Somewhere

Ballerina

My My My!

Sickness

Still Do

Baths

Standing Ovation

Slight Turn

Look What It Made Me Do

Swinger

Ramona

Lips Like Sugar

Elizabeth's Alright (demo)

I held my breath inside your church
Where incense stained the air
I knelt on stone, began my search
For proof you were ever there

The candles burned through holy night
You cracked me like a weathered mast
But morning came with sterile light
And swept away the past

So scatter me like autumn leaves
Across the fields you walked
Let every breath the winter breathes
Carry what we lost
Scatter me, scatter me
'Til there's nothing left to hold
Let the wind make saints of thieves
And turn this flesh to gold

I've worn your words like second skin
Through seasons cold and long
But even faith grows paper-thin
When the holy done you wrong

I've been bearing this cross, wearing your loss like a snakes skin
Tearing through frost, sharing the cost of the state I'm in
Every morning I'm warring with warnings that follow no end
I'm ignoring the dawning, adorning my sorrow again and again
You left me with nothing but hunger and hurt to defend
All the color and comfort we covered, now dust in the wind
Now dust in the wind
Now dust in the wind

And if there's grace beyond this grief
Some kingdom yet to come
I'll meet you in the falling leaf
The credits after song

So scatter me like autumn leaves
Across the fields you walked
Let every breath the winter breathes
Carry what we lost
Scatter me, scatter me
'Til there's nothing left to hold
Let the wind make saints of thieves
And turn this flesh to gold

Oh, scatter me, scatter me
Let the earth reclaim her own
Plant me where the willow grieves
And make this dirt my home

I held my breath inside your church
I might never breathe again

Scatter Me

Look What It Made Me Do

Chrissy

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