Recorded at Headgear and Lord Baltimore with Chris Moore.
Feel your best on the crest of a dying trance
holding close what is always unfolding
when the violence of hope sends its last command
Can we break into flight with a purpose?
Even in this hall of mirrors long and winding roads
break the world in versions clearer
nearer where I'm going
Keeping straight all the lace that is hard to string
sit and wait for the voice that is nurturing
There's something that wants to be known
trapped in the rivers of old
born in the wake of a vibrant waterfall
always rising to withdraw
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