.

I won't follow in your footsteps but I will try to keep you close.
I won't follow in your footsteps but I will try to keep you close.

When you're lonely lost or helpless, is when the hopeful turn to hapless.
Home is where the memories start, keep them safe and fault the flawless.

If my memories of you ever drift or fade away, keep these words within your throat: "I will be home someday"

I will be home someday.

When the loneliness surrounds us
When the hopeful turn to hapless
Home is where the memories start, keep them safe and fault the flawless.

I won't walk within your shadow, when the sun begins to choke.
I'll breathe the sunlight through the smoke.

When you're lonely lost or helpless, is when the hopeful turn to hapless.
Home is where the memories start, keep them safe and fault the flawless.


3. FLUXUS

As I feel the breeze I see the signpost of the sea.
I know someday, I'll be lost but that's where you'll me.

I opened up to the fog, in hope to find some clarity but there's only ghosts on this haunted coast.
Looking for someone to make their host.

They will show me.
They'll show me where to go but they can't show me how to grow.

Starlight memories, that is all I'll ever be.
When there is nothing left for me, where will I go ?
When my time arrives, cast my ashes down by the riverside.
Let the current carry me.

I had a chance to believe, in something more than this but I'm still finding it hard that i'm next in the skylight.
I'm burnt by the sunshine, when is it my time to shine through the darkness and show them I don't give a fuck?

I'm afraid of growing old.
It's not that there's no one there for me or I will be alone, but theres nothing waiting afterwards.

I'm afraid of where I'll go.

Starlight memories, that is all I'll ever be.
When there is nothing left for me, where will I go ?
When my time arrives, cast my ashes down by the riverside.
Let the current carry me home.


4. KALI : THE ENDLESS

Beyond the grey faces, the hands of a lover fade.
We lost the company of winding hands.

Tombstone teeth, words so remorseless, time withered skin.

As age sets in, we fade in two. We fade into nothing. (x2)

Hands on her face.
Crippled, I wait.
A short-term embrace left her longing for more.
I watched the endless cycle, waiting for some remorse.

Hands on her face.
Crippled.

Tombstone teeth, words so unforgiving, time withered me beyond the grey faces. The hands of a lover fade.
We lost the company of winding hands.

Hands on her face crippled a short-term embrace.

I watched the endless cycle; we lost the company of winding hands.

Tombstone teeth.
Time withered skin beyond their greyed faces.
We lost the company of winding hands.
We watched the endless cycle.

As age sets in, we fade in two. We fade into nothing. (x2)


5. PALMLESS

She crumbled away into a boy, void of understanding.
Fear: what's in your mind will tie this rope.

Tied by the idea that I might never perceive your ambition for me.
You'll find that I'm not the boy that I used to be.
I am the gust through the crooked trees.

Uprooted, uncovered with rings exposing years of yearning for something more.

I'm not the boy that I used to be, I am the gust through the crooked trees and we can't understand your pain but we can learn to breathe again.

You get used to, the weight, that keeps you in place.

She crumbled away into a boy, void of understanding.
Fear: what's in your mind will tie this rope.
She had to bury half her heart at home.

The only memories I've ever known are stories told in other homes but we're losing words in the wind and there's no one to believe in.
We lost your warmth now the rooms grown cold.

I've shed my skin, to become him.
I've shed my skin, for you.
Unclothed, the hopeful turn to hapless.
Exposed my bone to air.
I've shed my skin for nothing.

He turned his hand to a twisted beast, those were the hands that used to hold me.
You miss what you love when it's all you've known and what hurts the most, is standing on my own.