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Framework

by An Empty Orchestra

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Nicholas Johnson
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Nicholas Johnson Its always appreciated when an amazing artist pours his heart and soul into his work. Brandon is a great friend of mine, and every time I hear him play me a part I am amazed more and more. I did not hesitate to buy his EP. You shouldn't either. Favorite track: the key to the locks we create.
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1.
You're floating without me You're sleeping so soundly But it's for the best God knows you need some rest From fighting yourself off From your vices and your thoughts Let me grieve in bed Forever trapped in my head I'm sick of watching the clock tick Hoping I'll change in the seconds We'll grow old and rust Our bones will turn to dust We're lost in the minutes of time
2.
I'll preach of hope, of faith, and of grace So you can wait and expect some better days We lose our youth fighting in mental wars But we forget what we are even fighting for Let's stop defining ourselves by blemishes on our face We are the blood in our brains, we create the confidence we crave I hold the strings of demons controlling me And I curse the hands that won't stop shaking I'm falling off just like the autumn leaves And every dying moment is so bittersweet We are bound by the chains that we make But we hold the key to the locks we create We are the blood in our brains We create the confidence we crave
3.
No more talking about the weather or any other way of just passing time Unless if you really want to hold onto moments that we love to glorify And I know you've been holding out on me And I'm tired of holding onto you I hate it when you deprive yourself of sleep Because your eyes glisten when they don't see dreams Goddamn it your eyes are always so perfect to me I hate it when you deprive yourself of sleep I'm a house that is on fire and no one really understands why Chalk it up to being dramatic, but aren't we all just burning inside? And I've locked up all of my doors So no one can put the flames out Because wildfire spreads faster than you can help There's something about the summer that makes us feel young There's something about the cold that makes us real numb But I'm not ready for the cold And I'm not ready to grow old
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I've dwelled in sadness before, just like most of you I've shot down demons, but they become bulletproof A fortress in your head just doesn't make any sense When the outside isn't who the soldiers fight against I tend to studder when I'm down on my knees because The god above does not have faith in me Or at least that's what I like to tell myself because Getting better feels better when there isn't anyone there to help me And I can't stand mirrors anymore cause a coward is all I see I see a man who stopped moving to better things because it began to hurt his feet I'm a violent empty orchestra, alone on the stage I'm looking for a harmony, like in the melodies I make
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I'm living through memories, lost inside the summer breeze Begging for nostalgia in familiar melodies All I need is simply honest abstract poetry Something to help simplify these ideas surrounding me All we want is to fade But all we can do is change I'm hoping that the season will try to change me once again But truth be told it's not the cold that keeps me lying in bed I'm learning what it means to be, what it means to be a friend again Find me in the leaves, leaving behind dead trees We'll lose ourselves to perfect skin promised in fountains One by one we'll learn to move these goddamn mountains
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I am an empty orchestra, and this is what I learned from ghosts.
I've learned that we constantly surround ourselves by the ridiculous idea of time, and that since time heals all, we choose to just sit and watch clocks until pain doesn't exist. We begin to confuse our heartbeats with the ticking of the hands, losing hours believing minutes will create our second chances. But as easily as we can bind ourselves to the clock, we can let go of it, because we hold the key to the locks we create upon ourselves.
I'm older, and in front of me is everything, changing. The world isn't messed up, but the idea that it will always be as easy as it was when I was younger is. I didn't embrace change, and I didn't realize we can't stay the same. These ideas came about last fall, and so I started writing sad songs because I fell victim to believing I could only write when it was cold and when I felt numb. But this time when it got warmer, I realized how foolish it was to obsess over the cold, because you're the same person no matter the temperature or time of year.
This is a bittersweet form of moving on, realizing you can't hold onto memories forever because your arms get tired, and that holding on means you can't move on.
So this is me moving on. This is me ignoring time. This is the framework to my better life.

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released August 11, 2015

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