1. |
The Story Is Cold
02:18
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I can't open my eyes, I know what they hold.
Out into the light, out of the cold.
Nothing as bold forever told: history is sold and the story is cold.
I opened my eyes and found the One.
Now when they are closed, I see just the same.
Nothing as bold forever told: history is sold.
This story is cold
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2. |
VanGogh
01:44
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I cut my ear off for you.
You didn't ask me to..
Did you hear: It's not my only gift.
Paintings of the sky: I cut my ear off for you..
And Flowers in a vase: you didn't ask me to..
I cut my ear off for you,
just to make you think:
did you hear I cut my ear off for you.
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3. |
Crowning Ghosts
02:43
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You threw me away: too distant to distract.
And you found a way: too ghastly in the pale.
You're crowning ghosts: your pleasure in a pill.
You're crowning ghosts x2
You threw me away: too distant to distract.
And you found a way: too ghastly in the pale.
You're crowning ghosts: your instinct to kill.
You're crowning ghosts: your pleasure in a pill.
You're crowning ghosts x2
You threw me away: too distant to distract.
And I found a way: too ghastly in the pale.
You're crowning ghosts: your instinct to kill.
You're crowning ghosts: your pleasure in a pill.
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4. |
Bots
03:17
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So pleasant, so distant: these bots are so listless.
Keep track and don't fall now: my body's so tired.
These bots are still listening: can't find another one.
Record another verse.
My body, so tired now...
These bots are still listening.
My body so tired.
Record another verse: can't find another one...
So pleasant, so distant: these bots are so listless.
Keep track and don't fall now:
My body's so tired.
These bots are still listening.
Record another verse.
My body's so tired: can't find another one
So pleasant, distant: these bots are so listless.
Keep track and don't fall now: my body, so tired..
These bots are still listening.
Record another verse.
My body so tired: can't find another one...
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5. |
You Are-The Dying Race
02:03
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One time death compromised and let a soul go.
He flew the atmosphere and up into space.
A shooting star, the moon in place:
You know, you are the dying race.
One time life compromised and let death in:
she blew everything, till nothing was left.
A traffic light, the sun in place:
You know, you are the dying race.
One time death compromised and let a soul go:
He flew through the atmosphere and up into space.
A shooting star, the moon in place:
You know, you are the dying race x2
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6. |
Playing Favorites
02:28
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Listen to ways of the World
Listen to the ways of the Girl.
She found a way to your heart.
She pulled the strings all apart.
Follow in the ways of the One.
Follow in the path of the Sun.
He found a way to your heart.
And she pulled the strings all apart.
Follow in the ways of the Moon:
You know that it's pulling for you.
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7. |
You Delayed
01:37
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8. |
History Repeats Itself
02:19
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And sometime when you're fine
and you wait:
history repeats itself.
And I see you holding up a sign
and sometimes it's something else.
I own the light to your cave:
your only chain, a shadow.
And sometimes when we fight and I see that history repeats itself...
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9. |
So Cross
03:05
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You're smarter than you think.
Come and spend some time closer to the drink and skating on a rhyme.
Where everything still means, it means something fine.
You're an only child and when you feel that sting
your heart runs wild and that's the only thing.
In love w/the loss and when you're coming back.
Tied to a cross and a bed of nails.
It's harder than you think to welcome you back to the pink:
the flesh is only a fool.
In love w/the loss and when you're coming back.
Tied to a cross and a bed of nails.
You're smarter than you think.
Come spend some time closer to the drink and skating on a rhyme.
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10. |
Your Mourning Dose
01:33
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Your morning ghosts: they creeped up in your head.
Your mourning dose will put you back to sleep.
Don't cry now. Remember whose in control.
Your morning ghosts that creeped up in your sleep.
Your mourning dose: remember what's in control.
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11. |
Gates
03:22
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12. |
Know One
02:18
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And I don't know what you've been told.
It's only as it seems.
And I don't know what you hold inside: a good time to let it be...
And then there's you reaching out.
And only you can say: it's enough
to satisfy this life.
You're a diamond in the rough.
Now I know what you've been told.
And I know what you hold inside.
And I know it's a good thing: a good time to let it be...
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Twelvelimbs Maine
Maine artisan and crafts-person, living the dream, and, building up from ambitious fore-bearers: this music represents years of strife turned outward as a gift for the future... Believe in life, love, music, and, art: they are the bow, string, arrow, and, arc of humanity. ... more
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