1. |
Thermoloop
03:22
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Here
Between the sheets
On distant shores
You're touching ground
I'm getting bored
Through thick and thin
Too far below
You're dodging darts
I'm taking notes
Beyond the sea of shimmering gold
You're catching fire
I'm growing cold
Beyond the source of clattering thoughts
You're going wild
I'm growing old
Here
A brimming cup
To absent friends
You're gliding by
I'm mixing meds
Some gasping sound
Between your words
You're touching ground
I'm getting bored
Before the crown of logical thorns
You're catching fire
I'm growing old
Before the drive to let it all go
You're going wild
I'm growing cold
Can't take it back
But it's all my own
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2. |
Rockets
03:58
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We watched the rockets burn
But we stayed home
We never left the ground
We stared into the sun
But we felt cold
We put our glasses on
And every piece of this restriction
Is falling into place
And every single operator
They told us it's falling into place
We spotted new frontiers
But we stood back
We never strayed from walls
We coined a new idea
But we looked old
We turned it to small talk
And every piece of this restriction
Is falling into place
And every single operator
They told us it's falling into place
Every piece of this restriction now is falling into place
(Every single operator is falling into place)
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3. |
To Be
03:22
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I hid a passage in
The words I never said
I found a secret hell
I need you to pretend you know
It's time to be forgotten
It's time to be lost in lullabies
I had a simple map
Of what I sorely lack
I built a narrative
I hope you'll fully grasp, because
It's time to be forgotten
It's time to be lost in lullabies
I tried to match the silence with the color of my eyes
I saw the bigger picture and it's smaller than its parts
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4. |
Whatever Is Haunting You
05:11
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I wanna come home
Like everything still depends upon
How near you stand to me
Like radio waves in 1943
Ahead of all the lies
Unscathed by the deadlights
I wanna come home
But home is the reason why
I checked our stars
They say we're good to go
It's just a false belief
It's just a fork in the road
I checked our stars
They say we shouldn't know
Whatever is haunting you
Whatever is haunting me
I got it all wrong
We're not in a glass bell anymore
A steep and steady climb
Denying the landing in 1969
Afraid of all the signs
Sent over to the sidelines
I got it all wrong
But home is the reason why
I checked our stars
They say we're good to go
It's just a false belief
It's just a fork in the road
I checked our stars
They say we shouldn't know
Whatever is haunting you
Whatever is haunting me
Seeking shelter from the storm
Bracing for a siren's call
But we just hum it all day long
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5. |
Ishtar
03:40
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Ishtar comes with no
Written instructions
A bundle of strings and
An oral tradition
Hangs on the side of
A blanket of fears
Your call to shove it
Or make it your own
Failure is a lie when puzzles can't be solved
And she blows your peace away
And she tears the night apart
Ishtar relies on
A map of your plot holes
The burden of proof and
A brazen presumption
Hails from the edge of
A careless desire
Your call to hate it
Or make it your own
Failure is a lie when puzzles can't be solved
And she blows your peace away
And she tears the night apart
Now she's crawling on the floor
She's upset
She won't go
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6. |
Field Day
04:18
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Sleep until the end of the world
Is this lack of your presence
The company I'm looking for
A struggle to begin with
Take me to the end of the world
I can't stop this whirlwind
Am I supposed to give it a go
A challenge to begin with
Can you see me rise above
The best of your constraints
Can you see me rise above
The dust of the trail
Keep it for the end of the world
Such a swift adjustment
Are you prepared to give it a go
The figure of your passion
Sleep until the end of the world
Is this bare interruption
The closure you are looking for
A figure in your speech
Can you see me rise above
The best of your constraints
Can you see me rise above
The dust of the trail
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7. |
Back of Your Car
03:27
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You said you're tired of counting lies on someone else's hands
You said you're sick of tracing routes on someone else's steps
But memories are facts, as well as you could say
And in my memories you're a brighter fire
You said there's more to a demise than to a simple fall
And dreams, they can be sneaky, and they are, after all
But memories are facts, as well as you could say
And in my memories you're a knight in disguise
You're standing tall
Thinking you're not tall enough
To dream yourself alive
I plunged into my pockets
I was looking for an answer
But then I realized
I left it in the back of your car
You said life can put you down or face against the wall
And dreams should make you breathe, but they do not at all
Still, memories are facts, as well as you could say
And in my memories you're a golden shard
You're standing tall
Thinking you're not tall enough
To dream yourself alive
I plunged into my pockets
I was looking for an answer
But then I realized
I left it in the back of your car
And it screams
And it sears
And it spins round and round again
Is it right?
Is it true?
Is it something, after all?
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8. |
China Bear
03:30
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Walking home on a tightrope
Don't call me out an acrobat
I used to fuck it up
Come around
Your needles make me collapse and fade
Tightrope
Needles
Collapse and fade
Walking on
I was younger and clueless
Too scared to dance to it
Now you watch me through it
I can't be found
Your needles make me collapse and fade
Tightrope
Needles
Collapse and fade
Walking on
I don't wanna talk
I'm trying not to think
Carvings on the wall
But I'm not a part of this
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9. |
Retry/Reply
03:32
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I sit and watch the show from my giant afternoon
I recollect the twirl, but it's somewhat overdue
My lines are scattered on t he table
All reasons organized and stapled
Retry, reply, 'cause this is not the end
Reply, retry, 'cause this is not the end
I never have the chance to release you from the strain
I rack up all the hints, but I never rip the veil
My light is scattered on the table
All bruises organized and labeled
Retry, reply, 'cause this is not the end
Reply, retry, 'cause this is not the end
Retry, reply, 'cause this is not the end
Reply, retry, we're live again
Pretend you didn't cut the power off
Pretend you never left your password out
Somebody didn't back the fuck up
Pretend you didn't pull the cable
I sit and watch the show from my giant afternoon
I recollect the twirl
I never have the chance to release you from the strain
I never rip the veil
Somebody didn't back the fuck up
Pretend you didn't pull the cable
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10. |
Pacer
03:31
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I'll see you in heaven
Can't make it this far
I'll break down in sevens
And count from the start
Some lingering presence
Like dying fires
Like driving signs
I'll make it to heaven
I'm taking the part
Significant comfort
In firing all guns
Your crowning achievement
Like it's some job
Like it's small talk
Like sirens
Wait to see the long haul
Sway and carry it on
I'll see you in heaven
I'll count from the start
Your lingering presence
I'm taking the part
Some crowning achievement
Like driving signs
Like dying fires
Like sirens
Wait to see the long haul
Sway and carry it on
(To lie awake to find you in the dark)
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11. |
The Castellan
05:10
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All those messages I saved as draft
I gave them a mask and sent them away
To people who couldn't care less
All those pictures I took and then discarded
They're stored in a hidden folder now
And lost inside my brain cells
I fell into a different kind of hole
I'm craving for a touch that I forgo
Oh for god's sake, tell me something I don't know
I divide, but I don't rule and let you show
This mixed-up premise
So far, so fair enough
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