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1964
07:47
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flooded lives, homes adrift
gone in seconds
but the mountains never fell
in high tide, the water that rised so quickly
did eventually come back down
bearing the weight of all the fear
forever changed lives and forgotten years
all made into a new
the street that stood on wooden planks
the feet that walked of those who whistled and sang
1964
we could have lost so much more
stories to be told
of the place once here before
1964
what once was is now no more
i've seen the whales in the bay
i've seen the fish run away
but they all came back
i;ve heard the sirens ever week
i've felt the shake
but i've never seen the water displaced
we've all drove for shelter
we've all climbed the hill
we've all ran away
but only just to be safe
and this next wave
if it ever comes
will be the day
will be the big one
some day, we start all over
some day, we remove ourselves
from the village we've created
upon the mountains
that never fell
1964
we could have lost so much more
at the end of the world
but we soon returned
1964
what once was is now no more
1964
what now is may be no more
(born again, good friday, another life, this friday)
1964
what has always been
what will always be
what lives forever
what stands up tall
what never really changes
what never falls
1964
the end of the world
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2. |
Red Mountain
06:11
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we were prospectors panning in the river
we were trespassers in your home
we were tree huggers finding out roots
and we were creek waders, kicking off our boots
we were in red mountain valley
when we heard the whistling sound
we were trapped between two mountains
when i forgot to kiss the ground
we were swimming in the ponds
and we were climbing on the rocks
i made a home when i could fit between the cracks
and i sat on top while i ate my snacks
we were in red mountain valley
we were in the collapsed mines
oh god, look what they've done to you
oh god, look how they left you behind
he was a homesteader all alone
he was slowly growing old
one day a vision of life from above
coming to steal his only love
kidnapped cattle in the dead of the night
showering in the heavenly light and
stricken with fear and blinded in shock
he threw out his clothes and began to walk
what pushed you away? what tore down the roads?
what flew from above, and what had the mines closed?
some places we aren't meant to be
without a challenge, without breaking our feet
i believe in a holy ghost
helping give us what we need most
no rivers of sand made of gold
we were the trespassers in your home
(we were in red mountain valley)
where
we
are
born
again
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3. |
Jakolof Bay (interlude)
02:51
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4. |
Jakolof Bay Rd.
05:25
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when i'm out living my new life
keep me by your side
keep the car driving
keep me under your eye
under your wing
i can't see a thing
carry on carrying me up and down
take off all my clothes and lie me on the ground
bathe in the stream
keep me under your wing
life is more than a dream
when i'm under your wing
the unclimbable wall at the center of it all
i can't help but stare
so could you lift me in the air?
under your wing
i can't see a thing
life is more than a dream
when i'm under your wing
so make me a gull
come on, make me a crow
and i'll sway with the trees and trail you below
move with the street
keep it under my wings
a tower of stone while you're all on your own
beneath the tumbling snow
a spirit is born, again
through the long winding road
while you're all on your own
a spirit is born
while you're all on your own
as i watch from above
just try to keep up
the rolling of wheels
the kicking up dust
the ice on the street
the snapping of strings
when i'm under your wings
when you're under my wings
so give me a tail
give me a beak
lift me up high above the sea
and i'll play with the wind
i'll move with the streets
i'll keep my pace
i'll float in the breeze
move in degrees, it seems to be
a clear path ahead
but there's something i haven't said
an obstacle lies before me
though i act so free, i can only use my feet
moving on to another week, i've had my fun but now i must leave
another time and another place
i make my pace, but there's something in the way...
(move me...)
(move me...)
(come on, push me...)
(push me...)
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5. |
Graduation (prelude)
04:33
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i've been alive almost 18 years, and still
the birds can sing better than me
they were born to be
what i've become
a messenger
a climber of mountains
you have to do it once in your life
i've been stiff
this whole time
looking down to see
the view is so different than i imagined
i couldn't see my house
the wind blew us down
the top around
was more rocks than dirt
and i could see the curve of the world.
you have to do it once in your life
you have to do it once in your life
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6. |
Graduation
05:39
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it won't matter what
what i become
you'll always be
towering over me
there's nothing else
from here that counts
towards anything
from here i see...
down there, seldovia sits
like the world i lived
but i never did
and now i've done all there is
i can see my world is big
below me, my home waits
for me
patiently
if i could walk the streets
from miles above
circle the peaks
and every thing between
and i can see the tops of the trees
and as much as i had to fear, in the end
the sky was clear
and as much as the bugs were out that day
i could see the head of the bay
and maybe my spirit was down
but then i turned around
and even though i could barely walk
i'm glad you dragged me up it
so i could see
now my life is complete
down there, seldovia sits
like the world i lived
whenever i did
and now i've seen all there is
i believe my world is big
below me, seldovia sits
like the world i lived
and i could have been
the one to make it to the end
and in a way, i sort of did
so here i am
and i'd do it again
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7. |
Snowbirds
07:23
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snowbirds
give us a chance to learn
you have another life i'm sure
let us give it worth
snowbirds
with frosted wings
your arrow in the sky
your everything
sits uselessly
if you could see
the true beauty
beyond scenery
snowbirds
your property
isn't mine to keep
but it might as well be
snowbirds
in the palm of the world
as you carry your weight
to another place
snowbirds
in the palm of the world
with every turn
your nest will burn
snowbirds
with wealth you can
but no wealthy man
could understand
snowbirds
you build your home
and you leave it alone
and you leave it alone
snowbirds
you build your home
with a beautiful view
that deep dark blue
and i wish you were
high in the clouds
and staring down
at our little town
softly
then you could see
the true beauty
now flutter your wings
snowbirds
what's stopping you?
