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  • Bloodwork
  • At The End Of August
  • The Heart And The Shape
  • Slit Wrist Theory
  • Destroy The Map
  • Skin And Atmosphere
  • I'll Go Until My Heart Stops
  • Kenai
  • Turns to Ashes
  • Felt Through a Phone Line
  • With Nothing Underneath
  • Installing The Catheter
  • Cure Eclipse
  • Elysium
  • We Gave It Hell
  • Waterhaul
  • On Any Given Night
  • The All Night Lights
  • Midnight Swim
  • Aurora
  • Bury Me Where I Fall
  • An Agreement Called Forever
  • One More Word
  • The Great Descent
  • Absent Are The Saints
  • We Cannot Deny
  • Eightminutesupsidedown
  • Dislocate
  • Ceramic
  • Chalk White
  • All I Am
  • The Back Harlow Road
  • Circle the Drain
  • Waiting On A War
  • Song For The Fisherman
  • Left Hand Charity
  • The City Ignites
  • Only A Year Or So...
  • Clear The Coast
  • When Distance Is The Closest Reminder
  • Vast And Vague
  • Between the Anchor and the Air
  • Two Months From A Year
  • The Tide And Its Takers
  • Northern November
  • Will Pull This In by Hand
  • Also Am I
  • In the Midnights
  • Reviver
  • Whitewater

There were thousands of days
As we traveled down north road
And I remember my uncle on his last day
And how I would kill to shake his hand again
And on goes the battle of years upon years

My father's eyes bring me solace
And his look of focus I try to instill
As my mother reads as an example
Of strength beyond strength
And with her I became me

There are two girls with whom
I've known longer than anyone
And my debt to them is lifetime
The gathering of boys I rely on
Know exactly who they are

And I will build their protection with bloody hands
Some were dealt knuckles and some delivered kisses
But initially my heart was in the right place
There are times when being engulfed by mountains
Are the only signs of safety I know

And I realize I think this way out of neglection
And at the exact thought I reclaim those days of scenery
There are places like the bluffs in Kasil of
And the gravel pits in Sand Lake
That most of us will never forget

Those are the things I wanted to speak of
Those are the things that I dream about
Those are the things that I will definitely die with
And this is the song for the fisherman
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