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Chiaroscuro

what have we become?
oh my words and our little homes
while the world is waiting for my sacrifice

oh lord send me a child so I can make him christ

 

we have surely lost our way

rockets fall to the ground like snow

 

let's make a red red riot
let's make a big bright fire
cause we're all so tired of this
but we still crush dreams it seems

 

these accidents are ours

we're indifferent cowards
in this reckless choir we dwell

go grasp for the idle bells

 

Yr Heart Isn't A Heart
it will blow our brains out
(in the morning in the rain we will swiftly go insane)
and the snakes will eat our souls
(that's what I've been told)
and the preacher has a plan
(he conducted all the thoughts that lay buried in my head)

he was wrong about the past
(but the future's dark)

 

don't you feel the chemicals?
(that are spinning us around making terrifying sounds)

and a missil sun fell down upon my solitude
would you like crucify?
(the broken and the poor, all the children we ignore)

would you care to join the lie that we are fighting for?

 

oh mother earth
for a minor worried shout
let us televize your heart
oh mother earth
your old heart is bleeding
oh mother earth we are sorry and blind

 

Arrows
the hands are reaching for the bright black morning light

our leader down on his knees right before our eyes
and suddenly we're coming home

we're growing strong

we're coming home again all through this little wonder

 

and all of you

destroyed with nothing but a stone or two 

lay down your sword, this boy turned gold from blue

before the men take off your crown, be true

the arrows float over us

 

so hear the children play

the same old songs the same old plan

hear the old folks pray

because then you'll understand that
the sun will shine
the rain will fall

the sun will shine again
all through this little wonder

 

and all of you 

destroyed with nothing but a stone or two 

lay down your sword, this boy turned gold from blue 

before the men take off your crown, be true

the arrows float over us

 

We Were The Core Seeds
we cover heads to rest our bones
we cover for the thrown stones
we travel with our stories told
they think they know us but they don't 

we sing our gentle songs of hope
we sing around a fire cold
we blow away the winds of gold
now my tripper is gone

 

and they laugh as we stumble / cry as we rise

on this mountain I found my goal in time
of course it is windy
our frozen feathers won't fly

still their eyes are closed
I suppose they think they know us

but they don't know what we know

to kneel to feel the real is all

 

and where all the animals go
we build our homes on feeble logs

we were the core seeds
now we plead low

 

they say
trust the bible
trust the banker
there is a reason there are monsters sleeping

now we can hear messy hearts beating
or just the wall between
they think they know us but they don't know what we know

 

sedduce me
attract me
produce me
come swallow me
I'd loose it all to shine

under my coat and skin water will still crawl in

and down, down, down

 

Caressed
trembling glass in concrete walls
I built my house upon a rock
broke no trees and broke no bones

as nothing seemed to happen

but now
the tip tap toes
and the splendid joy
in all our poses still we know

 

caressed with bones that burn my ridged fingers

blessed and blown by your love
caressed with bones that burn
now the avalanche is here

let's follow

 

oh my god so hard to believe
your words they sometimes disappear 

hiding in my family's home
I'm grateful for the peace there

but now
the tip tap toes
and the splendid joy in all our pauses still we know

 

caressed with bones that burn my ridged fingers 

blessed and blown by your love
caressed with bones that burn
now the avalanche is here

we'll follow you 'till the end

 

Beast
tigers and lions
angels and paper planes
don't be the first to walk out the door again

there is a beast there a beast

 

and then
my heart will beat again
my soul will sing thy name

the fields won't stay the same 

 

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Einar Stray Orchestra

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