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Uncanny Valley
04:03
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air like water in my lungs, friends who speak in foreign tongues... now it seems to me i am just a stranger with my name, and there are times i see something so familiar that it breaks my heart to know i'm not the same. even though i'm here alone, i still feel you in my bones... now it seems to me you are just a stranger with your name, and there are times you see something so familiar that it breaks my heart to know you're not the same. days roll over fields of clover, and the seasons turn. now it seems to me we are only strangers with our names, and there are times we see something so familiar that it breaks our hearts to know we're not the same.
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The Only Thing
05:19
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you are the only thing that frightens me these days. cold and collected now -- is this how life goes? if you were made of glass, would you break slowly? you are the only thing that shatters me these days. you are the only thing that gets to me these days. and the half-made angels with their wings of feathers, aluminum and twine are the ones who linger in the corridors and windows...
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At Your Door
04:15
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destiny and me, we don't get along. i don't look at it and it moves on. all i have is hope that i'm doing right; all i have is you tonight. happiness and me, we aren't easy friends we both know it's always gonna end. all i want's a holy moment free of fear; all i have is here in all these tangled wires inside my core. i flicker at your door. history and me, we have severed ties; to collect the years is just to die. all i want is just a single perfect day. all my hours spark away in tangled wires inside my core. i flicker at your door, but you are a blessing. you are a blessing. destiny and me, we don't get along. i don't look at it and it moves on. all i have is hope that i'm doing right; all i have is you tonight
tangled wires inside my core. i flicker at your door. i've been so sick, but i'm convalescing. you are a blessing. you are a blessing.
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Imogene
03:32
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you, my sudden bird, my shipwrecked words, oh my magnetic sea, hollowing the sky, imogene. you, my paper stars, my shallow scars, oh my magnetic sea, swallowing the sky, imogene. when you look at me, you are a window i can barely see through. when you look at me, you are a window i can't even bear to look through, imogene.
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The Echo Wall Washington, D.C.
Formed in 2009 as a songwriting outlet and solo project, The Echo Wall has gradually become a large band with arrangements that bridge the gap between twangy and symphonic and offer a lush take on Americana.
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