The TV has run out of advice
And the people you love got nothing to say
But when you ask with a shovel you’ll find your faith
At the bottom of a hole
Have you seen anything that you would doubt me?
When you were not, the stones were singing..
You’re tapping your pen on the desk
Your thoughts have found words
But your lungs don’t have breath
So you’re wasting all your ink circling lines
Your mind is a passenger train
We are more than what night gives us credit for
We were dust, now we’re light!
Father time is a selfish man
He runs on schedule and keeps all of our plans
But what happens when I can’t fit on a clock
I’ll buy my freedom while I can
Burn your list; find your sight, adjust to the night
Give up hope that you’ll be right
Let in the light, illuminate the night
Lighting up the dust floating from my eyes
Perfect Love casts out all fear, so I choose the darkness here
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The Oh Hellos have come to hold a very special place in my heart, not just in this album, but in others as well. Hello My Old Heart was one of the first songs I ever heard by them, and it's been a treasured journey listening to them ever since. ladyoforion
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it's such a beautiful album of grieving and loss and acceptance. it speaks to a particular kind of grief -- not a grieving of one who is lost, but the grieving for one who is still present and still causing pain. i love the last song most because while it could end in pain, or end with the narrators decision to permanently push this person out of their life and that would be justified, it doesn't. instead, it offers something. what is offered? acceptance. hope. and a chance for redemption janmisha
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