1. |
Unfurl
04:36
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there was a side of you that I could not hide
I tried to look the other way, but I was denied
you were too cold for this role
you think you’re in control
I could have been the one
to take you in
you were lost too
down this road, is your home (I could be the sun)
where you learned to walk the talk (I was left undone)
snowflakes show you another fold (by grey skies, by impatience)
the story will soon unfold (I was left undone)
the story will soon unfold (I could have held the gun)
the story will soon unfold (but I was left undone)
the colours will soon unfurl
and you set out, in search of a foreign land
and you came, and you conquered
now you’re stuck inside
unwilling
indifferent to what is on the outside
you were lost too
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2. |
Seeds
03:02
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we could have gone to another place
where the sun shines in many ways
this could have been a mistake
but you said it to my face
all that you’d known
were the seeds you’d sown
in our skies were
birds that could not fly
oh, she sold her shells in town
the shore was too far
and Jill, she tumbled down
then flew away
all that you’d known
were the seeds you’d sown
and in our time
how could you have been so blind?
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3. |
Seagulls (Cemented)
03:37
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a shame
the mundane
is just so insane
we ought
to rot
with the drought
so long
to the sea
to a face so safe
I got caught
in my sprinting thoughts
in storms so fowl
that seagulls drown
and I saw
you as my way home
safe and secure
wrongly so
and so
I had no place to go
footsteps to call my own
yet somehow I trip and fall
do you remember the time we broke the waves?
the fort fell down
and so did the soldier’s crown
in a light so blinding, the seagulls kept at bay
the wind became a cage
and I sought (cemented, cemented!)
you as my way out (cemented, cemented!)
but you’re the wall that surrounds (cemented, cemented!)
cementing my feet to the ground (cemented, cemented!)
and so (cemented, cemented!)
I had no place to go (cemented, cemented!)
footsteps to call my own (cemented, cemented!)
yet somehow I trip and fall (cemented!)
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4. |
Like Kites
05:50
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there was a subtle misfire
words hawkish like kites
in a space so dire
he flew in to bite
and he’s not letting you go
you’re chained to the ground
so is your hope
the pictures were drawn in pen
sculpted with sin
over the years you’ve grown
unsettled
and insecure
he went too far
his love grew thorns
don’t let this go on too long
you are strong
you could fly away
this is no mistake
but he went too far
he now hurts you, he takes too long
don’t let this go on too long
you are strong
in this puzzle
you have become
a piece so unknown
a piece so conquered
in this puzzle
you have become
a piece so conquered
will you defer?
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5. |
Lucy
04:14
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did I sought this out?
engender this mess?
you’ll remain silent
i’ll suffocate on my perceived innocence
you’ll live on false ground
with your army of pacifists
but you fail to see
that there’s more to this
that there’s me
we’re not winning
get in line, lucy
because I might
kill someone this week
if they tried
to hide the sun from me
in my plight
get in line, lucy
because I might
just see me
i’m not in a blind spot
you can back out
but I’ll still yell it out
that I wish you’d stick around
because I might
kill someone this week
if they tried
to hide the sun from you
in your fright
get in line, lucy
because I might
and I won’t be your song
I won’t come along
I won’t be your song
I won’t come along
but I might
yeah, I might
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6. |
He Will Owe You His Life
02:42
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he will owe you his life
one, then another tragedy
I can't believe this happened all to me
I drove my car, away I go
off to pay one then another toll
oh, give him a way
give him his say
he lost his gaze
and he will owe you his life
up to the top I went
just to fly down again
I stopped my car and ran
he did the same and then
I was on the ground but could get up because of him
oh, another day
he lost his way
give him a say
and he will owe you his life
all his faults were in diguise
he was torn up about his own demise
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7. |
Dull Brights
04:35
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be silent now, be silent now
you have said enough
be silent now, be silent now
you have said enough
i’ve lost all of my hope
to the ones I was told to trust the most
and oh we, we saw the kettle rising
this water, it burns
be silent now, be silent now
you have said enough
be silent now, be silent now
you have said enough
you dream of suits, not of coups
one day you’ll loot the people
of their dreams
your hate will lose
your hate will lose
your hate will lose
and I shall not be bruised
so, I
so, I
was denied my sight
denied my rights
futures dull brights
so, I
so, I
will fight, will fight
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8. |
Pick Up The Pencil
05:58
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the story is yours, pick up the pencil,
write what you want, time might just stand still
you could paint us now with smiles not sins,
trees fall down like leaves and question our dreams
we could lose this
i’ll face you,
i’ll give you the truth,
i’ll let you conclude what you want to
you inhale what they exhale,
you might lose sight,
they want some more, and they’re never sore,
we might lose score
we could lose this
i’ll face you,
i’ll give you the truth,
i’ll let you conclude what you want to
all that you’ve known will come undone,
when the truth rides by your side
all that I want, is to see truth
break through tough walls
and watch them fall
and I’ll face you,
i’ll give you the truth,
i’ll let you conclude what you want to
come forth, softly
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9. |
Masochist
03:00
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roughed up by fins
low life has-beens
claws deep in your own skin
he’s gratified by his wins
time goes, time goes (satan is a masochist, he doesn’t know what he wants)
you know, you know (satan is a masochist, he doesn’t know what he wants)
if you don’t kneel to (satan is a masochist, he doesn’t know anyone)
his needs, he’ll be your worst nightmare (he doesn’t know)
on a whim, on a whim (satan is a masochist, he doesn’t know anyone)
we notice his motives (satan is a masochist, he doesn’t know what he wants)
given the chance to (satan is a masochist, he doesn’t know what he wants)
he’d sell your breath if it bought him despair
satan is he
you’re coming around
the cries get loud
the blinkers are down and the horse is on the run
time goes, time goes (satan is a masochist, he doesn’t know what he wants)
and his record will always hold (satan is a masochist, he doesn’t know what he wants)
the sides are not turning (satan is a masochist, he doesn’t know what he wants)
the waves are not crashing (he's so alone)
on a whim, on a whim (satan is a masochist, he doesn’t know what he wants)
you started to give in (satan is a masochist, he doesn’t know what he wants)
the winner is he who (satan is a masochist, he doesn’t know what he wants)
will give more than he gets in return (he's so alone!)
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10. |
Complacence
03:04
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there’s a part of me
that wants to give in
to the hollowness, the aimlessness
to when I’m harrowed, within
tearing down the walls
where memories hang no more
the doors they whisper close
the house a home no more
but we could be complacent
lay down on the tracks
because fate’s written, right?
well, I guess, i’ll give in
I guess, i’ll give in
i’ll just give in
I guess, i’ll give in
yeah, i’ll give in
now
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11. |
False Ground
03:25
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back down, i’ve got this
back down, i've got this
won't you back down? i've got this
won't you back down?
i’m jaded
i’m faded
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