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Under the burned out skies of dark December
Lonely visions passed me by
It was a voice I heard that whispered softly and carried me away to a place of fires and fallen angels
And in my final hour all was golden
Burned the buildings to the frozen ground
All that I saw was changed at once before me
And high above the fields I was filled with glorious delusions
Found today burning in the rafters as the walls began to fall
Hauled away a wall of angry faces round the instrument of gods
If I see Saint Lucilia walking on the water
I'll turn and walk away
And it's a fine line between the work of devils and of angels
And in the end it's all the same
After the flames died down I remember
Alone imprisoned by the force of hands
I waited til silence came to lay my head down
And in my darkest dreams I caught sight of the threads of my unmaking
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- Recollection
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- Second Song EP
- Gathering of the Vibes, Live 8.18.06 Disc 1/2
- Live At Paradise Rock Club - Boston, MA 12.30.2004
- Live In Teaneck, NJ 02.04.2005
- Live In Rutland, VT 01.06.2005
- Live at Gathering of the Vibes 2004 07/18/2004
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- Rock the Earth Sampler
- Live At the Fox Theater
- Found Sound II
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