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Birthmark
03:41
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Bullet holes inside my body
Death’s number on my arms
The shattered state, the cooling fade of my lungs
Ravened soul, years in the breaking
Wearied as a beggar’s bones
Too many mornings writhe in fate’s disguising song
Oh I am bleeding out from these scars
Oh I’ll run recklessly into the dark
For a new start, a birthmark
Sea of glass on which I’m walking
Bends to break beneath the shame
Why do we slave to build an able ship with doomed remains?
Oh I am bleeding out from these scars
Oh I’ll run recklessly into the dark
For a new start, a birthmark
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Healer Might
02:23
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The healer might, healer might come today
The healer might, healer might, healer might come and take
The healer might come and take away the pain
He might come and take it all away
The healer might, healer might bring the rain
The healer might, healer might leave you in the hurricane
Oh but keep breathing though the pounding waves
They might come and take it all away
The healer might, healer might come and take
Oh when you feel the light come and your body break
Come on, keep it steady as the sun, let the body say
We aren’t in our final frames
I've been waiting here
Chicken scratch prayers, come to pass,
I have ripped out the last of me (can’t you see)
I've been wasting here
I forgot how to breathe
Come, hold me
Hold me
I know that we're still gonna die some day
Would you come and take it all away
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Daughter
03:05
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Father, lead me by your still waters
Save a place for my daughter
Oh with your spirit
The way is dark, how I’ve feared it
A shaky heart is the courier to guide her through the grey
Father, I’ll wear the word as I wander
Through all the world with my daughter
I am broken and faithless
I can’t begin to unmake it
A winter’s hymn is a worry heard beside me on my way
Father, if you hear could you call her
Save a place for my daughter
For my daughter
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Little One
02:47
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Little one, I see
Tender spirit struggling
Little one, I see
Sickened panic, desperate to your knees
Little one, the seed
Symptomatic stuttering
All the world, the grief
Ruin’s grip will come, will wait to feed
Little one, I see
Oh, my love, come free
Your scars the start, you see
You’re all my heart
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5. |
Cutting Teeth
04:11
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Oh, the places that I’ve been
The faces mine offends
Fumbling, fumbling
Though, with murky miles ahead
The fates sing softer, they’re
Humming
Slow, though hurried in the dark,
I hear them calling when it starts
"Go, they’ll find you in the glen
The horsemen closing in
Rumbling
Row, though wilder blows the wind"
Into the river raging white, I’ll start again
"Sleep, while you cut your teeth
Whisky priest
Hope, take it slow
Through the habit’s prey, through the whisky’s weigh
You’ll learn to grow
Hold”
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Worldspin
03:52
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It wasn’t death, it wasn’t flight
It wasn’t debt, it wasn’t blood, it wasn’t crime
The day the Angels fell
It wasn’t lust, it wasn’t sight
It wasn’t sex, it wasn’t love, it wasn’t lies
The day the angels fell
Heaven’s hue, haunting you
It wasn’t trust, belief in a lie
Not the red tape ripping or the run
You can name it all
In a box tethered off to the side
Settle-safe, your labels state your case
The way the angels fell
Heaven’s hue, haunting you
Heaven’s hue, haunting you
It was just a word, whispered light
Just a horsefly ringing in your ear
“You’re in the right”
You can play the fear, you can move the sky
You can make the world spin however you want
With your crooked pride
But it will haunt you, it will haunt you
It will haunt you at night
But it will haunt you, it will haunt you
It will haunt you, the light
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7. |
The Sea and the Moon
04:26
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Lover, you’re a vapor, chasing an evasive rest
Lover you’re the melody I can’t get out of my head
Lover, you’re the amber, the face affixed in every step
Lover you’re the memory I can’t get out of my bed
It happened so soon
The sea and the moon
Weaving the darkness with the light
The sea played its tune
To reason the muse
But it fell far far far far
Lover you’re a cancer, a strain equipped for second death
But lover you’re the remedy, and I can’t get you out of my head
It happened so soon
The sea and the moon
Weaving the darkness with the light
The sea played its tune
To reason the muse
But it fell far far far far
It’s a long way down
It’s a long way down
It’s a long way down
From here
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8. |
Madness
03:06
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When the madness is gone
And the earthquakes have weathered away
When the breathlessness is hushed
And the best is burned to grey
When the magic is lost
In passion and promise’s phase
When tenderness is far
Far with the rest it fades
The end of love, the end of love
Will we find love at the end of love
The end, the end of love
When the damage is done
When bickering burns through the braid
With emptiness the start, the star of a doomed sky, darling will we find
Love, the end of love
The end of love
Will we find love at the end of love
The end, the end of love
Brick by brick we’ll set our place
We’ll carve our names tick by tick into the face
Cause the walls we’ve built will stand the rest of our days
When the madness is gone
My love, will the music still play?
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Still Waters
01:32
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10. |
Morning
03:55
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Wake up slowly, still and softly
Let the looming torment still to break of day
All your weeping, feeble easing
When you cease the feeling you swore
Wait for the morning flood
Wait ’til the glory comes
Wait for the morning
Wake up boldly, firmly walking
Any passing vice a crutch to still the pain
All your drinking, feeble easing
As you see her sinking from shore
Wait for the morning flood
Wait ’til the glory comes
Wait for the morning
Unmade in the warring
You’ll say how the story goes
Just wait for the morning
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Secondhand Savior
02:40
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I am a heartbeat triggered by an unseen tremor
In a waning light
A season’s sigh
I am a watchword waking in the woodshed
Weeping till my words are found
Writing till the ink runs out
Rugged and tried
Covered in lines
I’ll be a secondhand savior to the wasting
Later I’ll be freaking out
A shiver with a scathing doubt
There’s a wrestling venom in my vessels crippling
Everything
I’m waiting till my time runs out
The harder I fight
The steeper the lie
Just see that I’ve tried
I’ve tried
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12. |
Ikon
05:29
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Gentle little light
Kicking at the walls, you hear a call from right outside
Little look-alike
My heart
Bitter storming fight
Chaos of the call, constricting walls
The ending line
Blinking azure eyes
My heart
Autumn night
Terrified
The image and the infinite collide
Spirit burned inside
Your image is the infinite
Please don’t go
Image of my heart
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Ben Noble Minneapolis, Minnesota
Ben Noble is a Minneapolis-based artist and producer. Noble’s serene, innocent melodies drift lithely along sonic textures that range from sleepy-time folk to intrusive, experimental hyper-synth scapes. Through any aural difference, the heart is the same: Noble wants to embody his truth and experiences in his music. ... more
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