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River Chant
01:55
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The river inherits the sea
When the ocean returns from the sky
The river inherits the sea
The debt will be paid when you die
Hands go numb
Lungs gasp and fill
The Tide rises as it will
Flesh intertwined
In muck and silt
The tide rises as it will
The river inherits the sea
When the ocean returns from the sky
The river inherits the sea
The debt will be paid when you die
The crawlers feed
On bodies bloat
Swept away and dragged below
The tides arise
And rivers run
All the water moves as one
The river inherits the sea
When the ocean returns from the sky
The river inherits the sea
The debt will be paid when you die
The river inherits the sea
When the ocean returns from the sky
There's nothing forever or free
Our debt will be paid when we die
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Still Waters
02:42
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I walk down by my still waters
Await the flood to rise
Swallow the streets, come up through the gutters
Cast this world aside
You the terror in my heart,
With surface mirror still
And riptides calm, I carry on
And trudge down through the silt
I walk down by my rivers edge
Alone, wait for the tide
Over the banks, through the reeds and sedge
To cast this world aside
The quiet of the drowning deep
And rolling rage that lies beneath
With lonely heart and spiteful hand
At the water’s edge I stand
I walk down by my still waters
Await the flood to rise
Swallow the streets, come up through the gutters
Cast this world aside
My river, carry me alone
As tides rise in my blood
The current flows, through flesh and bone
The fury and the flood
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The Prophet's Song
04:16
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The youngest son
The least of three
Pulled up from obscurity
The youngest son
The thirsting one
The chosen witness of the flood
Oh The prophet learned the song
Of water cold, of breath that’s gone
And the prophet held the weight of that
Revelation on his brothers back
The young man caught, in rivers flow
Had still a hundred miles to go
Crushed and crumpled at the gate
He’d learn his lesson first to wait
Waist deep in mud and deathly still
The prophet knew the water’s will
He knew he had not come to fail
That his work would be to great avail
And when the young man first turned flesh
To the form his rushing god had wished
And formed a saint from heresy
His failure was for none to see
Upon deeper truth they would alight
This is the part they will not right
The break in heart, or gut or will
Washed away with all the swill
The youngest son
The hungry one
Has writ his name in silt and blood
And when his time and work is done
His melody
Will still live on
Oh his verse will still be sung
Oh his verse will still be sung
Oh! His verse will still be sung
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Lay Down Your Head
03:22
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Lay down your head for the rising tide
Twist in the mud on the hook and line
But the water must rise and a god be fed
Lay down your head on the river bed
Lay down your head in among the reeds
Where the cold shivers and water seeps
In through your skin till it chills the blood
Lay down your head for the coming flood
Lay down your head in the current’s grasp
As the song of your cries gargles into gasps
You’ll sing as your throat fills and your lungs burn
Lay down your head where the water churns
Lay down your head below the waves
Forget what you were and from where you came
As the dark claims your eyes the deeps music plays
Lay down your head and be washed away
You’ll twist and reshape as your flesh unfurls
‘Round barnacled bones the green weeds curl
The hermit crabs crawl through your chest gaping wide
Lay down your head in the rising tide
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