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The Fifth Acre
05:15
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Down a Wooded Driveway
Anchored to this ground
There sits a house
It's plastered so vivid inside and out
From time to time it's light explodes
Bursting blues and greens into the night sky
Flickering light
She whispers reds and yellows
Lilacs Bloom
Swimming between these evergreens
Dirt and earth weave away roots of an ashy memory
The heart of this house outgrows its mossy roof
So its pinks and purples drip and seep into the clean dirt
The gentle ghost knives limb through limb
You kept your lips stretched for miles and miles and miles
You laid silent, until she crushed the air around your head
Bursting blue and greens into the night sky
Flickering light
She whispers reds and yellows
Lilacs Bloom
Swimming between these evergreens
Dirt and earth weave away roots of an ashy memory
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Acrylic Road
04:59
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I heard cloud whisper through my hair
The barbed fence ticks like a picture wheel
I went to see the sky at its lowest tide
I want to see this drenched in its graphite dreams
Mountain peeks scraped away by the gentle hands of a giant white ghost
Thats where you'll find me today
I took the long way home
I want to be where blades of grass flicker to the sound of rain
layers of watercolor wilt with the fallen brush stroke
I went to see the sky at its lowest tide
I want to see this town become drenched in its own graphite dreams
This acrylic road has its faults but its my sanctuary
I took the long way home
I took the long way home
I took the long way home
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Aphonic
07:44
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In the crowded street
I feel a heavy gaze
I look around
Nothing but static
Nothing but everything
These times have all changed
Or maybe it's just the rain
It soaks through, and rinses out our words
Flowing through the veins of this city
Bursting hearts with immune hands
The sand between our feet washed away
Shaking like a leaf, pale, aphonic
The words gush like blood between the teeth
They gush like blood between the teeth
To have the water fill the body
The ocean's in the heart, the river is in my arms
And the rain in my hands
Still not enough what is it I can't understand
Can't understand
Shaking like leaf I'd be all of that
Denying my element
Full of false memories
No the words they gush like blood between the teeth
It's raining, down, down, down.
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A candle lit room
Maps limp, outstretched on the floor
A full pack rests against the door
Vibrant eyes ready to taste the exotic air of a different land
His reflection smiles in the mirror
A flicker of light he disappeared
Life bogged down in a valley sunken
A promise of life hidden within the mountains
A colored sky waves the sun goodnight
Again, again, again
How can my eyes fill myself whole when I leak through
How can I smile with my lips tied to the floor
How can my eyes fill myself whole when I leak through these pours
The cracks within his skin breath out emptiness
How long can you keep this up
How long, how long
How long can you keep this up
Deep between the trees
Lights give birth to something
How can my eyes fill myself whole when I leak through my pours
How can I smile with my lips tied to the floor
They're tied to the floor
Deep between the trees
Lights give birth to something
How long can you keep this up
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The Arborist Corbett, Oregon
My name is Carson Schnackenberg, and I am a music producer from the beautiful Colombia Gorge, Oregon. All my songs are written, sang, produced, mixed, and mastered by me.
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