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In a vision or in none
02:27
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beyond a fragile bridge in a slow dreamk
takes place the last lightning bolt
Roaming the earth, groaning in caves
I wake to see the world go wild in a vision or in none
air recalled
temper the heat, save me from words flies above
the certainty of death
enjoy the feast, bugspray the guests,
When it was rotten and ready to break?
Neither fall, nor gold, nor red.
You who haunted me in life,
The healing wheel of the engine.
In future rains I’ll sit by new fires
Saints and consolations and the flame so kind.
So whatever plan you have for me
Only momma dears along the years
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Tones and shapes
02:37
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For the shame of your responses about the past
I’m getting real with you
White moon, why don’t you try at least to move
Flooded with reasons I intend to treason
In this black bird fluttering tune
It gets born, raised and charred
Well that’s too cute
She heard tones
And he saw shapes
And were all warm and fuzzy
Munching both cheeks of you
So you wanna make yourself more beautiful
I’ll keep pride away
Zoomed in an eerie owl quickened her pace
Holding the questions for herself
We’re too poor to be too late
A pulse against the light
Who dares to spoil the only child
She heard tones
And he saw shapes
And were all warm and fuzzy
Munching both cheeks of you
White moon, why don’t you try at least to move
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Drop a pebble
02:13
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Brother could you tell me
What should I do I’m a little prick
Drop a pebble, reach the water
Little by little does the trick
Those capital trends no long make sense,
we're on the ground pecking all tense
as gulls in city depredates,
out in the fields eagles await.
Brother could you tell me
What should I do I’m a little prick.
Oh am I the answer on time?
Punish your mom won't make you strong,
in every twinge our future is gone,
you'll be on your knees begging hype me,
ooshie gushie cold turkey.
Brother could you tell me
What should I do I’m a little prick
He said I don’t know!
And suddently here comes the snap,
on top of that the skies are black,
don't really think we'll make it through
and bottom line I do miss you.
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The flood
02:36
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Burning the midnight oil in boil, mull it all over
And it’s a long way for the flood to splash on your shoulders.
Set the greenhouse on fire burn out the old patience
It’s just a temporary tick, oh my dear we cannot operate on
Would you lover go If you find me empty when everything collide?
And no more wooden lullabies will give you shelter
You know me better, the way that I’m not
You love me better, the way that I hate
Set the greenhouse on fire burn out the old patience
It’s just a temporary tick, oh my dear we cannot operate on
Would you lover go If you find me empty when everything collide?
And no more wooden lullabies will give you shelter
Remember no one will reward you, not a crack
No more softly singing sparrows, on your lap
And no more wooden lullabies will give you shelter
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We spend the days
02:35
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I found your love unexpectedly.
your hand gently on my back
By night consoles, By day congratulates.
sweet lady remain what you are
And we spend the days
Spotting what is past or passing or to come
With the wild eye of a stranger
Foolish beyond
The fever of gold
Controlled, delivered and sold.
Lay down on a tide till the anchor holds
On those upon which we rely
And in your sleep found the mourn for every loss
Sweet lady remain what you are
And we spend the days
Spotting what is past or passing or to come
With the wild eye of a stranger
Foolish beyond
The fever of gold
Controlled, delivered and sold.
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Full moon pilgrim
02:54
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You walk in and check who’s home
Pretty sure you’re gonna wing this though
You let’em in, You let ‘em grow
Pacing up and down the room
Chasing doves, slightly nice dressed groom
I’ll grab this you kiss goodbye
Grinding teeth, red faced, teary eyed
Drowned on sunday coffee pots
Then you go and give a fuck
And time is good spent on being young men until doomsday.
This ride is right i time,
Guarantee you wouldn't miss it,
Try to scape is so much easier.
Permission to be a stone
My darling understands it all
How good it is, How good he is
Snuggling into each others arms
As sugar turns to alcohol
Tastes pretty decent
Though we know the world won’t listen
Fastened to a dying animal in this blurry day
I won’t need a horizon
Boy, gotta hold on to yourself
Gotta take it all back, take the test
Punch the chest caress the rest
I’ll blow the sand and own the land
Be the one you can’t
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Dear kiddo
02:45
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Dear kiddo I know I failed you
I was so deeply scared, and you know I’m no hero
But I’ll build my butt and keep my trousers up
Been dreamin’ about family, fools and friends
All of them schmoopy picking wild herbs
From the back of the scariest creature you put down on the ground
How I’m supposed to help you?
Dear kiddo you can be mean
Boomed out in this trap you’ve caught in
I’ll stand for the ball
Thank you naivety for pimpin’ me out
Weeping trinkets go on jingle-jangle
Casting shadows in your wise wise blood
And in a bit they’ll shackle tight, your claws open wide at self-imploding empires
And honestly, we’re all gonna be fine
Excuses and excuses, boiling salty water
How I’m supposed to help you?
Dear kiddo you can be mean
Boomed out in this trap you’ve caught in
I’ll stand for the ball
Thank you naivety for pimpin’ me out
Your eyes move so fast
And all of your fingers are so long
And I’ll step on their trail craving for your weight
How I’m supposed to help myself?
Dear kiddo I can be mean
Boomed out in this trap I’ve caught in
Who'll stand for the ball?
Thank you naivety for pimpin’ me out
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Crash over me
03:27
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Underneath cold stones and soft moses
Your heart is pumping franticly.
Thirsty crows on a telephone wire
sharp the borders of themselves,
waiting for the murder's hour
Bitter cries in tree top hiding.
Dirty job and no fame,
they don't sing all the same
Nature wisely made the law.
hawk and owl in tree top hiding
Cooing sweet nothings
we will take one thing at the time, that's why
new plants were green when breezes begin
Crash over me! you've got to take the edge off it
They look, and danced, and moved and glanced
beholding each instant flies
what soon is over.
The burrow you wanted badly to keep warm
is icing your bones,
let the dream grow cold
Bitter cries in tree top hiding.
Thirsty crows on a telephone wire
sharp the borders of themselves,
waiting for the murder's hour
hawk and owl in tree top hiding
Cooing sweet nothings
we will take one thing at the time, that's why
new plants are green where breezes begin
Crash over me! you've got to take the edge off it
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The moss on you
02:59
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I curse profane and holy
The earth and all its cracks
Twinkling fake blue lights from the blinking of an eye
You’re the prettiest side of a helpless youth
As the ivy on wall, I’m the moss on you
We’re down with good intentions, sustained tender chords
But shall we procrastinate 'em due to mercy of breaking dawn
You’re the prettiest side of a helpless youth
As the ivy on wall I’m the moss on you
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Sweet brittle
03:05
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What happens between
how it looks from the hindsight.,
sweet brittle, to lean on,
down by law.
Pondered, weak and weary
despite considerable effort,
despite you, sweet brittle.
Black bird over black rain burns
Keep, keepin'
on heart beating.
What took you that far to glance up?
Now I'm glad you made it.
I was about to repay you, sweet brittle.
So breathe full of wonder.
Black bird over black rain burns
Keep, keepin'
on heart beating
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