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We often chase the tale of time
And never wonder beyond our lines
We seldom change our state of mind
In hopes of finding a life divine
Life slips away
Lost to the habits of the mind
While there's so much more to which we're blind
There's nothing more the soul can find
No greater wonder; no stronger light
It's within reach, it's unconfined
We must first seek it
And choose adventure for our own lives
Life rushes past
And we forget each day could be our last
So we must open up our eyes
With the window open we may find our way back to the world
With our eyes aglow we may once again discover
The adventure within ourselves
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Gaia
03:29
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The acrid rain falls on tomorrow
Hearts mourn the shame of yesterday
Our clear neglect still hard to swallow
As our foundations start to shake
The heatwaves reign change on tomorrow
And shape the clays of yesterday
While landscape, sky, and ocean follow
The heart and soul of our very being
Removed from our consequences
Our sense will slant and backslide
How can we speak in a common tongue?
At era's end time will tell
Only our nature can teach us to nurture
Omniscient, unseen hands do borrow
To feed our constant thirst for wealth
Uncertain times are sure to follow
When we place our money before our health
The answers to our deep questions
Beneath our egos subside
How can we reach for our common goals?
Wisdom of the ages procure
Only at era's end our time will surely tell
Only our nature can teach us to nurture
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Gibbous
02:19
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Solstice
03:55
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Carried in on the shoulders of springtime
The peak of the season is at our feet
And the daylight begins to wane
As the sun etches through to the western shore
It comes on slow
We sang as the shadows spun
From the bases of the trees
And gave light to the leaves
Mountains are calling
Fleeting life is rushing in
Sounds of life ring clear through the evening haze
And the sun is low
We sang as the stars shone down
In the wake of the fading light
And gave birth to the night
We breathed in the winds of change
And drank from the river of life
We wandered so far that we found ourselves
In the places we were all along
And the sun went down
And we found all the things we had lost in the light
We sang as the sun came up
And the darkness began to fade
To make room for the day
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Whispers
04:34
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The autumn air seeps through my window
And whispers solemn melodies before sinking to the floor
Deciduous giants gleam in red, and green, and gold
And stand in static camaraderie
To placid in their repose
The star-strewn sky looks down with patience
And echoes distant epochs of unseen history
A time and place so far removed from our existence
Incomprehensibly secluded
Beyond the scope of any human being
The frost is forming on my window
And scripting temporal messages of natural accord
Each line an unvoiced truth of reconciliation
Eroded from our consciousness and memory
But still abundant to those who seek
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No Trace
03:09
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It's not what you expected when you waited so long
Spent all your life searching, hoping it would come
Then the moment's gone
There's nowhere you can run to, there never was a golden age
But time conflates and shallows. when you count the days
Until it leaves no trace
There's something so sacred about right now
And there's a breath to be had in the darkest of hours
But when there's no time to sit and take it in
You're living in the past
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Shadows
03:15
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Wading
01:29
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Patience
03:52
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Oceans whirl without a name
Possession is a futile game
Existence lives on independent of our labels
We must shift our search from the absolute
Because the only grand, insoluble truth
Is presence and impermanence
Nations at each others' throats
We can't decide on what disturbs us most
And in the midst we lose our sense of what's important
We must shift our search from the absolute
Because the only grand, insoluble truth
Is presence and impermanence
We're here to carry each other
To dilute the false pretences of our sisters and our brothers
And add our shading to the greater sense of truth
That's all we're really here to do
We can't live our lives in the absolute
We're all subject to existential truths
Of presence and impermanence
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Sempervirens
04:14
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We're the heirlooms of our fore-family
Proprietors of the chain
Holder of the keys and bearer to the name
Carriers of the flame
Etched in history, sprung forth in time
Suspended and sequestered
This path carved out by the tools of our ancestors
Shepherding the line
At the dawn of our coronation
Time stood still
And so grew our fascination
We hold at will
Allow ourselves to feel the ground upon which our ancestors walked
To comprehend the change
And feel the deep connection that anchors us in our time and place
And solidifies our trail
In days to come our stories unfold
Unravelling from within
And the way we proceed through challenges unknown
Is written beneath our skin
We're the heirlooms of our fore-family
Carriers of the flame
Scions of the seeds of primordial relay
Children of the way
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Halcyon
05:55
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Lost among the waves
Drawn in by Luna's persuasion
Tangles in the throes
Of life's great celestial glow
All that you can do
Is see the whole cosmos anew
And all that you can know
Is time's irreversible flow
From pinpricks in the sky
Teem vast unnamed oceans of life
Islands lost to time
Last remnants of primeval tides
Wandering through the mists
Of pre-history's archaic bliss
Swallowed in the deep
To find it in each little piece
In the ceaseless face of an eternity's pace
We're all alone
And in this great expanse we have our chance
To be part of the great unknown
The great resounding echo
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Max and the Minimums Lethbridge, Alberta
Intricacy and intimacy realized in versatile arrangements featuring thoughtful nature-driven lyrics and an affinity for engaging listeners through passionate delivery.
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