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From Holly Hill

from Between Suns by Joel Martin from Toledo

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lyrics

My New Year’s acquiescence..
Twelve month long therapy session.
Image in water,
here’s my first reflection..

I don’t know.. what to be
and another completed trip around the sun don’t change a thing
there’s just a couple things to hold.
but they’re always moving far too fast and when I have them I let go
Floating further in the outer cold..

Moon’s shifting phases
She’s shifting faces,
Says Up there’s so consistent,
but down here certainty evades us.

She don’t know.. who she is.
and no crab shaped constellation makes that any different.
And she’s running out of time.
If the sand would just stop shifting, she’d crawl out into the light..
But the nighttime lasts for days.. sometimes.

He says we’re building toward nothing,
he’s a building that’s crumbling,
with loosening rivets,
he could blow away with the slightest wind..

He don’t know.. what to say..
And no amount of strangers takes the loneliness away..
he’s trying to stay awake..
In his dreams he kicks a folding chair, makes a ceiling fan escape..
Brother.. please stay.

Here comes the impatience of the dawn,
Aided by light pollution from freeway truck-stops.
Guess nothing real should last too long.
The snow will melt from every mountain top.
And then no honest soul escapes..
Being torn out of the sky, and pulled down toward the waves..
Suspended in between the magnet and her solemn sway.
Somewhere off in the distance, I heard a voice solemnly say,
"Time is a broom behind us, sweeping our footsteps away!
Time is a broom behind us, sweeping our footsteps away.."
And there’s just a couple things.. to hold..
But they’re always moving far too fast and when I have them I let go.

And I don’t know why we’re here..
Lying on the rocks, the river ferries off our fears.
And I’m drifting off to sleep..
don’t know what's next, but rising breath, and for now that’s all I need.

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from Between Suns, released April 1, 2019
Joel Martin: vocals, guitars, piano, shaker percussion, bass guitar, toy piano
David Fuller: vocals

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