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Musicians: Chris Williams
Engineering: Chris Williams
Music and Lyrics: Chris Williams
Album Artwork: Chris Williams

Lyrics

Seeds in Slumber

Push my hands in the dirt
Feel the cold and darkness
Far below the soul
Of everything that's waiting
It's simple and true
Like a seed pushed under
It knows what to do
And, it waits in slumber

I'll keep my armor on
Forget the morning sun
Cradled in stardust's arms
Send on my regards
In a song as old as time and equally far
I'm waiting

I search their hearts for a glow
Words like heat on an ember
The red it courses through time
Familiar for the willing
There's no looking back
With the ghost on your heels
It haunts like blame
For the truth it conceals

The shadow chases the day
With no regard for a meaning
The light it runs away
Like there's something worth defeating
It matters where you stand
Too close and you'll miss it
The stories never told at a safe distance

I'll keep my armor on
Forget the morning sun
Cradled in stardust's arms
Send on my regards
In a song as old as time and equally far
I'm waiting

For something to fall from the sky
All the saints on the forth of July
Like some kind of battle cry
For those who never tried