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1863 Selma

from Belmont EP by Belmont

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I ran all barefoot out the door
To wooden porch floors
It was cold and stormy dark
With lightning moaning all around

Washed up on the shore alone and cold
Were poor lost grains
Of lovely ancient sands
Oh, they were running from the light

Looking for some sweet, loving warm embrace to ease their woe
They clung together stones
And sank so far below the waves

Down there they sang and danced their bones
Cheating death with bottles of charm
Bleeding from their safe secluded reigns
Pushing forceful ever-forth

Trembling tender leaves from wind worn limbs
And willow torn breeze
The smoke, it came before
And left them floating far away

So slowly sank below to join the grains
And raise them up
On creeping newborn limbs
From seeds of loving, seeds of light

[Chorus]

Above the sea they claimed and island new
They danced and sang
Let go of all their bones and clinging stones
They threw their bottles to the waves

[Chorus]

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from Belmont EP, released January 16, 2015

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