1. |
The Rustle of Spring
03:11
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2. |
Careless Longing Youth
03:12
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I believe I was paralyzed and
I was paralyzed
I want to be something more than you believe
And I'm catatonic in front of these answers
No friend of mine would be
Catatonic in front of these exits
Just pass the time with me
Supersonic collisions abound
But no one sees
No one hears the sound
Nobody hears the asteroids
Circling round our heads
No one moves
Nobody makes a sound
For fear we will destroy
The glass we can't anoint
To contain the longing in our chests
I want to be something more than you believe
Glass can't contain me
Seeks to profane me
Nobody speaks in the tongues of careless longing youth
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3. |
City
05:41
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It's called the curtain call
it's blank and neatly drawn
your forest in photographs I took
but I didn't know I would have to look
It's called the one in all and it breathes down your neck
but I didn't know I'd write this check
Full speed to the city all around me
your supersonic eyes
so they see in the dark, do they?
Could you tell me could you tell me if they delay the
tip of my tongue and I will not depart this riverside
paid with my life though I will not rebirth in sacrifice
Was it worth it?
To build this up?
Was it worth just delaying your burial?
I long to see this city underwater
oh friend of mine
your supersonic eyes
If only it were quiet
I wanna be there but I don't want to go very far
If you are the dreamer, I am what you dream
But when you want to wake, I am your wish
I would like to step out of my heart and go
walking beneath the enormous sky
I long to see this city underwater
oh friend of mine
your supersonic eyes
If only it were quiet
I wanna be there but I don't want to go very far
If only it were silent
A chorus of shattered glass
Turn myself into a star's vast silence
Above the strange and distant city of time
Carry on my river
Go on home my river
Safely my river go safely my river
Save me my river
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4. |
Sun/Sunflowerless
05:49
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You fell for it
I don't believe I got your name
I would like to go walking in the sunlight
Every house is connected by invisible seams
that tear apart your heartstrings
I don't fear that cautious demonstration
of affection from neighboring directions
But let's turn our eyes to the stars
For in the skies we are not apart
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5. |
Fake Your Own Death
08:02
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6. |
Homeland (Mess Folk)
06:42
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I fell for my homeland
I tried but I can't
to find out where I end and the dream begins
I fell through my own ways
hysteria in my gaze as the
parting train stole its shadow
You may never know what
light hides beneath its sole but
the sole province of death
No, you will not rest
I pray the past is real
Though never brought to heel by
Sole conscious day
Breathing away the fog of where I lay
I remember when
I thought I was in
a movie about nothing
except what happens when
your mind's running thin
on reasons to enjoy the place you're in
I pray the past is real
Though never brought to heel by
Sole conscious day
Breathing away the fog of where I lay
I'll lie abed for a while and take apart my ceiling tile
Live in dreams for a while where there's no space and I am the space
I tried to find my homeland
I tried but I can't
to find out where I end and the dream begins
It's the sole province of death
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7. |
Mantra
03:53
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Time means breathing underlines
the steady passing of
all our hopes and our dreams and they're coming for you
I don't want to be a part of it but you insist, if you insist, don't you?
The paralyzed's got a new pair of shoes with which to keep his cold feet in till he's willing to move
Another bell rings out from up clear a remonstration of my patience with my mantra for years saying
I don't want to be a part of this, but I exist, yet I exist, don't I?
Time means breathing underlines the steady passage of
All our hopes and our dreams and they're coming for you
Love I'd walk back but I feel like I'd get stopped in my tracks
paralyzed I realize if you miss it there's no
Time means breathing underlines the steady passage of
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8. |
Upend/The Rustle of Fall
05:33
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I never thought I would miss
the soul-searing bliss
of cantankerous winds
tearing up my lids
I never thought I would miss it
I would upend your skies
If it'd open your eyes
I won't
choose to wander
the boulevards anymore
Up and down, restlessly
While the dry leaves blow up through me
I would upend your skies
If it'd open your eyes
I would open your wounds
If it meant you'd leave sooner than
I would open your eyes
To see just in time
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9. |
Anima in the Aspen
17:10
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This is where I lay
that is where I'm going
to be found in a
aspen grove among the pine wood
I hope you regret dying
We collapse our moment is dead
and we were using our senses to defy what we saw
a dimension from ahead
ahead of me now
I hope you regret dying
You're always living in the corner of your eye
I wish I'd lost my mind
You're always searching out the corner of your eye
I wish I'd lost my mind
If you are who I think you are
then you might be the one to
eradicate my undying loveless gaze
but chances are you are not
(anything from not this Earth's wrought)
and the feeling's almost gone from when I was
Sheltered by your canopy
eternal pour of rain
translucent fabric a membrane of our memories
I've made a tent of it
to live amongst the fairies and psychotropic flora
I want to see you in divine estuaries between the sky and my delirium
And I've made a tent of it
to live amongst the fairies and psychotropic flora
I think you know what's been hiding between
spheres that are taking up our orchestrated scenes
I think you know what's been hiding from me
I think you know
I think you know my secrets
I think I know your regrets
I think about every time
You walked around
without a glance
I wish I'd lost my mind
You're always searching in the corner of your eye
As if you wanted to see past the window of this life
We woke up in a cabin all to ourselves
we were looking for a way out
in the dead of winter
our breath hung in the air
a cruel vapor reminder of
your ghostly presence
and there was no world outside of sweet mummifying heat of
logs gently cracking under horrifying entropy
the lonely bird sang its last elegy
there's a whisper in the wood
tempting all of those who would
hear its name
to be saved
from pain
though it remains a lie
a lullaby
for those who are looking for a way out
under the snow-laden boughs of our aspen grove
Will you walk with me
one final time before the world swallows us into its irreversible tract
I pray this happened to me, sometime
Don't look back on that autumn when I pretended we knew each other
And the joyous beautiful solipsism of the autumn after
I wish I'd lost my mind
And I think you know that
Don't look back, do not look back
Don't wake up, do not wake up
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