Track 1 from the album AS SMALL AS ANTS

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Credits:

Noah Ord - Violin

Rosie Drown - Alto Sax

Nolan Wood - Tenor Sax

Rhye Politylo - Bari Sax

Robyn Hendry - Trumpet

JJ Payne - Baritone Horn

Eli Lyons - Bassoon

Rae Benson - Bass Clarinet

Aeden Parenteau - Guitars, Composition

Justin Graham - Drumkit

Bennett Pick - Additional composition

Luna, shifala, Jake, selena, Justin - Backing Vocals

Ezekiel Dukart - Lead vox, Synthesizer, Additional percussion

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Lyrics:

I feel like a landscape painting

Exposed and revealing

I feel like the sea redeemed

To be seen and not seen

I feel like an unnamed mountain

Unclimbed and forgotten

When I was very young and new

The sea unsung in all it's blue

Now I have left it all behind

The shores of which no longer mine

I feel like an untouched canvas

Unused by the masses

But I want to be clean

A means to ends with no means

The rope has frayed apart like stitches ripped across the scar

But this life is a charm

And painted bright so I am waiting

Confused and parading

But I am pulling through

In uncertainty by Pink and Blue

I know that I am learning

The wheels are slowly turning

When I was an ocean did I sing blue?

And when I was a river, what bodies did I pass through?

Or was there something in the waves

That set me in direction?; I sang

I feel like a big fish in a bigger ocean

I feel like the sea cracked open

I seem like a nice place to stop to picnic on your summer road trip

I sit as the untouched landscape

Ignited minds will not be burned alive

River winds, saying Winter Has Arrived

When I was an ocean did I sing blue?

And when I was a river, what mountains carved a path into the ground where other rivers ran though?

Or was there something in the waves

That set me in direction?; I Sang

When I was an ocean

When I was a river

When I was an ocean

When I was a river

When I was an ocean

When I was a river

When I was an ocean

When I was a river