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Comes in a professionally produced jewel box, with artwork designed by The Mines based on photography by Thomas Hawk.
Purchase of physical CD includes immediate download of entire album.
Includes immediate download of 9-track album in your choice of MP3 320, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.
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Immediate download of The Falls in your choice of MP3 320, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.
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lyrics
Too late to sleep, too late to pay for what I stole,
The morning comes, and here I am.
The jury speaks, the hammer falls with no parole,
and I’m chained where I stand.
And the earthquake breaks the silence,
There are wings on our heels,
as we barrel toward the falls;
And I know, how it feels,
when the fear inside you calls.
Broken heart, a cross-stitch ties the suture,
Who am I to be thought of?
What lies inside, the ghost of Christmas future,
maybe nothing more than love.
And the night sky lights with fireworks...
There are wings on our heels,
as we barrel toward the falls;
And I know, how it feels,
when the fear inside you calls;
And the world around you disappears,
as the engines start to stall,
It’s here we awaken to the life that burns in us.
So leave the homeland at the docks,
burn the flags and smash the clocks;
touch the earth below the wheels,
touch the painting as it peels... x2
There are wings on our heels,
as we barrel toward the falls;
And I know, how it feels,
when the fear inside you calls.
And the world around you disappears,
as the engines start to stall,
It’s here we awaken to the life that burns in us.
It’s here that we break into the life that burns in us.
It’s here we awaken to the life that burns in us.
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