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La Honda
05:37
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I want to lean out, I want to see you again
going up the 84 winding
the trees bend in the wind
as if they could be green, like they were back then
before the land became so dry
and the leaves died
I want to send you that letter
that i never sent
La Honda
I want to pass through you again
The ocean won't refuse
to be seen on this bright afternoon
I'll thank the half moon
soon hanging brighter overhead
it laughs at you when your sorrow
says you're dead to choose
La Honda
I want to pass through you again
Apple Jacks and down the road
there was Boots and Saddles
to the bend where San Gregorio meets the sea
You are in front of me
it's past the truth of how much I love you
but will I tell you again?
What could I do without you and your land
La Honda
I want to pass through you again.
So deep the blue skies above the redwood trees
thoughts that you can hear
from the girl that lives up there
So honest and so true
I thank you for everything you do
long may you live
I want to send you that letter
that i never sent
La Honda
I want to pass through you again
La Honda
I want to pass through you again.
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2. |
Hours
04:35
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I spent hours thinking
about the way that we must move
the world demands that you can't stay
I think about how you want to go where
the weather feels your clothes
I will go
I will move
I could cross from one sea to another
no one buys these stories anymore
There is no way to say the things the same way
I am thinking of you
I will go
I will move
All of the things of the moment
sound so absurd
you can't be the way things were
I forget the things that seem so wrong
I will go
i will move
I will go
I will move
If I leave I will leave a way of life behind
I will place my home in order
and take that with me
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3. |
Perfect Pale
04:34
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you can talk about misery
in the perfect pale
off the key
getting grated and
sail from one word
to the next. I tell you
I haven’t heard you for so long
Not this much
If anything
I’m lost without this on
The past has waited for so long
I had some news to tell you
but i seem to have left it somewhere
it’s in a channel that got interrupted
oh the amplified
have been gaining ground
a lesson that is around
make up for the time
it’s not so on the mark
when it’s gone it’s gone
just pick up where you’re going
and get where you belong
And trust the face that is in the blowing leaves
for now
still on the trees
what you left is all I know of you
It’s like that i suppose
the strangers - how they grow
to pick up the way your eyes
lift up to make decision
I saw a black rat on the floor
it ran under the bed
it was there but it didn’t want to be seen
you can be sure of one thing
it’s perfectly clean
it’s just in the minds that are so ugly
that there is no surprise
I’m following your eyes
go get some fruit down the street
I’ll take you to a room
and play you a song
you told me I could not sleep
I’ll see you tomorrow
the space is opening
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4. |
The Marine Layer
05:02
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I’m on the phone with you
video screen shows your face
thousands of miles away
I’m heading out to the streets
(in an hour) i’ll be seeing people
the water is on the stove
you are talking
about my happiness
I am talking about your work
I’m thinking about mine
The sun is out in New York City
The marine layer is over Los Angeles
in a little while the sun
will come out
brighter than you
have ever seen
I wonder what you’ll say?
I know how much you care about your friends
I want you to see them
and feel free
What will we do?
What will we do?
We can be in the sun
in the winter
the desert is a long view
and I could walk for days
the skies have colors
that I saw in a film
and the world that I saw
in a painting
The sun is out in New York City
The marine layer is over Los Angeles
in a little while the sun
will come out
brighter than you
have ever seen
I wonder what you’ll say?
What will we do? I love you so
I want to drift with you
I want to have a home with you
wherever we go
chorus
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5. |
Lungs Are Dreaming
05:28
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Fear of a melody
that is lost in it’s sound
waiting for a breakout
waiting for a time
that is moving
oh where do you want to live?
I suspect you find the sun
a better place to be
A spinning of an apple
in a tree
if you rest you get confused
My lungs are dreaming of you
and I’m convincing you stay
I spot you through the long hours
on the waves of the telephone
you could be caught
you could use some bite
somebody told you once it was fierce
My lungs are dreaming of you
here i am trying to convince you to stay
The wreckage of the still
through the sound
I will see you from a distance
far along down the street
It might be time to talk about some other things
Keeping on if you get out
and use the visions of a different land
My blood is dreaming of you
Here I am trying to convince you to stay
Fear of a melody
that is lost in it’s sound
waiting for a breakout
waiting for a time
that is moving
oh where do you want to live?
My blood is dreaming of you
My lungs are dreaming of you
My lungs are dreaming of you
Here I am trying to convince you to stay
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6. |
Impatient Pines
06:23
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Why let the wind drive you crazy?
