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The Used - The Canyon - Moon-Dream
The Canyon
Disc 1
01. For You
02. Cold War Telescreen
03. Broken Windows
04. Rise Up Lights
05. Vertigo Cave
06. Pretty Picture
07. Funeral Post
08. Upper Falls
09. The Divine Absence (This Is Water)
Disc 2
01. Selfies in Aleppo
02. Moving the Mountain (Odysseus Surrenders)
03. Over and Over Again
04. The Quiet War
05. Moon-Dream
06. The Nexus
07. About You (No Songs Left to Sing)
08. The Mouth of the Canyon
How you slowed my tongue
Beautifier
See my own reflection
In the flower

Read a part but I skipped right to the end
To make you feel better
If our time's a tome
Make a makeshift tome for the butterflies

For you darling
Brave sonnets, canonize my love
It's slow weaning to find meaning
Like tracing the stars up above

When all the stars we trace
Play memories of love
I feel safe from the bitter thousand miles away because...

I dreamed that I was coming home
You sang me the moonlight
And in that dream you smothered me
Was more than I could write
In the song that we sing to raise the moon
Sweet whispers to children
There, there, there, there
Sleep through the silvery night

Frangipani sighs
Penny weather
Full lips pressed to touch
Like a feather

Made a promise to keep for better ends
For finite forever
Furthered ocean home
When the distance is quite imaginary

For you darling
Brave sonnets, canonize my love
It's slow weaning to find meaning
Like tracing the stars up above

When all the stars we trace
Play memories of love
I feel safe from the bitter thousand miles away because...

I dreamed that I was coming home
You sang me the moonlight
And in that dream you smothered me
Was more than I could write
In the song that we sing to raise the moon
Sweet whispers to children
There, there, there, there
Sleep through the silvery night

Moon, moon
Shining and silver
Moon, moon
Silver and bright
Moon, moon
Whispers to children
Sleep, sleep
Sleep through the silver night
Through the night

I dreamed that I was coming home
You sang me the moonlight
And in that dream you smothered me
Was more than I could write
In the song that we sing to raise the moon
Sweet whispers to children
There, there, there, there
Sleep through the silvery...