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This acoustic version is the one we played at coffee houses in Port Hope and other live gigs around Toronto. It is as close to our sound at that time.

Lyrics

These Other Things
In the silence of other days
I cannot see today
In the promise of other ways
I see only yesterday

What of all the things I used to be? (ah)
What of all the things I thought were me? (ah)

In the echos of last goodbyes
I could not see you cry
In the space where we amplify
I see beyond my eyes
AH
Lost in all the things to help me fly
Lost in all these things I want to try

I’m made of nothing but lost memories
And I’m running up against things I cannot see
And we find ourselves where we’ve both been all along
where all we are is shifting sun and shadow