1. |
Morning
03:28
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Would you say
that you’re better off anyway?
All in all, but you know things change
all in all, but you know things change
Could you see?
that what’s yours is mine
and I am free
time and time again you’ll see
Even though it’s dark you’ll find relief
and I know it’s not sane
and I know it’s not sane
and I know it’s not sane
and I guess it’s still just not the same
over and out i guess you’ll be
afraid of leaves, unintrigued
As the light it falls and breaks your dreams
If you could just watch out for me
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
There’s a moment
when you wake up
and see yourself
when you wake up
and time is out
in the morning
when you wake up
And see yourself
When you wake up
and time is out
Now that time is up I guess we’ll see
what exactly will become of me
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2. |
Less Sun
02:23
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There is a lesson
rising there
Blinding, lightening
Won’t you let me in?
It’s a strange old thing, cornering
Staring off into the wind
Cold controlling
Where I’m going
Motion of the setting sun
Biding to become
It’s a strange old thing, wandering
Staring off into the wind
There is less sun, my son
There is less sun, my son
There is less sun, my son
There is less sun, my son
Quiet, timing
Spent reminding
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3. |
Lost Waltz
03:51
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Tenderness, so slow
I coulda sworn I’d seen ya movin' through the yard
Carrying a basket full of favors
For the neighbors hiding out in our trees
Wandering bees
They take off their clothes just like us
At the end of the night
They try to say that the honey ain’t worth the fight
But I know better
The moon she comes in, slowly moving
Through the clouds now lost
And mama, you’re still singing
Somewhere off in my thoughts
Wandering bees
They all take off their clothes just like us
At the end of the night
They try to say that the honey ain’t worth the fight
But I know better
When they told me
I guess I had time still
I coulda sworn I was running through the yard
With you right there
Cause out there on the porch there’s an echo
Stuck repeating in double time
Wandering bees
They take off their clothes just like us
At the end of the night
They try to say that the honey ain’t worth the fight
But I know better
Yeah I know better
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4. |
Taken Aback
03:49
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Toe the line
Now I’m moving
Without wondering where I’ll be
In the summer, I’m uncovered
there you might see me
so I’m leaving, done believing
Not trying to find the piece
Of tomorrow, that you borrowed
I’ve been taken aback
I followed the path
I thought you’d made
Anti winter, See it splinter
Watch it curl out of time
as I’m bleeding through the seasons
Still trying to draw a line
Caught up coasting, losing moments
crooked traces that unwind
Now it’s my stumbling wrath
The shadows are still the same
Guess I’ll wander and laugh
as time dances away
For a moment
So meet me in the meadow
in the morning
where my mind won’t open
I’ll see you in the traces
in the fences
in the shading, there
Just don’t listen to the whispers
that’ll warn you of where you’re going
Cause if I leave here without warning
Just know that you’ll find a way home
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5. |
Trees, Through Freezing
05:03
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Falling up through noonday
See there’s a fire on the horizon
Burning up all that you know
It’s an air that’s changing
more than you could ever
count on caught up in another countdown
Time is running away from us
and I try to act as if
it don’t matter
But I’ll love you
Through freezing
Calling time
when you find some sort of truth colliding
With the breath you leave behind
And the trees they’ll take it off of your hands
The trees they’ll take it off your hands
I hope you understand
Time is running away from us
and I try to act as if
it don’t matter
But I’ll love you
Through freezing
Where do we go from here?
When unfolding comes
And you go on your way
Distant summer calling
Where did June go?
I saw you running
Seeing all the truth that sinks its weight into your bones
Little rivers, weaving figures for hours on end
It’s pulsing in your head
Where did June go?
Where did June go?
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6. |
Willowing
04:45
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I'm calling, not leaving
Just trying to get out
and my head's still spinning
when I pull it out of the ground
And you say to me,
"Darling, what are you doing?"
Hell, I guess I don't know
But sunsets are grueling
You said the air it lies
Sometimes you gotta find out what it hides
From your lungs, away from the sun
Somewhere in moments, spinning circles
Untold, to keep moving
And then I tried to take my time
Stuck, hanging around like a willow
But then I lost my mind
Missing the forest for the trees
"Well son, can't you see?
There's gotta be some kind of silver lining"
Yeah we'll head into the shade
as the clouds they pass, and leave us
behind them
You said the air it lies
Sometimes, you gotta find out what it hides
From your lungs, away from the sun
Somewhere in moments, spinning circles
Untold, to move
When the lightning comes leaving jagged cries
Where sun lessons take hold
The willows they pretend to know why
In echoes, untold
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7. |
Dream Spell
03:53
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Rest time, done trailing down genuine gravity street
Read in the garden again this dream was incomplete
Would a cool fall tide me over to tie up these loose ends?
