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Jigsaw Soul
03:28
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X marks the spot, I shall not want
If you'd be my cliff, lighthouse amid the serpent's mist
Gold with it's subtle rust. I hear of pastures green yonder
And yet all around the canon fire flies,
and it fires and flies and I sit here and wonder why.
And we've got these Jigsaw souls
that cannot seem to sleep, in a sea of dead dreams
So come Dear and lose your life with me
Cuz' he said we'd find it.
Hey, could you be my rock?
Tree stalk amid the hissing winds.
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Soon Moon
03:49
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When the starlights fall and the moon turns to red
When the trumpets play, would you remember me?
I have sought your smiles and from your frowns run a mile
But I know it's not virtue. It's just that...
If you are willing Lord you can save me,
You can heal me Ruhanga, Yesu.
And if you are willing Lord you can save me
You will not let my soul down to Sheol.
Rejoice not over me, O' my enemies
Just you wait and see
He will deliver me. In His righteousness
He will set me free
See the hanging moon, ripples in the gloom
Crickets in the night. Such blessings in disguise
For now I will bear the indignation of the Lord
until he pleads my cause. He will deliver me.
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Awful Cold
04:26
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The sea one which you stand
The sky of silk you hang
And you offer out your hand
Dissolving into snow
His bones and his muscle
He's awful cold, won't you let him go?
But when he's falling in to my own safe, once again,
would you follow?
He's out there somewhere I know
The tightrope that you tread
And time at your command
It's you who holds his hand
The sinew that you sew,
The right arm from the mold.
Burning coal, awful cold
Won't you let him go?
But when he's falling in to my own safe, once again,
would you follow?
He's out there somewhere I know
But they sing him to sleep
Would you follow?
I'm in a pile of bottles,
Leave a light on,
I don't see you
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Umbrella Cloud
03:48
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Umbrella Cloud, why so down?
You're blocking all the sunshine out
and little children wanna come out and play.
O' Happy Flower, how so free?
You're under a sky that's falling down.
Umbrella Cloud, you've only got this life you spend moping around
God given smiles!
Youth is for the young!
O' Poppy fields of a thousand hills,
the days are evil and I sit and tire what we're all about
Remember the poor!
And what does he see under this sky?
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JOLMS Kampala, Uganda
Knitting together his love for Ambient and Indie-Alt, JOLMS tinkers with harmonic, atmospheric & all sorts of Musiccolours, each telecasting a mirror of his Christian faith.
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