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Bios
06:18
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I hide in caves
I seek the shadows, I fear
That I am alive
only in that I'm not dead
Dislocation, disassociation
Disconnection, dispossession
You are my refuge
You are my genesis
Touch me with light
Touch me with your hand of peace
Cause I still feel fear
There's a bright moon above us tonight and I see
Rivers rush down into a dark sea
I long to know you beyond the bloom of our words
Morning and evening
Rooms filled with voices, I feel
Loneliness, that pain beneath all other pain
Resurrection, reconciliation
You are my refuge
You are my genesis
Touch me with light
Touch me with your hand of peace
Cause I still feel fear
There's a bright moon above us tonight and I see
Rivers rush down into a dark sea
I long to know you beyond the bloom of our words
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Psuche
05:46
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I know a dark day
Born in the valley of the void
Lost again and the walls go on and on
Time fills me with its blood
And all these lines run on endlessly
I am a sultry day
I am a cloud in the evening gloom
I'm not myself tonight
I'm the spirit of silence in the room
And oh my heart it gives and gives to you
And oh my soul it gives and gives to you
And oh my head it gives and gives
Time fills me with its truth
That all these lives run on endlessly
I am a flower here
Blooming in a cold room
I am a string
Dangling in the winter wind
Lost again and the walls go on and on
Lost again and the walls go on and on
Never been that good at being double
If I give I give my whole soul
Never been too loose with my affections
If I love I love with everything
Breathe into the void
Never been too loose with my affections
If I love I love with everything
Lost again and the walls go on and on...
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Zoe
06:21
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(The fields, the ocean, the mountains, devotion)
Though the earth shakes the hills
They will never be the fields
Though the wind moves the grass
It will never be the ocean
Though the waves rise up
They will never be the mountains
Though my heart tries its best
It will never be unbroken
But in the garden, in the afternoon
I heard a new word
That every given thing
Sleeps in the arms of the Lord
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FROOS Somerville, Massachusetts
FROOS is the musical project of Bruce Buescher, a composer and musician currently residing in San Antonio, TX. Influenced by a classical background, FROOS's songs seek sonic depth and complexity, often drawing on landscapes for inspiration, giving the music a cinematic quality. ... more
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