Ashengrace - Holding Stars Against The Wind (1997-2000)
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| Seven (radio edit) | Newsong |
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the searchlight burns a shade of blue across her eyes she draws in close and holds the sea and sinks into the sky i'm ringing bells for babylon and all her fallen dreams i'm singing tides for all you are so washed away, so long into the sea she reaches in when all is dim and breaks the sound and when it's done you meet the one who took you down i'm burning pages of your life that stained the book of mine i'm holding stars against the wind to sift away the time coming up for air, still can't find the door in citadels you rise, in Israel we die if all your children sleep what promise can you keep? don't give me reasons why in another empty sigh you know it's true, you don't ask why your written words are always lies wait for me, i'm coming home, to let it go to let it die you know it's true you don't ask why your written words are always lies wait for me, i'm coming home, to let you go, to let it die... |
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| Blue | Sunless (we've become) |
| the sands of waste raced through my
fingers on the stone The shallow remains of
all that was and all that's yet to come I
can't awaken from all the dreams i've never had and
my skin is indigo as I wander where the fallen go
Oh Abigail, it's deafening to sleep in the sigh of the hollow men. When the blue and the grey and the black and the white return to black again. And it's one misstep, and down the face of the wall I fall for you. In the comfort of your crossing here, Miriam, Miriam is blue... Subconscious eradication of promises and trust. I'm only turning away from you to follow you down to the dust. You despise these night, you curse these days in your crucible of empty lies, but, our time was fleeting. You left me breathing, but never more the wise. Oh Abigail, it's deafening to sleep in the sigh of the hollow men. When the blue and the green and the red and the white return to black again. And it's one misstep, and down the face of the wall I fall for you. In the comfort of your crossing here, Miriam, Miriam is blue... |
your silver glimmer haunts me
chasing sundogs in the sky i'm awake
in semuta, and witness to your lie to
sink into the sea to sleep in your darkness we
climb to your temple on the dark side of the moon in
our endless disguise
awaken, awakening time to sleep, perchance to dream in the hollow halls of forever to wait and wait and wait and wait for you timeless, sunless we've become to fall so far, it was all for nothing these things I cannot change these things are said and done your eyes become the chariot of time that tears me across the sky in a reign of sand, to me, to know to always wonder why, to always wonder why... |
| The Beach | Throb (hands of poseidon mix edit) |
| This fear descends on me Believer torn
in disguise beyond memory, I understand where we will go from here...
she's taking me down, we're going down into the believer's doorway staring
down we begin again, and, we begin again
and we fall like circles in the night, and desert waters reach and I feel myself devoured by the beach.. I'm in the throes of your sandstorm of wind and worm and high. This single windowed promise speak I, endless angel wings are nigh.. A dream of dune and serpent, a tree of life masks splinters here.. where I've tasted this heart before, and women walk like insects here... And we fall like circles in the night, and desert waters reach and I feel myself devoured by the beach.. and I will sleep no more... And this beach is poison like the wail of men in Sodom's breast. I've put my angels to the test in this fabled belt of piety burn. Of noble born in this windswept gill, upon my sweating lips turned up into the sky, in hades I will wait and weep for your return. And we fall like circles in the night, and desert waters reach and no one opens up my eyes and I feel myself devoured by the beach....in the throes of your sad sandstorm.. your sandstorm.... |
these echoes play across her footsteps
in the undertow, fading through your winter and all the places that we
used to know colder still these feelings drown beneath your feet in velvet
sounds you bring me here, and bring me home and hold me close, and hold me
down
it's a change, it's a turn it's the wrong way in a city paved with time it's a heart, it's a burn, it's a reason and all the blame was mine it's a night, it's a time for breaking it's a throb in a soul unfurled it's a loss, it's a bridge of silence from here to the end of the world and all we were burns slowly in dying fires and falling trees and we become just one more reaching hand slipped deep into the sea these fading eyes can't catch the light so far in front of me that shines from all you tried to hold and throbs forth to bury me it's a sin, it's a lie, holy water that never removes the stains it's a drug, it's a fix, it's a mainline of the purest form of pain it's a word it's a page of promises that are always broken (but always remain) it's a drown at the hands of poseidon, it will never be, it will never be the same... |
| From A Distance | Sonata In F#m (Amanda's Song) - Instrumental |
| from a distance i see this cynical
world has come to be everything that it promised it never would
become from a distance i see the curtains draw to a close on
the dreamers and poets and all that you love goes down with the
setting sun
their words are written in stone, their faces adorned with gold i've been to their sages and the wisdom of ages but i've never been this cold with cheshire cat smiles they shattered this trust i used to have gold but it soon became dust i don't believe in god, i don't believe in love, but i've always believed in you from a distance i feel the fabrics open in down in your eyes holding close, holding fast, but always holding me down in an instant i try to open these wings unlearning to fly face up to the rain asleep in the stale underground their words are written in stone, their faces adorned with gold i've been to their sages and the wisdom of ages but i've never been this cold with all that you love, and all that you need no matter how long you try to believe in the dreams that won't come and the words that won't go either way, in the end you know one foot on the staircase, one foot on the plains either way i'll be waiting for you in the sun and the rain i've never been this high, i've never slipped this low the things that i dream, the dreams that i love are the only things left that you'll never know |
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| Surface | Murrain (remix) |
| the visitor awakens, surface in your
dream, one slip beneath your sleep fading picture dissapear into the haze,
though crushed beneath your feet uninvited in the gates around your heart,
so close, so close to fall apart time and time again, fingers in the
light, waiting in the night waiting in the night
invisible distraction easily forgotten, please, no more words you say (invisible, unreachable, deny me everything) take all i have to give, just burn it down, don't let me stand in your way (unloveable, discarded, colder than i'll ever be) and punish without reason like tides to the shore, i'll drown you in forgiveness (desirelines, the waiting time, what once was mine is now denied) what i was or what i could have been is of no consequence to you now, you say (but i will wait, come back to me...) it's this fear of the inevitable, the parting of ways, your smile as you walk away two turns and you're right back where you used to be, falling free from me, not what you want me to be i could sit in your room at your feet and still feel you more than a million miles away from me and time is gone, and time will turn, and time is the fire in which we burned...... |
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the dark of night i watch the shadows loom the
entity waits in the corners watching my every move a
knock at the door, a break in the waiting, an end to the silence
an end to the hopes and remains
i turn to the light and open the door but cannot break the static sound and all my actions amount to nothing whether giving up, or giving in, or never coming down all the dreams i had to give were all the things you disdained what used to be mine became yours in the end what used to be pure had become so murrain and the spirit of hope lies hopelessly still the hurting will heal but the heart never will the dreams that i share are the first things they take sometimes i believe i was god's first mistake i don't believe in progress, i don't believe in change i don't have anything you'd want to steal i don't believe in god, i don't believe in love and i don't believe i can feel with cheshire cat smiles she shattered this trust we used to have gold but it soon became dust set course on the waves and unfurled my sails what used to be hope, just one more reason to fail and the spirit of hope lies hopelessly still and the hurting will heal but this heart never will and the dreams that i share they are the first thing they take sometimes i believe i was god's first mistake... |