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brilliant beginnings
03:25
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the world outside is bleeding white
doesn't break my mind
we can leave these lives behind
i assume we're fine
watching nobodies make it big
it's a mystery
pursue selfishly your own destiny
success is dignity
i could think of something to say
but i know someone else said it first
i linger in the alcove again
with the narcs and with the nerds
keep your spine, keep your fingernails clean
don't focus on the irony
today we're anything if not free
fixated on a washed up dream
the day's so bright it's almost scary
just these bedroom walls and me
let's start again and again
i've worked at this and begged another second chance
let's start again and again
i've worked at this, don't compromise the vision
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an artist turns the mundane into a masterpiece
another angel says get these wings off of me
intrepid kid looks for an finds eternity
it's nature, it's instinct
they weren't doing right or wrong or anything
they just saw what their senses said to see
death was a bother, we started to speak
it's nature, it's instinct
creative and destructive overbreed
make a world full of claustrophobic babies
generations fall and generations feed
it's nature, it's instinct
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darkness over eden
04:54
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we walk awhile between the houses
we walk alone and innocent
the repetition and the reason
dead to the world, but heaven sent
we walk away, they close the curtains
they think of time and consequence
without a sound we're going somewhere
where all is velvet silence
focus and fade
vanish with age
in stormy weather
in perpetual shade
we've got to live while dreams are dimming
we've got to love in black and white
we get a little conversation
crossing over into light
let's talk of angels in the evening
let's talk of lovers in the night
let's talk of brothers in the morning
let's talk of everything that's right
the marching men will fill the skylines
the tailored cloth, the car exhaust
we clear the air, our chests expanding
as ashes drift from steep rooftops
capture the tears in empty sockets
abandoned roads and dreary lakes
a kind of beauty in the stillness
with dust and feathers in our wake
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garage radio
03:49
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way down, way down
way down upon that road
there lies a destination
don't know what it holds
not for sale, try and fail
man up, shut up, keep quiet
if you choke, if you're broke
there ain't no safety net
roll on down the line
tell me what you find
same old same old
sad and judgmental
no persuasion, decimation
the money's in control
building more, getting less
barely sneaking by
calloused hands, no man's land
won't know it when you die
i'm asking again and again
which way is home
it's way down, way down
way down upon that road
you've traveled it many a time
the pointed ways, the rusted signs
you've traveled it many a time
so roll on down the line
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trains in the night
02:27
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the distant trains sound lonely
and as i lay my head down
i'm sleeping alone in a nightshade grove
two cents left and the frozen ground
the engines ride out of town so long
howling out their wanderer's song
got me off of this trip for good
this godforsaken neighborhood
the years go by, i'm still the same
drink the water, feel the flame
my breath is steam, my possessions few
i'm out of drugs and stolen booze
i see little dots, they blink with me
i repent further, i long for the sea
the war was thunder inside my skull
i came back over a shaken shell
the road was kind of this citizen
what's it mean to live again
forget me not says this old man
be still my heart, be still my hand
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release me
02:58
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waiting in the flames of dawn
memory is almost gone
streets a vicious blur that night
i could never sing it right
release me
i'm buried
cupid's cage, unbreakable
lovers locked in crystal ball
work days make me wonder why
something about sacrifice
makes no difference what was said
image locked in empty head
lay me closer, lay me down
funeral or wedding gown
get you off, push me around
guilt as heavy as the ground
language of self-conscious grace
forgiveness that we both misplaced
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stop acting ugly
03:06
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oh why you gotta make that face
it's a memory i can't erase
all this talk of puke and shit
is not remotely attractive
it's a folly
it's a fallacy
you're not sorry
stop acting ugly
a man of few words
makes it awkward
i hit my head so hard
that i had to sit down and count all the stars
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so clever
02:37
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she stands timidly
at the microphone
she knows how things can be
she takes it seriously
the spotlight's shine
in fluorescent hues
and so she sings
and her voice comes through
it's funny how different people can seem
she's got books upon her table
and movies on her mind
she uses words so soft and clever
i think she'll be just fine
and i can tell
it won't be long
before she's out of here
before she's gone
she wants to see
england and japan
she thinks that her life
is moving by too fast
she's making this harder than it should be
if you don't try
put it in a song
the voices in my head
are almost always wrong
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9. |
spirit says
03:46
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at my darkest
i am bold
at the gate
of solid gold
at my lightest
i am young
and my brightest
i am fun
i wanna taste your atoms
feel within
savor salvation
crawling under your skin
this is how
i prefer
i go to bed
and go to work
i want to touch
your molecules
i want to love
i want to rule
do you find
me creepy
am i too much
off-putting
here's a shock
shockingly
i am you
and you are me
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10. |
the oneironaut
03:55
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so suddenly
the pale vacant trees
they're all made up
i'm all but made up in the world
dream within a dream
the waves in violent seas
it's all made up
i'm all but made up in the world
when i walk alone
i am skin and bone
if only i'd known
i was already home/whole
a peaceful melody
heard quite clearly
it's all made up
i'm all but made up in the world
even asleep
pulses beat slowly
they're all made up
i'm all but made up in the world
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