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Unbroken Thread
04:20
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The morning is calling
Your body is stalling
The silence is daunting
But the day demands you play your hand
And make an entrance
This ride is over but you do not know it yet
This nightmare has closure but you can’t let go of it
Look over your shoulder and see the unbroken thread
You are only ever one step away from the clear
Because you see, my dear
There’s less bad than good here
This strife is over but you do not know it yet
This nightmare has closure but you can’t let go of it
Look over your shoulder and see the unbroken thread
All of the things that you see as your failings are made up
All the reasons you give for negating yourself, you have made up
You are only ever one step from giving the shame up, dear
Behind the grey it’s clear
There’s less bad than good here
This fight is over so you can let go of it
A new life draws closer so you should grab hold of it
Look over your shoulder and see the unbroken thread
You are the sailor come home, free
Riding in on the driftwood
You are only just beginning to see
What it is that you’ve misunderstood
That there’s less bad than good here
There’s less bad than good
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Kick & Rise
04:50
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Black, the black has blossomed
A crack an ocean wide
The pilot has abandoned
Her palace in the sky
And I - I wear your crown
Like a drowning man keeps
Reaching out for the one
Dragging him down
I love, I love the darkness
The silence in the dell
The swelling of the morning
And all the tales you tell
But even in sunlight
I cannot see myself
Reflected in them very well
My form shifts and swells
If your love, love, is endless
If your confidence crosses divides
If your joy is my joy is your joy is my joy
Let me kick, kick, kick - and rise
For those of us who are breathing
The air we draw into our lungs
Is also always leaving
The breath it is always completing
Just as it’s begun
And yet it returns
If your love, love, is endless
If your confidence crosses divides
If your joy is my joy is your joy is my joy
Let me kick, kick, kick - and rise
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3. |
Fish Lament
05:27
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Well into half the night, light shifted
Broke up the colours and hues
She let go of reason here, toes dipped in crimson
Black blossoms the current
And custom dictates she give in
Your only opponent is the salt water
Why alter your fate, oh you land-lover!
Oh daughter…
And walking on knives is no light price to pay, my dear
Souls are no lighter than love undeclared
Scissor-steps bring you much closer to splendour
But when that coat’s worn through you’re bare
Be wary of your yearnings
Such burnings die out with the dawn
We all long for glory
But you want to write your own and leave us alone
Leave us alone
But you’re our salt and bone
You are sunlight and foam
You are bracken and brine
You’re the fall and the climb
And you’re only a child
So - stay!
With the light on the waves
With the ocean’s embrace
With the shadows and shale
With the pearl and the pale and the pull of the moon
With the twist of our tails and our stories and tunes
With the fall and the dive and the call of the whales
With the salt and the brine and the billowing sails
With the rule of the tide where the baleen holds sway
And you’re with your kind
Do not leave us behind
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4. |
The Heart Of It
03:55
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Get to the bit where it hurts
Get to the dregs and the dirt - the best of the worst
Just get to the part where it bursts
Skip to the heart of the curse - get to the bit where…
Get to the heart of it
I offer up my glitches, colourful and bold
You offer words of comfort when comfort is cold
I believe you, oh I believe you
The fire is building, the building’s burning down
I would leave here, oh I would leave
But I’m built for the battle
So get to the bit where it hurts
Get to the dregs and the dirt - the best of the worst
Just get to the part where it bursts
Skip to the heart of the curse - get to the bit where…
Get to the heart of it
I string my phrases like a necklace made of gold
You pole-vault over form with nothing to withhold
I believe you, oh I believe you
The fire is burning, your words are going down
I would leave here, oh I would leave
But I’m up for the outcome
So get to the bit where it hurts
Get to the dregs and the dirt - the best of the worst
Just get to the part where it bursts
Skip to the heart of the curse - get to the bit where…
I believe you, oh I believe you
The fire is burning, your words are going down
I would leave here, oh I would leave
But I’m in for the long run
Oh get to the bit where it hurts
Get to the dregs and the dirt - the best of the worst
Just get to the part where it bursts
Skip to the heart of the curse - get to the bit where…
Get to the heart of it
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ALEX ST JOAN Berlin, Germany
ALEX ST JOAN is the multi-faceted creation of musician, producer and writer Alexia Peniguel. Born next to a flooded valley in drought-prone Australia and raised on Greek myths and disco, she has been based in Berlin since 2004.
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