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Unreturned
04:17
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A year old a year older
That’s what all the dead would claim to be
I was child left high by a moment of reprise love
A thing disarrayed
But, For the love for the notion I
Play my throes upon the higher claims
That faith is a notion less inclined to be a fit to fall inline so it's
Cold in your waters the silence
No fires no day no silence craved
The warm and lowing need of clay
This tangled love we feed with envy
Our love was meant for dying
In the sullen ways, undone
A fear grown a fear bolder
That’s what all the dead would claim to see but
We cut the edges of all our love on some insistence from a power above
Don’t want you to love me before I
Weep for the tangled love our need of clay
The swallowed hope in scenes of envy
Our love was meant for diving
In the sullen waves
Unreturned
Still by the keening tongue
Formed before the clay
Of our weighted chance all thorned romance fades
Weep for the name we hold the need of clay
The tangled love we feed with envy
To break to know this need of clay
All my broken and returned to the tongue I never learned
Our love was meant for dying
Stay
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2. |
How We Begin To Say
03:40
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And I will run to your hiding, daughter
Invent sound for your harbour(waters), innocent
Pale and luminous light is
Crawling over your eyelids
Our love is lying awake in a room
Our love is, slowly waiting for you
And I’ll kiss you on the mouth to, show I am more
As the waters spread and roll round the headland low
Stained with some fugitive light, fading down the isle we know
Time is not waiting out for us in the warm night
Our love is falling from the ceiling
Drawing shelter in your breathing
Our love is standing on the headland
Drawing circles with a dead hand
Done with our weighted names
Cast the word into the foreign waves
Lay me down into the lanes
Wet with all the winter rain
No more leaving no more blame
Just our tears and just our pain
No more hiding from the clay
Lay my head into it
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3. |
Post Youth
03:35
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The Old Hunger
04:01
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Basciville Wexford, Ireland
Basciville are an Irish songwriting duo made up of brothers Cillian and Lorcan Byrne. Blending Folk with Rhythm & Blue, Jazz and sonorous Orchestral harmony, Basciville offer a different angle on modern Indie-Folk music
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