1. |
The Richest Path
00:35
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The richest path is a perilous flight
unto refuge, unto refuge
renewed, undertaken through fields at night
till the mountains come alive
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2. |
Walk With Me
04:10
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Walk with me
Walk with me before I go
Cover me
Cover me before the snows
When I close my eyes
I see a gate
I've been reckless
I've been reckless
Walk with me…
I’ve been torn
I can hear the west wind blow
Towards the morning
Across the waves below
When I close my eyes
I see a light
I’ve been restless
I been restless
Walk with me
And I will walk with you
Cover me
When I wake to morning dew
When I close my eyes
I see a feast
I’ve been homeless
I’ve been homeless
I’ve been homeless (walk with me)
I’ve been homeless (walk with me)
When I close my eyes
When I close my eyes
When I close my eyes
When I close my eyes
When I close my eyes
When I close my eyes
When I close my eyes
I see a path
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3. |
Garden
03:46
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All my veins are rivers and my roots go deep
roots go deep
All my veins are rivers and my roots go deep
fishing with my father on the diamond sea
Spirit in the branches rushing through the leaves
through the leaves
Rushing through the branches feel the fresh warm breeze
Deep into the earth we plant the smallest seeds
I will praise you in the broken soil
In the earth and in the skies
I will praise you with my secret voice
You light the pathways of my mind
of my mind
Underneath my skin the city never sleeps
never sleeps
Underneath my skin the city never sleeps
dreamed i moved away but you were chasing me
I will praise you in the broken soil
In the earth and in the skies
I will praise you with my secret voice
You light the pathways of my mind
I will praise you in the broken soil
In the earth and in the skies
I will praise you with my secret voice
You light the pathways of my mind
of my mind
Woke up in the garden where we used to play
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4. |
Clay Ceilings
02:58
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Through ice water
my eyes caught her
I’d seen her last
the summer past
On a bright morning
a storm was forming
in the sky to the west
I could feel it in my chest
The stone soldier
her eyes colder than winter rain
she was sheltered by her pain
My confused failures
suffuse and paler than thunderclouds
still these summer doubts remain
Through clay ceilings we’ll be lowered down
dust motes reeling, sunlight all around
My eyes caught her
a size taller outside a tomb
the cold cocoon
the tides had called her
the frayed psalter was in her veins
those ancient sweet refrains
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5. |
Simeon
03:09
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Coming on like the first light of dawn,
stolen from across the sea.
Now I’ll finally hold you right here in my arms,
and sleep; it will come easily.
You’ve alighted, you’ve pierced through the clouds.
Now you’re in the nest of the night.
Bright and new, just as I’d pictured you
You fill the best of my sight
My hands are cracked and my body is worn
from years in the hot desert sun
I’ve seen the dry wind and the locusts all swarm,
but now all my yearning is done.
Body of all that my yearnings could see
Your body so small and so weak
You were the Word when all time was a dream,
before that first morning, first week.
Now I wait no more
I see dust by the sunlight through the crack of the door
Now I reach my rest
When I wake I’ll be with you, again
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6. |
Perilous Flight
01:11
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The richest path is a perilous flight
unto refuge, unto refuge
renewed, undertaken through fields at night
till the mountains come alive
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7. |
The Seal
04:23
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Deep in my memory somewhere in a dream
swallowed a message I swallowed a key
my father told me to keep the thing sealed
I’d never reach her with secrets revealed
I love her like iron
I love her like stone
I love her like fire
I love her like bone
We all have our demons we all have our doubts
We all drew straws here, you have to go out
I watch the winds move through the forests below
Breathed in so deeply and my eyes they were closed
I love her like iron
I love her like stone
I love her like fire
I love her like bone
Stepped to the threshold, i stepped to the line
Out of the chopper I dove through the pines
run through the water I run through the mud
running to save her, I run through the blood
I love her like iron
I love her like stone
I love her like fire
I love her like bone
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8. |
Blind Eyes See
03:40
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I want to write a simple song
all my memories strung along
in the same way that you called to me
Calling clear and calling sweet
as I run with stumbling feet
and my eyes afraid by what they see
Summer days they never end
pounding thunder, windows bend
you saw me running with my head back
I had a window to the way
had a window to the day
you saw me having a heart attack
Oh when these blind eyes see
what will come of all the thoughts that I have owned
Oh when these blind eyes see
will they watch the constellations all alone?
