1. |
Float
03:44
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Flying
Like a cloud I'm floating
Suddenly I'm falling
Down
Who knew staying up would be so damn tough
You think staying afloat would have been enough
Instead I find myself plummeting to the ground
Float like a feather
I'll sting like a bee
It's enough to be free
It's enough to be free x3
Float like a feather
I'll sting like a bee
It's enough to be free
I am fine and easy
Fornicate your way to happy, honey
Soon it'll be that time of the month
Bleeding takes its toll on your body
Forces you to stop your float
But soon you'll...
Float like a feather
And sting like a bee
It's enough to be free
It's enough to be free x2
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2. |
Magnets
02:57
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How bad is it love, to lead a lie
In a world you already despise
Uncertainty looms before your eyes
Are you ready for a big surprise?
But I don't want to
I can't seem to
Eyes are deceptive
They let the lies live
Pressure-cooking from the inside
How much longer will we survive?
The sponge lost its capacity to imbibe
Too long its been filled with little lies
But I don't want to
I can't seem to
Eyes are deceptive
They let the lies live
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3. |
Slow Machine
02:01
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All that we ever do lately
Is wait for light blue flashes
To go off the damn box
Waiting is something that we must
Practice in order to learn how
To deal well with loss
Slap it back, hand
Resist as we'd planned
(We'll only do more harm than necessary)
We understand
Good bread needs smoked ham
Maybe it's time to turn vegetative
Tick tick
Oh no
Tick tick
Time to oil me slick
Tick tock the clock goes
On the wall hanging
Forever frozen
In tip-top motion
Batteries need changing
Once in a while to
Keep time a perpetual notion
Slow down machine
We fill with unease
Oil us at least once everyday, yeah?
Die quietly
Don't make a scene
Flash light (a light blue light) and exit.
Tick tick
Oh no
Tick tick
Time to oil me slick
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4. |
Quicksand
03:39
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So you wanna know
How far I'll go
How mean I can be
Just you wait and see
I'm not one to follow play-by-play life
No way can I be your immaterial wife
I'll try to hold on as long as I can
Slowly going under, standing in quicksand
Slipping under
Quicksand
I know the world has rules
Written down by fools
I see the time has come
You and one equals...one??
I thought we had a plan
Assumed we'd take a stand
But to my dismay
You've thrown it all away
Slipping under
Quicksand
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5. |
Superstitious
04:37
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I wanted to fall
I wanted it all
I dreamt of the mountains
Weathered and grey
Creases in the sky suggest
A certain time of day
The sun's at solar minimum
Washed out and weak
A definite warning sign
Dreaded future's bleak
Superstitious - in the wilderness
With the weight of it all
You'll be wanting to fall
In the wait of a world stalled
Your knees buckle, you crumble - You're falling
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6. |
The Stalker
03:05
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You think you're alone
But you've got an observer
Isolated at home,
You've built your walled fort
But there's no moat around
I can seep through the ground
You made a mistake
Building french windows
If I climb a few feet
Everything shows
I can see all you do
Hear every move
The stalker's nearby
Skulking and sly x2
Creepy crawly I'll grow
Asphyxiate you
Slowly at it I'll go
I will embrace you
But you'll never find out
How wrapped around you I am
Go on about your usual business
I give you permission
(A secret boss bitch)
The scales have declared
Unhealthy balance laid bare
The stalker's nearby
Skulking and sly x2
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7. |
Out At Sea
03:18
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I'm buoyant underwater
I'm splashing out at sea
Float like you weigh nothing
Won't you come swim out to me?
Let's ride the tides together
Light blue skies overhead
Birds chirping, pleasant weather
"Wait a while, love" you once said
I'm freeeee
(and waiting)
I'm freeeee
(but you can't swim)
Red light flashing bright
Unruly cops look on
Deer in the headlights,
You sink into the ground
Soft-shelled crab hunting
Squirming in the sun
Leave your house lights on
You know you will return
I'm freeeee
(and waiting)
I'm freeeee
(but you can't swim)
I'm freeeee
(tired of waiting)
(the tides are changing)
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8. |
Down In The Valley
04:21
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Down in the valley below
Walks a woman, her luggage in tow
She halts at a corner shop
Buys four cigarettes and two cough drops
She sits on a bench and lights up
The trousers she's wearing ride up
Thin ankles and Hokusai socks
Dainty wrists and a casio watch
She's looking unhappy
And rather world-weary
Funny enough that I'm feeling the same way
Eyes sunken hollow
Her face like a swallow
She frowns as she sits in the bright mountain sun
I'm looking straight at her
From high up the mountain
She stubs out her cigarette and looks up right at me
She tucks her short hair
Behind her ears and stares
A flighty smile dashing across her lips
I'd like to go to her
Maybe even get to know her
But I've got insecurities
Can't approach people that I'd like to meet
She can see in my eyes that I'll never come down
So she taps her wrist and walks away with a frown
Down in the valley
She's walking away
Clouds in the sky
Hang heavy and grey
When the skies clear
I make my way down
Feet sink into keechad
That's formed on the ground
I'd like to stay a while
Maybe even try to fake a smile
But I've got peaks I need to reach
Can't be spending all my time in the valley
There might be more like her up high
So for now the valley gets a goodbye
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9. |
April Showers
02:19
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April has come and gone
I'm stuck here thinking how do I write this song
Don't know what day it is
I can't remember that smell of his
Oh I long for travelling clouds
To bring sweet April showers
Cool the heat, ease into my injury
My temporary syncope
You know how,
When you've been laying still too long
And you suddenly get up,
That rush of blood
The more you feel it,
The less temporary it becomes
Like a constant heat-stroke-daze
You're Stupid. Useless. Stupefied!
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