Martin Rivas - The Convalescence EP

Behind Their Thumb

Someone created something
That created something
That created something
That created us

Someone stands above something
That stands above something
That stands above the religions we created to govern ourselves

And if the weather changes
And if the house comes down
And if gravity rages
And envelops every sound
There is someone watching patiently
From so far away
From so far away that our vastness disappears behind their thumb
All our grandness disappears behind their thumb

All the clouds
All the oceans
All the children
All the mountains
All the history
All the love
Disappears behind their thumb

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I Am of Nothing

I am in everything
I am of nothing

The sky is beautiful and blue
It speaks to me: I have to do something
The colors of the street in bloom
What people see is so far from nothing

It’s all beyond what God conceived
It’s in the humid air I breathe
But still I find the painful need to keep repeating

I am in everything
I am of nothing

I stand here and I gaze at you
A dream to me: I know I feel something
But how do I convey to you
That all I feel may someday be nothing?

I’m stranded at the boundary of what I wish and what will be
Despite what I might hope to see, I keep repeating

Not what I believe I should see
But what I see

It’s all beyond what God conceived
It’s in the humid air I breathe
But still I find the painful need to keep repeating

I am in everything
I am of nothing
I am of nothing

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The Cage (Aurora Borealis)

Yesterday’s clouds mourn the passing
Defiant clouds pass the morning
They tore down the building so long ago
Long before they put up the cage

Collecting stories only miles apart
Miles apart, yet half a world away
Reaching far beyond the dancing trees
Reaching into the heart of the sun

Around the universe
Behind Orion’s spinning arms
And you breathe a sigh for two
And your hope rests in the bottle that you threw beyond the stars
Aurora Borealis takes you there

Majestic shadows over Steeplechase
Dreamland’s gone, but not so far away
Unexistent to the passers on the beach
The flame’s in the hand of her native sons

Around the universe
Behind Orion’s spinning arms
And you breathe a sigh for two
And your hope rests in the bottle that you threw beyond the stars
Aurora Australis takes you there

Isn’t it wonderful?
The mystery of life, the ageless competition
The world is mine to win if I find you in my arms and hold you
Forever
Today

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This Winter Isn't Ending

It’s starting to very much bother me
Your answers, they very much bother me
This winter isn’t ending
It isn’t ending
Your answers are no longer satisfactory
Your answers no longer mean anything to me

It’s starting to very much bother me
Your questions, they very much bother me
This summer isn’t ending
It isn’t ending
Your questions, such a tired mystery
Your questions no longer mean anything to me

I’m dreaming now of dogs, without a bark
Digging under fences in the dark
Before the sun is up, they squeeze their bodies through and run
Without an explanation
This is simply how it’s done
Run and run and run

It’s starting to very much bother me
Your presence, it very much bothers me
This autumn isn’t ending
This autumn isn’t ending

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Raise Me Again

Raise me again
Raise me in a house filled with love
Between yourselves, between each other
Father
Mother

Raise me again
Raise me in a house filled with love
With no more secrets
They’ve all been shared
I’m glad you cared
Raise me again

I can’t imagine how surreal it would be to see you in love
For my sister and my brother and me to see you in love
Like it was when we weren’t real
Like to know how good it would feel

Raise me again
Raise me in a house filled with love
Between yourselves, between each other
Father
Mother

Raise me again
Raise me in a house filled with love
With no more secrets
They’ve all been shared
I’m glad you cared
Raise me again

Pretending/wishing/hoping we were asleep
As you’d tear into each other
Imagine living up to something so deep
Like if you were into each
Like it was when we weren’t real
Like to know how good it could feel

Mr. Ali, Mr. Knievel

Those were my guys before I ever knew I needed them
Those were my guys after I found out, no doubt
Muhammad would punch right through
Evel would fly right over
Evel would crash right through
Muhammad would float and sting over

Can’t we float right through
Can’t we start all over
Can’t we break right through
Can’t we start all over

Raise me again