The Tree Ring - Brushbloom Glow | Текст песни

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Sleep
Softly in the pink heat
Bleeding from the evening softly fleeing from the
Blue East to the coast lets just lay low

Steep
Somewhere in a half-dream
Buried in the line between the chaparral and
Pine trees
All our clarity waits deep laced in the seams

The mountainside will show its jagged face to you
As the shadows travel slow through the golden afternoon
Until I got up close I’d never known
The brushbloom glow

Scattered on the desert floor
Every year the patience of the colors makes me
Love them more
Like floorboards in our homes

Every glimpse of light I see
Is just as soon a memory
And though my logic longs for absolutes
I’m only sure of moments I once knew

And all the things that I’m not proud of but I know I don’t regret

They have made the contrast clear
Every year the faces of these people grow more dear to me
They make me see
They make me


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