crack your window
and begin to float
snowbirds
give us a chance to learn
you have another song, i'm sure
let us make it heard
(the snow will stay a few more days, but as you grow old it's not so cold)
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8. |
New Faces
03:01
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every day around noon
i watch the town that we all knew
crumble like rubble
as they pile off in numbers
and i wish them well
if the stores all close
there'd be nowhere else to go
soon
summer homes evaporate
foliage to take their place
wouldn't that be swell?
and i wish them well
and i wish them well
undo your passerby nature
asking questions
taking pictures
i know it's easy to be clueless
i know it's hard to by anything else
come in a few months
windows boarded up
wherever everyone one else is
could you spare a thought?
and i'd rather not
still in the smallest of places
everyday, new faces
so much joy, unapparent
so much potential
covered up
i could never tell
and i hate to ask
if you're leaving now
could you please come back?
pitchforks
torches
all your life
new names
new faces
all alike
i come in with hatred for whoever
and they change my mind by the end of the day
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9. |
Grounded
02:22
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if i stop my stride where the streetlights end
and brush my hair away
and shake my hands
something is waiting in darkened corners
every second is getting colder
nervous gazes, shooting around
i've walked to all places in this town
sweating, itching, looking down
who knew there's so much here on the ground?
and if i cared to look up now
i'd catch the air and hear a sound
familiar voices shout from across
the street is silent, except when i cross
nervous paces, looking behind
every car is waiting to find
a sweatshirt kid run into the road
without looking, and without knowing
why i fear the sudden scolding:
walk on the left, as grandpa once told me
why aren't loving gestures allowed
to keep me from staring at the ground?
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10. |
Surrounded
06:37
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we're surrounded
on all sides
in high tides
and passing strides
that's when they shoot your dog
i've found it
the mean tide line
and i'm stuck
on a strip of sand
that's when they sue your ass
my whole life
i have walked
now i must row
a family dying
never once
you let us go
and of course i've heard you
talking nicely
in the streets
and i've seen that face
and the once i never really want to meet
tell me how
you see yourself
is this what you wake up to?
in the mirror every morning?
what did we really do?
a swarm of bees
the summer heat
burns a hole
through your feet
even the concrete
makes it known
you can't go home
on your own
i know you can trust
you have no home near us
a rising cloud of ash
surrounding you at last
a whole family
busy grieving
a town mourning
this complex
greed is a drug
i never want to take
and i know hate
the wrong path
but why does it seem
like the only way
i know some day
you'll watch the waves
rise up high
you'll meet the tide
you'll see your life
flash before your eyes
we're surrounded
by people like you
wealth and power
here are now brand new
while i wish you
the very best
i wish that for us
not for you
now your borders
are forever broken
the town can walk
walk right through
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11. |
Rocks
01:49
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the largest sense of love i've found
is stepping out of my home
and gazing left unto the vast well-known
but i haven't known you like i should
i've known you as a place
as each car and each passing face
not the life i have come to know
now i slowly watch it go
and beyond this perspective shrinks
the mountain tops and everything
a stones throw away they say
and beyond that how to spend my day
lying in the scorching sand
feel it crumble in my hand
billions of grains, and then me
crushing millions with my feet
walking back, with no haste
i wonder what i should do today?
i look left and see the shore
i look left and see the coast
rocks splayed out from miles away
it seems the beaches grow everyday
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12. |
Seasonal
04:02
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cased in ice
pesticides
nature has her strings tied
to branches
to leaves
to trees
and running up it
this year, i am her puppet
one last year, i stand above it
in treetops
a leg slips
a body drops
it's skull splits
cased in ice
buried alive
nature has her strings tied
i'll be her swing set
hung up here, unearthed
the feeling will return
up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down
cased in ice
every night
nature has her strings tied
but i thaw
and i break
they're brittle
they're frayed
this year, i am okay
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13. |
Seldovia Bay (interlude)
03:33
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14. |
Seldovia
10:48
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my town may be no better
than yours, or it may never
grow in size, bustling streets
full restaurants, ships come in fleets
but i'm proud of my town
and i love my town
and every place that i go
nothing reminds me of home
nothing compares, and i know
when i think i am alone
you'll always be
apart of me
and every endless season
and every darkened day
comes with a brand new reason
a pledge from a mistake
and i love my home
and what i've been shown
maybe it took some time but
life chases far behind
the world is heavy
give in already
the world is ready
give in already
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zack scribner Seldovia, Alaska
20y/o noise maker from seldovia, alaska
residing in portland, oregon
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