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Awake
04:57
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We become a cult of inertia
Deep into the act of remembering.
I see your reflection on the water
fractured to the point of forgetting.
This is a child’s fear
Then the planet moves us from under,
and we can remember the reasons.
Why I'm staying right here
At night I stay awake with you
the way we used to do.
That feeling tames the beast
that lives in me.
This could be the bond that will fix me.
But what’s the chance of love once you get it.
Every single burden you carry
makes me feel more like a heathen.
This is a child’s fear
I am staying right here
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Breath
03:52
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In an airless room
the menace looms
and I’m out of breath
too soon
From the deepest sleep
the toxin wakes me
and I’m out of breath
caught within it
It’s alive and well
the self-made hell
and I’m out of breath
caught with in it
Fear is a prison.
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3. |
Kill My Hope
03:52
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I went walking to the reservoir
and I was looking for bones
of all the people that I left behind,
when I set out alone.
It won’t break my will,
it won’t kill my hope.
To make a plan that sadly culminates
in her drifting away,
I force the fights and over compensate
to get rid of the pain.
It won’t break my will,
it won’t kill my hope.
I get so tired of the way we are
our regrets took the reins.
Despite the fear,
I will not damn the years.
It won’t break my will,
it won’t kill my hope.
It keeps us smiling
Don’t let it go
I’ll carry on.
My will
Will be enough
I’ll carry on
without solutions
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4. |
Small Victories
03:30
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So I stormed out of the mist into a frail happiness,
the kind that feels like you're giving in.
I flirted with defeat in the face of coming heat
and started walking dead for days on-end.
How can I see what it all means to me
as I walk into the unknown?
All that I need are these small victories.
Oh the time that you can waste
when you forget how it tastes
to let yourself just stop and take it in
I have started looking up into the face of what I love,
so I can start to live for days on-end
How can I see what it all means to me
as I walk into the unknown?
All that I need are these small victories.
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5. |
Duisburg
04:11
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It’s hard to send our fears down the river,
and harder still to feel when it hurts.
But joy will fall into the cracks when we are rigid,
and fear controls when we are worried about our worth
Subliminal, I guess, the way we’re sinning
If the wicked get no rest and I’m wide awake.
This offer only stands in the moment
for cowards tend to care if it leads.
Shame can set up traps that change the meaning
of the words that have an origin in need.
Subliminal, I guess, the way we’re sinning
If the wicked get no rest, and I’m wide awake.
Subliminal, I guess, the crimes committed
If the wicked get no rest, and I'm wide awake.
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6. |
The Way We Are
03:22
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In a state of half awake,
I’ve been breaking down for days
on the pathway back to you.
With no fuel to feed the fire,
Soul is lost and body tired.
Seems like trying is no use.
If we can save our selves from the way we are
Maybe we’d find something to believe in
You emerged out of the cold
somewhere buried in the snow
and stayed with me ’til warmth came through.
What it takes to feel alive
alone seemed like wasted time,
so I hold onto you.
If we can save our selves from the way we are
Maybe we’d find something to believe in
If we can lift the curse that has settled in and taken over us
Maybe we’d find something to believe.
I will try to believe in you.
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7. |
Lose That Light
03:36
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In my arms you fell,
After fighting tooth and nail.
The convictions you have
are all gone now.
You followed that trail,
just to take a chance and fail.
Do not let that dark voice call you out,
even if it gets hard. Even if it gets hard.
There are ghosts in the walls
that still haunt you when you fall.
And despite it all,
you have found some love.
It's an order too tall
and it makes you feel so small.
You can mourn but don’t let it take you out,
even if it gets hard. Even if it gets hard.
Even if it gets hard, don't lose that light.
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8. |
Wreck It
04:25
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We're drying out
We're slowing down
Our flame has now become sparks
I meant it when I said,
“I tend to run & restart”
I'm lying
You're lying
Our words come right from the dark
And I meant when I said,
“I'm tired of the way we are”
I guess I kind of wreck it when I'm alone
Yeah I tend to wreck it when I'm alone
I am going to wreck it when I'm alone
I can't take it for what it is.
We're sorry
We're wasted
We'll be better than we are
I guess I kind of wreck it when I'm alone
Yeah, I tend to wreck it when I'm alone
I am going to wreck it when I'm alone
I can't take it for what it is
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Travelling
05:05
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Sometimes life can feel like it’s just dragging on.
That is just your fear though,
there is nothing wrong.
Deep within the colour,
I have found a friend.
I catch myself praying that I don’t lose her in the end.
Never thought I’d find it.
What I was looking for.
Such a simple solace in someone I adore.
I can be a leader, and I will lead us home.
We will live in colour
and never be alone.
I think I know every freckle on your face.
Your smell is so familiar,
I always know the trace.
You are breaking barriers I thought would always stay.
I’m gripped with fear, though,
from the thought of time I waste.
Never thought I’d find it,
What I was looking for.
Such a simple solace in someone I adore.
I can be a leader, and I will lead us home.
We will live in colour
and never be alone.
Let us keep traveling, traveling
in this skin, in this skin,
’til we get to the end of the line.
Let us take a risk, take a risk
nothing missed, nothing missed,
’til we get to the end of the line.
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10. |
Arrow
03:39
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If I give up, if I give in,
will I regret, will I forgive?
There is a fire that never went out
and it is burning too hot for me now.
Flying too high, moving too fast.
If this keeps up, I’ll be out on my ass.
Wishing I thought a bit more than I did,
when we threw caution away on the wind.
That’s when I knew it was coming,
that’s when I knew it was bad.
It’s just so hard to let go
of the thing that you thought you had.
I'll fly like an arrow.
I’m bearing down towards the ground.
May not make it, may not be found
down in the wreckage
of all that has been.
Will I give up? Will I give in?
Or hold the line alone
against the bones
of the old home that I once had.
And under the stones,
live all the pieces of the past that drove me mad.
That’s when I knew it was coming,
that’s when I knew it was bad.
It’s just so hard to let go
of the thing that you thought you had.
I'll fly like an arrow.
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11. |
Science
04:50
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Try not to rush.
There is nothing after us.
Just our worries in disguise,
fueled by overbearing pride.
I feel drunk when I’m with you.
There’s a grace in what we do.
Though I know I’m in a way,
I’ll get over it someday.
There’s a science
to all our anxious sounds,
and a progress
that I just can’t figure out.
Don’t let me push my weight,
or give into a lust.
I need for you to stay,
or we reunite with dust.
I'm mostly in my head,
being chased by dogs, eyes-red.
Though I know their phantom shapes
there's only so much I can take.
There’s a science
to all our anxious sounds,
and a progress
that I just can’t figure out.
Don’t let me push my weight,
or give into a lust.
I need for you to stay,
or we reunite with dust.
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Folly and the Hunter Montréal, Québec
Folly and The Hunter is an indie folk band from Montreal. Catchy melodies, multiple harmonies and a subtly crafted mix of instruments blend to create warm and full compositions. Folly and the Hunter bases its sound in the American folk tradition and pulls inspiration from contemporary indie and post-rock trends, resulting in pop songs that carry emotional and artistic depth. ... more
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