1. |
Six Six Six
05:14
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Saint Anselm
03:35
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Miracles
04:56
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I don’t know what to think anymore
Your eyes don’t blink anymore
And I don’t believe in miracles
I only believe in pain
It’s only since your death
And I can’t feel your breath
And I don’t believe in miracles
I only believe in pain
I don’t believe anymore
What’s happened to me?
I just don’t think anymore
What’s happened to me?
I don’t believe anymore
What’s happened to me?
I just can’t breathe anymore
What’s happened to me?
I don’t believe anymore
What’s happened to me?
I don’t breathe anymore
What’s happened to me?
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4. |
Put Away
04:45
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Did you see the faces on the altar?
Are they still held in your wallet?
Were they put away?
Were they put away?
Did you see the faces in the closet?
Were they banished from your wallet?
Were they put away?
Were they put away?
Were these faces put away?
Are these stars in their place?
Are these faces put away?
Are these stars in their place?
Are these faces to put away?
And are these stars in their place?
Are these faces to put away?
And are these stars in their place?
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5. |
The Children Are Dying
02:27
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If you take a child
And you put it in the dark
It won’t learn to see
If you take a baby
And you drown it in a tub
The babe can’t breathe
The children
The children are dying
The children
The children are dying
If you take a nephew
And you fill him up with speed
The boy can’t sleep
Take a conman’s daughter
And you wine her ’til she’s green
She can’t stay awake
The children
The children are dying
The children
The children are dying
The children
The children are dying
The children
The children are dying
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6. |
This Night
04:25
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Bells still ringin’
But you’re not singin’ along
Whistle’s blowin’
But you’re not goin’ along
The ship is sailing
The hands are bailing
The hull is sinkin’
The crew’s just drinkin’ along
A wretched shanty is being chanted along
Flowers growin’
But you’re just showin’ it how
And the sun is shinin’
But god’s just whinin’ for light
Now his essence has run out
This story’s no longer about him
The city in the sky was always a lie
The passion of god
was built on a clod of dirt
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8. |
Can't You See?
04:32
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9. |
Booze
03:41
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(Uplifting)
(An uplifting quote)
But anyway, I mean, the point is
Yeah, the point is:
A ghost in your cupboard
Is stealing your air
A flask in your pocket
Aren’t you scared?
Yes
Booze
They come out at night
The bottles and cans
I see that you’re shaking
Boy, you’re mad
And now, drink!
Booze
But finally:
Booze
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The Twelve Canons Iowa
The Twelve Canons were a gothic folk band formed sometime in 2001 or 2002 in Iowa City by singer/guitarist Jim DuRocher. After three albums with members Sam Gold and Alex Body, the Twelve Canons stripped back to a two-piece with the addition of composer/bassist Justin Norman. In January 2014, frontman and founder Jim Durocher tragically passed away. He left behind a large collection of demos. ... more
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Alex Body's solo project.
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Justin Norman's solo project.
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Justin Norman's solo project.
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