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Sound
03:46
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First Words
05:01
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I'll sing tonight
Once for your eye
Once for your life
Twice paralysed
Come tonight and I'll set a fire
And I'll get us high
Seems to me that life's got us low
Well I'll get us high
They fall into codes
Speaking of notes
I hear with my bones
And sing from my throat
I'll prove tonight that I sing it right
As I sing it wrong
It's not about 'oh here it comes'
It's where it's from
Do you feel alive once you have died?
The story is life
The punch-line you die
Go build a house there-in build a home
For the grateful mouse
Quench a strangers thirst
Drain yourself
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Getting Off
04:02
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The bird song turned out to be a wolves snarl
A beautifully vicious lie
They're all wild, now my heart heads stark
I'm not getting off
A worn out creature prowls a brighter star
He doused his ancient parts with burnt out sparks
Remains an old remark
I'm not getting off
It's a fools parade
Much better off in yesterday
And I'm silly now singing 'turn around, TURN AROUND!'
I know we're here, until it ends
Brain beat leaders learnt to fake their smarts
Ruby lives in torn down styles
As all their fury explodes
I'm not getting off
The pervert git and the pedophile
Are dancing around while the children smile
It's a fools parade
Much better off in yesterday
And I'm singing 'burn, let it burn away, burn today'
Calm your stride
Much better off yesterday
I know we're here, until it ends
I'm standing here until it ends
I'm waiting here until it ends
I'll watch from here as it ends
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Constant Rivers
03:21
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So everyone was dancing
Shaking the sun out the gloom and cloud
As the rain took a fall, to former lover ground
'I'll cry you a river' she wept
Spitting down on my dirt bank hair
Romantic hands stole the poets tongue
And was found down south by the crown of her hips
Sweet little mist, a mess, she says she won't undress
Not out of clothes like this
Can you love the mould, that holds my bones?
When I live alone everything stinks
All I know, where ever I'm going, I am my own
I am my own I know
She called me on a Friday
We walked the streets the old way
Our conversation escorts us off to bed
She only goes and fuck my head
I'm feeling something of a storms intent
A constant rivers flow will fork my head
As she's spilling away
Did I say she called me that day
The rainy day
When I quit my love and lost my law
Now I hate my phone
It calls, I'm on my own
I'm on my own micro phone
Lately your driving me crazy
From heavens place you watch me
Your heart just seems so high away
When glaring down on me
Go conform to the dancing she said
It's the moment I lost my head
The way her rivers have flown and they flow when they go
But her rains now turned to snow and ice
Words are easy to say when you float away
Well here I stay and I say
You broke my home, you know
With all your snow going up my nose
I'm rolled up in notes
Where never I'm going, I am my own
I am my own on my own
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Unwind
05:04
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Sweet heart
Speak heart
Unhide the truth
Fall apart
Sweet heart
Deny the proof
It's better if you
Unwind the past
Whatever you knew
Wind to the start
Sweet love
In a touch
Denying the proof
Torn apart
Weak heart
Don't fight the truth
It's easier to
Live in a past
Whatever you do
Blind at the start
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Wild Rose
04:31
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Wild rose in leather chokes
Whipping her thorns at me
Wild rose a crazy host
Deep in her garden I'm home
Hung up on meds again
All out of bread again
Dreaming of scraps until
Pulled from my bed again
Told me that I am a five
out of nine
I'm a fool
Wild rose in leather clothes
Twirling her hair at me
Wild rose a crazy host
Deep in her garden I'm home
Can't believe your here again
Bored of who your've been
Slowly spending yourself
And the world again
Bet low and one at a time
Or you'll die
My bet is you've got to rush
If you don't want to rust
Everyone is dust
I hope for those I love
Time offers nothing but a time
You unwind
I'm the fool
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