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Peace is a Whisper in the Water

by CATHEDRALS

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1.
STORMS 04:17
the storms of life may rage and courses be obscured by the waves for ships, not yet worthy of angry seas with anchors ropes not long enough the touch the bed beneath. so we're tossed at the whim and will of wind who knows it's source? an albatross! to rise on the breeze and give us hope of horizon shores, of sunrise morns that promise more then the quiet desperation we've carried like cloak. I'll help you heave it overboard that weight thats threatening to sink us like Jonah's body, we released to the mouth of the deep in hope that this violent act would find us just a little peace, and sleep. for you will always have a place, to rest, in the harbor of my heart but dear you can't remain it's not your destinations port but theres a slip with your name in golden hues, embossed upon the bark a quiet place to bear your soul held fast in the murmurings of dark. a light house on a cliff warning you, of how close you are to the rocks, that in our lives so far  both of us have spent more time then we'd like to admit.
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EXCAVATION 03:04
I have scraped and scraped the ancient brick only to excavate skeletons of men past who used to have wine upon their lips and I feel as if I am one of them destined to a lonely death of addiction with a last breath I will address the weight of my  state I agree we're damaged goods from love lost or love misunderstood …anchors jammed into the cogs have screeched this to a halt. Oh murder this in me. Baggage that dragged me down so low  Dregged out  this from the bottom. Can it be washed clean? Or is it only in a dream where we can once again begin. But as every brick like my wrongs stack One on one. I create my tomb Can this progress be undone. Habits deconstruct Treasures emerge from the muck. Cargo of a sunken ship whose port long forgot. Remind me of it's destination and of the mercy in the waves. Stave off my desperation remind me of the winds, that carry me through.  could these bricks upon excavation have a golden hue.
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SAND & STONE 03:31
I am flower Of the field I do not spin or worry about what harvest yields My pedals like  mane blow in the wind That like lions breath is heaven sent Producing words that light and heal Calming hearts of savage zeal And makes spirits with prides tarnish, neil Before the hoisted colors of the conquering lamb Beneath the breeze my pedals bow and break free Floating upwards transcendently Only the author of the breeze knows where they'll land within this Pedals sail is a seed In darkness hides but is known completely And yet discretely is planted in the soil And there it waits for it's time to die But in death there is no dominion or defeat Because on the battle ground where darkness and light meet, light will have triumphant victory Trumpets blare like lion roars And the veil as with giant claws is torn and all else crumbles like a castle in the sand. I am a danger to this world For in my breath are these same lion roars like a castle in the sand, its all crumbling, crumbling
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WAKING 05:19
I am going to pine I am going to pine for water to turn to wine. But I have had so little of the first. And I have been drinking sand and eating rocks like bread. And when I thought I was as good as dead, a trickle began to flow in the stream bed like a diamond in a field of coal. You asked me to speak but all I've done is beat that stone. (and I am going to beat that stone) And I ask for you to let me wet my lips in hopes I could eclipse one light for another. But there is only one true light, all else is reflection. Like an image in a dirty pool or convex of a silver spoon its face less than perfection, and that's what you want but I can't supply because as I've said my well is dry no matter how much I've tried I've tried tried to pour in it, so I by your goodness all I am is poor in spirit.  I am your dearest, in a desert panting, a blessed son, and when I am undone, your promise is that your that one that will finish, and bind up this broken heart, and piece back what's been torn apart from years of neglect and wandering. I am going hold fast, to the woven three, a life line in a tumultuous, angry sea, whose waves are attentive to whisperings of the one who sleeps in the bow, who vast oceans or even hell can not contain, but who dwells in me complete. Blessed be his name. So I am going to drink and drink and drink this liquid cure and hasn't proof only belief, that when I am weak, forlorn, and about to sink, there we meet. On the road, on the mountain, and on the sea. You ask me to wait wakefully, but all I can do is sleep. So wake me up Lord, wake me.

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released June 27, 2012

all is made possible by the everlasting arms of the love that won.

Recorded & Produced by: Jon Anderson of Whalehead Records
Graphic Design: Manny Gonzalez

Drums: Logan Leopold
Guitar: Nate Crawford
Guitar: Matt Brown
Bass: Jake Reynolds
Vocals: Andrew Lane

Special Thanks: Heather Anderson & Jo Brown for your generous nature and support.

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