Renewed it, you wash it to clear out the singe that had settled in
I’d heard the whippoorwill had a gift to give
And white spells that the sparrow set aside for the seer to live
There’s a fire burning in slow motion on the hill
Where the water can’t rise and the wind has got time to kill
You always hid now the water bottle destroys the queue
Test mockery, the way it ticks, knocks over your plain view
Ya wander by with some sickness teething on letters
Feeling tonight that your own home it won’t last you through the winter
I’d heard the whippoorwill had a gift to give
And white spells that the sparrow set aside for the seer to live
There’s a fire burning in slow motion on the hill
Where the water can’t rise and the wind has got time to kill
He tried to believe that the ghost knew where the lovers fought
Zero times, a duel of pebbles, oughta show you what it costs
Newer water, ray of old sunlight now wreathed in guilt
The genius sees some sad salvation hidden in the sky they built
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8. |
Oso Oscuro
04:15
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Sigue avanzando
Esta noche negra
Me envuelve en sus brazos
como un rio de piedras
Y me tira al piso
Como si fuera un oso
Ooooooooh
Oso oscuro
Ahí
lleno de odio
Aqui
Cansado y entre medio
Me espera el fondo
Me espera el fondo
Si encuentras un rio, escondido
Y yo, roto
Donde entra el agua
Pero tu ves que no fluye
Por favor, sigue
No pares, no pares
Porque eventualmente
Ahi viene la lluvia
Y ahi correremos con la corriente
Cuando venga
Cuando venga
Dejalo correr
Adelante!
Avanzamos!
Hacia el fondo
Nos espera el fondo!
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9. |
Glass Hours
04:22
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Glass hours they keep breaking
Now night it keeps on faking me
Out of my mind
But i’ll just have to find more
Glass hours
Glass hours
More fragile than a dried out flower
Glass Hours
The birds on my shirt
They’ve faded and are no longer white
Soaked in the river of time
I’m hung up, waiting out to dry
Til I know I’m not confined
Glass hours
Glass hours
More vacant than the maple's bower
Glass Hours
Oh, the river, it freezes
Riding the waves of a winter storm
But if you need me
You can find me on the shore
Glass hours
Glass hours
More broken than porcelain towers
Glass hours
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10. |
Ceiling Lightning
04:48
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Listening to the way
The air moves
Around you
Darkened water won’t clear up
For anyone
Surely not you
If you could see
Living on the line
Blinded in some stranger's light
Falling to the side
Where the tide don't change
As the moon comes up shining through
The late night rain
Stuck carrying a weight
You cannot drop
Like clothes
That the rain just soaked
Will you leave the cave?
Will you fight it off?
The ceiling lightning
Cast off your shadow
Will you run with me?
Will you follow the sun?
The clouds are clearing
Try hard to see it
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11. |
Arabia Mountain
04:12
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Birds arguing, the heart of the matter
Stones shifting they all dance together
As chance would have it, the luck of the draw
All these things, they show the wind
How it comes through your head, It blows down the avenue
Keeps the leaves busy before they can get to you
And the light it sends you away
Before you sit down and your memory don’t stay
Tourist of revolutions, going to the house
Where were you then, what’ve you done to be proud?
10 days I’m echoing, lighter and heavier
Like the water that soaks through the coin
I don’t know if this’ll keep quite as well as dirt
But when you put away time, what’s there left to deserve
The furies they flew away, somehow this was worse
Than the madness they gave to the bold
Well it's half in the tank, given, to fight off a fever dream
Vanilla worries, a hollering dog sleeps with me
Freedom tonight it won’t sweat through this fog
So it settles down, broken, across my pond
A rip, straight across, Arabia mountain
The Strega it chills me to change my location
Damn me, the sun is stuck, somehow I’m still chasing it
Injury cooling my home, just children inside waiting to become grown
By chance and reality, you see, love keeps you naked
Your words they confuse you, somehow they’re still breakin'
And someone else’s courage it comes for the takin'
Wearing a yellow coat to weather the storm
Well it's half in the tank, given, to fight off a fever dream
Vanilla worries, a hollering dog sleeps with me
Freedom tonight won’t sweat through this fog
So it settles down, broken, across my pond
A rip, straight across, Arabia mountain
The Strega it chills me to change my location
Damn me, the sun is stuck, somehow I’m still chasing it
Injury cooling my home, just children inside waiting to become grown
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Withe Brooklyn, New York
Withe is the musical moniker for Brooklyn based singer/songwriter, Rubén Alvarado. His debut album, There Is Less Sun, is a psychedelic folk, art rock fever dream swirling with visions of sun lessons, whispering willows, and lightning storms that form where they don’t belong…hazy, emotive reflections on love, identity, and riding the winds of change. ... more
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