Trees are dripping water sweet
mist is rising from the street
years have passed behind me as I sing
All my memories drift away
all i know now is today
all i have to give you now i bring
Oh when these blind eyes see
will the colors bleed together in the clouds?
Oh when these blind eyes see
will they see the past the future through the shrouds?
In the quiet of the trees
whispers brought me to my knees
you’re the light beyond their shadows
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9. |
Collage
04:20
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My mind is a collage
broken paper patterns sown anew
Your mind is a mirage
that dissipates when i get close to you
The world is a collage
from cathedrals to the velvet sulfur mines
The traffic rushes past
the steeples and the darkening highway signs
The howling midnight train
is waiting to unwind
in cracks between the walls
in space between the lines
My home is a collage
can’t make it any less
The rivers that we desecrate
are the rivers, the rivers that we bless
They flow through open gates
they carry me and you
through cracks between the walls
through curtains torn in two
My mind is a collage
prisms in the shattered glass i find
Your mind is a mirage
closer still the more its undefined
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10. |
Cathedral
04:56
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Call me
deep inside my chest
call me
fill my lungs with breath
don’t call me on the phone
Write me
deep into your song
write me
write me when i’m wrong
I’ve been far from home
I’m an oak tree
I’m a river
I’m a black bear
I’m a child
I’m sparrow
in the desert
I’m a newborn
in the wild
I’m a convict
I’m a creature
I’m a homeless
street preacher
I’m a drumbeat
through the forest
cross the country
oh i won’t rest
I’ve been scattered
to the four winds
I’ve been locked up
i’ve been locked in
but my body
is a cathedral
oh I know it
oh i feel
Morning sun
fill me with that sound
I’m undone
when you come around
you know my name
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11. |
Shepherd Song
04:30
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May the north star always guide you to the truth
may you always find the song that’s at the root
may you find the love that draws you out in strength
may you know the height the depth the breadth, the length
When you lose your joyful memories to the night
and your sorrows and your darkness rule your sight
may you cast them to the shepherd as you pray
may their constellations brighten all your ways
In your waking
in your sleeping
in your laughing
in your weeping
may he keep you a child at peace
in the Shepherd’s song
Oh I know this is a crooked tapestry
there are blessings tangled with iniquities
you’ll unwind one thread and find another way
there are threads you’ll fight forever, every day
In your waking
in your sleeping
in your laughing
in your weeping
may he keep you a child at peace
in the Shepherd’s song
When the wolves sleep and the lambs lay down to dream
and the snakes and mice and bullfrogs, all at peace
when you listen for the words the poets spoke
there’s a song beneath the ruins and the smoke
In your waking
in your sleeping
in your laughing
in your weeping
may he keep you a child at peace
may he keep you a child at peace
may he keep you a child at peace
in the Shepherd’s song
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12. |
Song Of Heaven
02:18
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In majesty and hid from our eyes
you are holy, holy, holy
the song never ceases through day and through night
Alleluia God be praised
Who was and is and will be to come
you are holy holy holy
Lord God Almighty in glory you reign
Alleluia God be praised
Casting our crowns before you we say
you are worthy you are worthy
You receive glory and honor and power
Alleluia God be praised
For you created all things by your hand
you are Holy Holy Holy
and by your will they exist and were made
Alleluia God be praised
Praise to the one who sits on the throne
in the highest, in the highest
And to the Lamb who has made us his own
Alleluia God be praised
For he has died and has been raised to life
in the highest, in the highest
and has redeemed us to God through his blood
Alleluia God be praised
Alleluia God be praised
Alleluia God be praised
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13. |
One Beloved
03:38
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In the song of heaven, there rests a firm refrain
for all the brokenhearted, the Holy Lamb was slain
One beloved body, one beloved mind
one who made the heavens, one who fills the skies
with love, one love, one love
Like a buried treasure, or a costly pearl
a kingdom is discovered, the hope of all the world,
Love is everlasting, the greatest gift is love
the sunset to its rising, there’s nowhere you can run
from love, one love, one love
Across the golden sky we’ll run
For we’re rising with the suns — of love
Treasure buried in a field
And we know it, we can feel — it’s love
In his body and his blood
Broken on the cross for us — for love
And all heaven sings his name
For the blessed Lamb was slain — for love
One beloved body, one beloved mind
deeper than the oceans, higher than the skies
His love, one love, one love
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Benjamin Hofer Washington, D.C.
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