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Waking Up
04:55
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gone is the earth like a shadow from under our feet waxing moon light broken soldiers in a brave retreat oh and like a bell my conscience rang out Quasimodo fight my battles I'm no surgeon I'm no knife gone is the sky like a silhouette overhead waning sunlight breaks me wakes me from some dream and like a bell my eyes pop open Quasimodo save my army I'm no captain I'm no gun I'm told that that there's a war on my eyes are dead wrong they show me nothing nothing now it's night and I'm afraid to sleep or don't know how blank silhouette war is regret and I'm sure that there's nothing left
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And We Drown
04:31
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my tongue fills my mouth like a sleeping animal cold and limp speak this time of year the wind carries your thoughts far away say anything girl on the bench by the river might be a mermaid might have a thing to say or not Rapunzel speak the way they talk you'd think the gods were sane what a virtuosic silence it makes break anything girl on the bench by the river might be a mermaid might swallow rocks like you'd have tea and weighted down it sinks among the dazzled marine life odd fish welcome home relax
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It's So Nice To Get Mail
03:22
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new moon throw down your hair to me like a fishhook gleaming brightly and I don't know what good bait is when fish wait for rescue rescue rescue rescue I could have worse problems than a birdcage where my head should be growing boys need good food cook vegetables instead of me I could make you soup with everything you need but I won't budge from my deathbed where I rest my new head screwed on tightly and I don't know and I'm not sure if that blinking light's a signall for me or someone else throw down your hair and I'll climb up to my jail cell quick like a rabbit to save time for you for all's well that ends well or ends at all I could have worse problems than a wishbone for a conscience out among the panic a pair of eyes eats bread for free I could farm your yard turn grass into fish food I could have worse problems than a fishhook for a memory tackle costs a fortune but bait can be yours for a modest fee I could spit you out and go the hell to bed but that's no fun
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Chinatown Is For Lovers
04:57
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stark was the day against the washed out sky at the time it seemed so simple but who were you and who was I it's all right we'll stay in bed for a while just smile tell my fortune in a dragon fruit tell my fortune in a dragon fruit I'm a sucker for a feedback loop I'm a sucker for a girl I know who doesn't have a phone stark is my mind since you left like a wicker scarecrow scaring birds from their nest what good's redress at a time so simple it's all right we'll stay in bed all day long what's wrong cut my fingers on a dragon fruit cut my fingers on a dragon fruit I'm a sucker for a feedback loop I'm a sucker for a game that starts and ends in the same place
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Drink Coffee
02:59
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I wake up every day a little older stretch my neck and turn a cold shoulder heat's not hot for free have some coffee my hope for you's that you came at the right time twenty more years and the whole thing falls apart oh each day I'm one closer to being washed up like a great skeleton on the beach each by each my hope for you's that you came at the right time twenty more years and the whole thing falls apart oh drink coffee drink coffee drink coffee I'll be seventeen my whole life oh age like whiskey I'm not ready faced with old fears I'm looking ahead ten more years
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starting again in the place we know so well whether or not we'll escape it's hard to tell oh how are you today I'm fine well hello good morning welcome back you'll be pleased to know your day's on track get up now the will to move is strong find out how a body gets along given time an hour will repeat again complete the loop again starting again in the place we know so well whether or not we'll escape it's hard to tell oh how are you today I'm fine but it's only a matter of time oh echo go away she's mine mine mine and there's nothing left my empty friend oh how are you today I'm fine but it's only a matter of time
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Step Back
03:18
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big country no grass for grazing cattle oh good luck with your magpie pasture good luck with rocks for eyes big surprise you're blind what luck in our small world magpie eyesight makes a man king peasant life is a cartoon my lord give up your eyes step back step back what good is sight to a king in a small cartoon world
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