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Witching Hour
02:52
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"Out in a misty night
The dark light of the moon
Diffused through heavy limbs
That shift as I move through
Breath deep the evening breeze
The chill that fills my lungs
Wheels revolve beneath
My feet keep racing on
A gust of eastern wind
That nudges at my back
Imploring me forward
Forward, forward
Lost to the current
The leaves dance in my wake
Enchanted by fantasy
The rhythm draws me in
The rhythm draws me in
The rhythm draws me in"
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2. |
Model Airplane
04:38
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"Looking out of my bedroom window
The world seems wide and fast
I wish that I was a model airplane
You could toss me and watch me soar on the wind
I’d fly high and free
You and I could just be
Sitting out in my front garden
I watch all the plants as they grow
They await the sun with such reverent patience
And reach to meet it’s glow
I’d fly high and free
You and I could just be
We wait so long for the frost to thaw
We wait so long for the sun to come
And when it does I can feel the warmth on my skin
Let it soak in
I’d fly high and free
You and I could just be"
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3. |
Sweet & Sleeping
02:52
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"Left you in the morning, sweet and sleeping
Eyelids heavy from the bourbon
Had the conversation that we knew we should
Now it’s over and I’m lost in the woods
And I’ve missed you every day, since I left you by the buffalo
Sway me down and down
Down and down we go again
You would always tell me how I looked so pretty
What did I decide to do
That day at the beach, sand between our teeth
Perfect pictures, not forgotten at all
And I’ve missed you every day, since I left you by the buffalo
Sway me down and down
Down and down we go again
I wish I could tell you, how much I loved you
But you are gone and I am lost
You are gone and I am lost
You are gone and I am lost
In the woods"
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4. |
Ancestral Stories
04:21
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"Mist hanging low in the trees
As waves crash below
Compiling knowledge
That we’ll never know
So many centuries old
Wind whispers, they tower
Galloping through the cold
Emboldened by their power
For all my life
For all my life
For all my life
For all my
Ancestral stories
Carved in the hide of a tree
Unlocking secrets
In the petals of a flower
For all our life
For all our life
For all our life
For all our
Magenta colors the sky
In a room filled with smoke
Fruitlessly seeking
Earth shattered when they spoke
They spend their lifetime
Searching for answers unknown
Destructive progress
It was too late when they awoke
For all our lives
For all our lives
For all our lives
For all our"
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5. |
On the Precipice
05:49
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"Out in the wild wind
I wonder what might have been
And dream about the days I left behind
All of the friends I’ve met
From here and far and better yet
The ones I’ve met outside the realm of time
Here’s to all the lives I’ve lived
Some remembered and many forgot
All of it makes me who I am
Like the embers left to burn
The wind forever stokes my fire
I will always figure out my way
I feel a change, each and every day
I learn to be a little more free
Deep from within, the smoke begins to clear
And now I see what it means to be me
Here’s to all the lives I’ve lived
Some remembered and many forgot
All of it makes me who I am
Like the embers left to burn
The wind forever stokes my fire
I will always figure out my way"
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Ariel Atsatt Portland, Oregon
Hello there! I’m a singer-songwriter originally from San Francisco, CA now living in Portland, OR with my partner and extraordinarily fluffy cat. My music is inspired not only by my natural surroundings, but also by the depth and complexity of emotion we all experience as humans navigating this strange world. Thank you for taking the time to listen! ... more
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