Impatient pines lead a song of waiting
Help me to find
the words I need to say
let the needles be greener than before
The day it shines
a cold broken one
imitations to the story
you had it though it happened
Help me to find
The words I need to say
Let the needles grow greener than before
Shadows cut with scissors
first light of day
the needle saw him
in the shape of waiting
In the whispering pines
they seem to have said
these are impatient times
I need to know
cause nothing is sure
it will be there much longer than the waiting
Help me to find the words I need to say
let the needles grow greener than before
let the needles grow greener than before
let the needles get greener than before
let the needles grow greener than before
let the needles be greener than before
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hold the last one for awhile
the night you nearly left here for good
i would spring to my feet
to meet you again
after the cruel hours
had me on my knees
a wind that blows up
through the streets
i remember it seemed cold for days
and it beats down my will
i fall asleep
for an hour
and i dream of the sun
that i know from my home
i just want to run back to you
i see a dead leaf float on the
sidewalk
it reminds me that you are
not here
i could fly, or ride,
maybe find that train
that i hear in the mornings
oh that whistle throws a sound
that is a trail out of here
i might ask you to help me to be cruel
to the things that don’t want me leaving
i close my eyes
and i see you in the cities
where you belong
about the noise and the hours
that the light changes
the shapes of the buildings
your friends call out for you
sometimes the lost have found their
reflection in you
i like this city when it rains
i pass the corners where
i knew that you told me i love you
it makes up for all the pain
i come after the sound of your laughter
it’s what i want to know
because time won’t come back again
it feels good to write this letter to you
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8. |
Against Emptiness
05:37
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Leaves show the sound of the rain
in the hollows of the yard
weather
you stay or you fall
a night that dresses in rags
waits for her moon
and its light to see by
Passes the cloisters of doom
passing the cloister of your room
A stray in the wind
wanders through the door
inertia of breeze
draws a map
and the water clings to the grass
the sky clings to life
bare your teeth as you weep
in the cold where you're keeping your grief
eleven do you walk?
Trees show the sound of the rain
in the hollows of the yard
weather
you stay
or you fall
a night that dresses in rags
waits for her moon
and its light to see by
leaving behind the cloisters of doom
leaving behind the cloister of your room
leaving behind the cloisters of doom
leaving behind the cloister of your room
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9. |
There Are No Words
05:55
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I'm scared to call you
I don't know what it is
you're trying to hide
the things you told me
said it all
I don't want to get in the way
of your comfort
i want you to know
i respect your decision
how you wish to go
I hope that you see light
and that it makes you feel warm
Inside this pain
there are no words
that i could say to you
It makes my mind drift to the west
I see and feel the wonder of you
I wonder how i got so lucky
to have benn chosen by you
I need to call you in the morning
it's hard because I worry about being late
I'm scared sometimes at the way
I think you want me to choose
Inside this pain
There are no words
that i could say to you
I love you
I don't always need understanding
I'm missing you
don't know what the world is handing me
I can tell the water has been in repose
rest here for awhile
and let me know you hear me
I don't want to push you away
Inside this pain
there are no words
that i could say to you
There are no words
inside this pain
there are no words that i could say to you
that i could say to you
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10. |
Grand Jeu
05:08
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tears are just a fraction
of this gift which we've been given
the cosmos must shine
for hours serve its darkness
through which we lay here
melody of a bird
the voice which is a proof gifted with lightning
an appeal to the tongue
that somebody one day invented
fabric moment of stars
they say to me convincing
trust is sure as the smell of apples
radiant creature
wings are sure
stay
it was with yourself
it was within yourself
the north the south the east
the west
a mystery
should carry
each failing within
our swords feud
the same
surrounded by description
there are words waiting to be found
to define the rupture
magic markings
hinted on the walls of recognition
a bulletin of the one and all
a perfect scar
looking frozen
day begins
looking for the love
deliver your lover from hate
in migrations shift a violent star
persistence burns into smoke
on the outskirts
tears are just a fraction
of this gift which we've been given
the cosmos must shine
for hours serve its darkness
through which we lay here
melody of a bird
the voice which is a proof
gifted with lightning
oh melody of a bird
the voice which is a proof
gifted with lightning
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11. |
Park Bench
05:04
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i went to you tomorrow
i went to you today
in the corner of my room
i found my thoughts of you
to say the words i love you
i need you
I'll spare you all the details of the hours that i spent
thinking it through
leaning over myself on a park bench
in the wrong side of the daylight
they wanted to take me away
but the powers that felt you
might be true
to spending life with you
what more could i say?
I'll spare you all the details of the hours that i spent
thinking it through
leaning over myself on a park bench
in the wrong side of the daylight
I need you
i'm not looking away
i'll keep after you
until we are in a world of dreaming
let me through
i am following you to better days
let's get them to our lives
i am spending all my days with you
I'll spare you all the details of the hours that i spent
thinking it through
leaning over myself on a park bench
in the wrong side of the daylight
the leaves behind me now are through
they won't come back again
the way we were yesterday
the birds are looking down at you
from the heights
water is filling your eyes
I'll spare you all the details of the hours that i spent
thinking it through
leaning over myself on a park bench
in the wrong side of the daylight
I'll spare you all the details of the hours that i spent
thinking it through
leaning over myself on a park bench
in the wrong side of the daylight
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Harmony and Pollution New York, New York
Harmony and Pollution is the shifting project of singer-songwriter Jason P. Grisell. He was born and raised in California and currently lives and works in New York City. The sound is infused with American and world folk musics, electronic, punk, and noise. Jason P. Grisell is also the lead singer of NYC synth pop band Bubbles. ... more
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