
Date of issue: 06.08.2015
Song language: English
The Planet |
My brother’s hands built distant lands |
From the forests and the shorelines of his mind |
He never let me or my Josephine |
Catch a glance at the canvas that took all of his time |
Until the day we heard the crash |
And they came in through the backdoor as he screamed |
«Don't let them take what I designed» |
We saw the world that he had made |
As he vanished through the paint |
And his hand reached out to pull us safe inside |
They caught me as I placed her down in New York City streets |
Love roared as they pulled me back |
And tears fell from her cheeks and she said |
«When you let go, where will I be?» |
I broke down and said, «I'll be shackled, you’ll be free» |
You’re free |
I was put to work, told to pick her world apart |
Turn her colors to arithmetic |
And code the paintings heart |
Chained me to a wall so I could never fall |
In the memories that haunted me |
And echoed through the halls |
Dangled dreams in front of me |
Keep me running on the wheel |
Programmed like the rest of them to never think or feel |
They caught me as I placed her down in New York City streets |
Love roared as they pulled me back |
And tears fell from her cheeks and she said |
«When you let go, where will I be?» |
And I broke down and said, «Love is shackles, you’ll be free» |
Be free |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Broke | 2017 |
Fallow | 2017 |
God (Bring It Back) | 2017 |
Windowless | 2015 |
Old & Grey | 2015 |
The Path | 2015 |
Pulse | 2017 |
Bluejay | 2015 |
Brave Hands | 2015 |
Hibernation Hymn | 2017 |
The First One | 2017 |
Stranger Sounds | 2017 |
Somewhere, n.D. | 2017 |
Bombs over (Intermission) | 2017 |
Head North Is a Business | 2017 |
Sort of Medicine | 2017 |
By Presidential Decree | 2017 |